Thanks Unknown Rabbit. Yay! They like me!

I love it. Just who is that bloomin hooded rabbit? Do I know him? So many questions. WHEN DID THE BOOK OF TIME HAVE A HOMECOOKING CHAPTER? lol



Rumbo

Hehehehe. More will be revealed in time.

YaY! I came back and found this in your thread, a new chapter! Nice going Defalcon.

Hehe. Sorry I took so long. There'll be roughly 1-2 chapters a week from now.



CHAPTER 7

'Argh! Mayday! Mayday! Any ships out there who may be considered allies of the rabbits! Help! We are under-' defalcon's transmission cut short and the comm burst into static. His ship was laced with a hail of plasma that lit up the sky. The shots either blew off the hull platings, nibbled at the ships armour or punched a hole into the ship.

'defalcon! Can you hear me! Respond!' Kazooie desperately flew his was through a flight of enemy craft towards defalcon.

'Ugh! I'm hit!' A fusion missile detonated against his aft shields and violently rattled his ship. Kazooie saw the swarm of ships swing round in formation to finish him off.

TSSEEEW!!! A single bolt of blue ion-energy blew a path through the cluster of vessels. A small war frigate was speeding out of a hyperspace warp. Its design was extremely peculiar; it had a long poited nose, with two large swept back wings. Mounted t the side of these wings were a set of large blasters and a spinning dome on the top housed a ion-turret.

'Hang on defalc! The calvary's here!'



Jazz Jackrabbit rushed out of his bed and grabbed Spaz by the neck. 'Okay listen, you older Spaz guy. I don't know what happened or where I am and no one will tell me anything! Explain now or I'll be forced to hurt you.'

Spaz merely laughed. 'Jazz, you cannot beat me. At my current age I am too experienced. I know all your moves and had you attempted to hurt me the anti-violence chip fused to the back of your neck would have kicked in.'

Jazz felt around his neck and found a metal chip imbedded right where Spaz said it would be. 'I can't believe I didn't notice it! How dare you implant this...this thing on me!' Jazz punched Spaz to the floor and started to flay him with a bed pan, but then he began to feel dizzy. Spaz pulled Jazz's unconscious body from his and chained him to his bed.

'Foolish brother of mine, how did you get here...?'



'Bilsy. What progress has been made on the new invasion fleets? We have conquered Carrotus, but it's resources are limited.'

'The fleets are still being assembled Lord Devan. Each fleet will contain a minimum of an A-Class System Dominator, three War Frigates, 6 wings of fighters, 10 transport ships, 6 supply ships and the creme de la creme of the force, the new prototype Nova-Class Empire Ships.'

Devan was pleased, but didn't show it in front of Bilsy. 'Nova-Class Empire Ships? Well, tests have shown them to be very promising. I have prepared a report of our targets and their military defenses. Now leave my quarters.'

Bilsy left the room. Devan Shell, mechanic droids swarming all over his new body, laughed until he was sore.

'The galaxy will be mine!'



Sorry again, short chapter, not my best but it'll have to do for now. They'll pick up soon though. (I hope).

what what what?????????????????



I WASN'T IN IT!!!!!!!!!!!



Good though



Rumbo

Unfortunately due to an unfortunate combination of school, music and other people hogging the computer I have been unable to update for 3 weeks. But that's alright: I will in a couple of days be posting three chapters (longer one's too, hopefully)! After that, comer's are welcome. I'll need your profile's though.



I would definately like: Talec and Ducky. Any others I'll take too: It's hard making uip characters.



Cuoming up..3 more chapters, Chapters 8, 9 and 20. I'll leave you with the title of Chapter 8: Vengeance of the Blue.

Does that blue thing got anything to do wid me?



Rumbo

Me? You want my profle? to put me in it? Freaky.

Fine then... *beams*



Name: Ducky V. GreyRabbit

age: ...unknown. 15-18?

gender: female

appearance: I'm a short grey rabbit with lop ears and thin blueish green bands on my legs and arms, which are little channels of electricity. I have long blackish-silvery hair which I keep braided, and three little silver hoop earrings in my left ear and one blueish teardrop shaped thing in my right. I ahve pale green eyes and I'm rather thin and scrawny.



clothes: I wear black leggings and soft leather boots, and a white shirt under a grey tunic that has fluffy sleeves. Bell sleeves. And I have a long dark grey cloak with a hood and silver fastenings.



Weapons: I have a tall black staff with a green stone set in a silver crescet at the top, and it zaps people, with my fain electric powery things, and I can fling it around and fight with it. And I have a small purple blaster.



personality: I'm kind of quiet most of the time, and afraid of loads of things, but I have a quick temper and won't hesitate to blast someone. But I'm usually sorry after. Um, I have a weird freaky sense of humor, and..hmm...I'm pretty shy, but not around people I know.



there you go. Good enough?

`Ducky

8, 9 and 20? Wowness.

Whoops. Not 20, I meant 10! Ack!

If it's alright with you defalcon I'd like to use this story in Story Central. That alright with you?





Rumbo

You are going to continueeee?! I hope so. Anyway I forgot, I have a small gold cross necklace and a scar on my upper left arm.



Thankees.

`Ducky

Sure Rumbo, you can use the story.

OKay, here's the next chapter (I'm late, I know). Enjoy!



CHAPTER 7: Vengeance of the Blue

'Who in the twin moons of Diamondus are you?' Kazooie watched in awe as the strange ship blew a wedge in the turtle formations. The ship seemed strange and unlike anything he had ever seen or heard of.

The intercom crackled back a message. 'We're friends. I'm assuming your friend wants to be picked up, as opposed to floating around in space. We'll bring your ships in with our tractor beams.'

Kazooie allowed the ship to bring them onboard. The craft took off into hyperspacce in a blur of speed.



'Will somebody explain what is going on? defalcon pulled himself out of his shattered canopy and landed with a thud on the hard metal floor.

'I don't know. I just ogt out of my ship. There seems to be no one around.' Kaz was resting on the wing of his ship. His hands edged towards his blaster.

'Greetings, I am Efaltine. I am the commander of this ship.' A neon green rabbit entered through the blast doors and approached defalcon.

'Looks like a rabbit...but he's to big for that...' defalcon muttered under his breath. The strange being answered back.

'Am I a rabbit? No. I am a hare. This ship is called the Ralvient. In my native tongue it means 'ship of wonder'. I am one of the few left of my species. We...' The hare's voice faltered. He stared at the ground shifting his feet.

'You..? You what?' Kaz slid off the bow of his fighter and took a step towards the hare.

'I am sorry, but I am uncomfortable speaking of what happened. As I was saying...We are called The Blue. We live in another galaxy, one extremely far away. In fact, it would probably take the fastest ship a 1000 year hyperspace trip to get there.'

'1000 years?' Kaz exploded 'You don't look 1000 years old!'

'Yes, well. The Ralvient comes equipped with a hyperspace drive, but we also have developed a technology called warp-tunneling. It is much to complex to explain. However, it shortened this trip to one of a few years. We came here to stop Devan Shell. He emerged on the fringes of our solar system. His troops descended upon our planet. We were caught unprepared and didn't stand a chance. Those few who managed to escape now serve onboard this ship, but in a nutshell Devan massacred our race. Once he had ransacked our planet of resources, he activated some sort of portal. The portal disrupted space-time and we were unable to attempt a trip until the energy storm had died down.' Elfatine clasped his hands behind his back, watching the rabbit and bird intently.

defalcon looked up. 'On the comm system, you said my name. How do you know who I am?'

'We've been listening in on your comms since we arrived in system. Warp-tunneling, while a great way to travel long distances, is difficult to plot accurate courses with. Any more questions?' Elfatine alnced at the two. 'None? Well then, I'll take you to your new quarters so you can change into something more comfortable and then an escort will take you to the bridge.' The hare, rabbit and bird slowly headed off into the corridors of the ship, not knowing what was yet to come.



'I'm Ducky. Ducky V. GreyRabbit.' A thin looking rabbit with a headset on dragged Spaz into the tank and sealed the hatch.

'Wow. Nice wheels. I'm pretty sure the Royal Guard doesn't have this sort of stuff. I mean, wow.' Spaz glanced around the roomy, hi-tech tank. There were monitors displaying infa-red, nightvision, radar, sensors, pulse-transmissions and other things Spaz didn't understand.

Duck nodded, then glanced at a console. She twisted a dozen various knobs before replying. 'I know. Turtle technology. I commandeered it from some unwary terrapins. Unfortunately, It takes two people to drive effectively, and half the buttons are written in turtle-script. I can make it move around at a low speed and I can direct the turret with that console there. Can't fire though: had you been hostile, I would have had no option but to retreat.'

'Can't fire it? Why, no bullets?' Spaz climbed into the second seat next to the turret controls.

'No, it's a rail-gun. It doesn't use bullets. I haven't found the right button.' Ducky focused on the main monitor, beads of sweat pouring down her forehead.

'Ah. Well, you'd at least figure they'd have a joystick.' Spaz glanced at his controls. there were an assorted array of buttons and dials, but no joystick.

'That one there is to move the turret. That one...well, I haven't tried it.' Ducky indicated a large, shiny red button underneath a glass saftey-panel.

'Oooooohhhhh! Shiney! A button!' Spaz opened the panel and pushed his finger down. There was a large jolt of energy as the rail-gun collapsed a nearby building.

'Whoops.'

'Ah. I thought that was the fire button.'

'Heh. Well, I guess we can steer the tank now.'

'I hope so. Here comes a hover-barge!'



'Two, four, six, eight! That's our leader, ain't he great? Stand up tall and stand up pround, shout his name out really loud!' Devan Shell strode through the corridors of his ship, a pep-rally following him along the passageways.

'Ah, my good Lord Devan. How can I be of assis-'

The turtle officer was yanked by the collar into the air by Devan's juggernaut fists.

'I have little patience right now. I just recieved a report saying two Jackrabbit fighters managed to escape a full complement of fighters. But that can wait.'He pressed his blaster into the face of the turtle. 'Have the runes been prepared?'

'Yes, oh glorious one. Admiral Bilsy reports they are in correct alignment. We may begin right away.' Devan dropped the turtle to the floor and strode to the door.

'Begin Phase One of operation 9466. Prepare the Runes. Now nothing can stop us from dominance over the universe!'



'Oh man. We're in deep, aren't we.' Rumbo's voice was a low, grave tone. He watched the cloaked rabbit carefully. His movements, his voice seemed all too familiar. Rumbo knew he rabbit, but who was it?

'Yes Rumbo, extremely. Normally, there are only 2 safe ways to travel time. one is to use a warp-generator. The second way would be to use the Time-Stone, which, even so, isn't quite safe. The runes however, are unstable. Incomplete. Devan's repeated use of them is slowly erroding the flow of time. Reality is being distorted. In fact Rumbo, not only did this forest appear here, but this isn't my house either. My house was more...well, of a house. Not a shack. Then, poof. My cottage is gone and I'm sitting in a shed.' The cloaked rabbit moved his arms around him, gesturing to the tin walls of the building.

'I wouldn't have believed it at first, but things aren't very good right now. I'd say that-' Rumbo was cut off in mid-sentence.

'Rumbo?' The rabbit blinked. One minute Rumbo was there, talking, and the next minute he was gone. 'RUMBO?!'



BAM! A shot from the rail-gun of the tank rattled the forward armour of the barge. But the rail-gun wasn't equipped to deal with a hover-barge, despite it's devastating arnament. Spaz and Ducky hammered the barge with a cascade of fusion missiles. The shields on the craft shook, but held strong.

'Ducky, problem. We're out of missiles! What are we supposed to do? Shoot them with the rail-gun? It won't penetrate!' Spaz was frantic. he hammered every button on the weapons panel, aside the clearly marked 'SELF DESTRUCT' button. The main gun on the tank shifted into a larger, more devastating Dracon cannon.

Ducky stared at the viewscreens then laughed. 'Hahaha! A Dracon beam! Come on punks, come get it!'

'Hehe. Shall I?' Spaz's finger was poised over the fire button. Ducky gave him a nod and, laughing, he blew into the hover-barge.

TSEEEEWWWW! The beam fired and met the shields of the barge. The shields crackled over with energy, flickered then died. With the slight distortion from the shields gone, Ducky could see into the bridge of the turtle craft. With a wild grin, Spaz twisted the controls and the Dracon gun rattled into line with the hover-barge's bridge.

'Oh s...' The turtle in command mouthed a profanity. Spaz hit the button.

'Die, shell-scum!' The barge exploded in a roar of flames. Spaz and Ducky began to cheer, but then the tank shuddered fiercely.

'We're hit!' Ducky glanced at the viewscreen. Another two barges headed straight for them.

'Oh man, thing's can't get any worse!' Spaz gulped and then swore as the power died.

'Spaz, I think we have a problem.'

Where have I gone? mmmmm

What a cracking story. Check it out in the Fantasy Section of Story Central, which Defalcon is deservedly a Writer of.

Rumbo

*beams* very nice defalcon Do continue..

`Ducky

ooh, I think I know what's going to happen, but I'll keep quiet.

Chapter coming soon. Stay tuned.

K dudes, this story has some time jumping. Hope it's not too confusing. Sorry for the wait.



CHAPTER 8: Fast Forward

'What? Where am I?' Rumbo stood in the middle of white-ness. Nothing. Then, Rumbo squinted and saw everything. The lines of space-time wove around him, singing and vibrating with energy.

'Hello Rumbo. I have little life-force left. Listen now.' Rumbo spun around and saw Time. A frail rabbit with a bent body. This was not how Rumbo remembered Time.

'What happened to you? You look a wreck!' Rumbo bit his lip. Time was shaking, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

'Rumbo, I am as it is said. I am slowly dying. I shall soon disappear. You must find the Book of Time.' The rabbit began to fade out of existence. Rumbo ran towards him, but the image moved away.

'But the Book of Time is at my home! I can get it easily!' Rumbo shouted. He began to run towards the rabbit, who, whispering a few words, faded from existence.

'All is not as it seems, Rumbo! Not as it seems...' Rumbo was suddenly transported away. He did not know where he teleported to, but knew it was not the same place he had came from.



1 YEAR LATER

'All prisoners enter cells. Those caught out will be severely punished. you have been warned.' A mechanical voice bleeped over a prison intercomm.

'Lets go Ducky. Prison cells. Bah, do they really pass this slop off as food? It's bad enough we have to smell it, let lone eat it.' Spaz and Ducky sat on the floor of their cell, slowly swirling patterns in their bowls. Ducky lifted a spoon of grey slop from the muck.

'Ugh. I hate this stuff. What is it anyway? Tastes like old roots and weeds boiled up in molasses. Turtle fare.' She made a face then, pinching her nose, spooned the slop into her mouth.

'Boy do I wish I had some real food. A huge mug of steaming hot vegetable soup, with lettuce, mushrooms, potatoes, leeks, peas, carrots and onion flan. Or maybe a bowl of salad wth some tomatoes and dressing. Anything but this.' Spaz finished his meal, then plopped down on his bed. It had been one year. After roaming around in a stolen tank during the invasion, Spaz and Ducky had been caught by a turtle troops.

'Man, this is the worst place in existence. It's got to be. Work in mines by day, eat trash, sleep on rough sheets and hard matresses. If this isn't the pits then I don't know what is.'



'Status Report, Kaz.' Elfatine strode the bridge of the Ralvient. Kazooie and defalcon had since joined with the hare and were senior officers. Not that they accepted the rank - Kazooie said being called Commander of a Star-System-Nebula Photorship was too big a title.

'We're twenty minutes away from the asteroid. There are 5 prison camps there, all of varying defences. Sheilds will be activated 5 minutes before we drop out of hyperspace. All systems are fully operational, and we have 4 shuttles with troops awaiting departure.' Kazooie worriedly gazed at his control pad. There were no problems, and anything was running smoothly. This was why he was worried.

'Hmm. I don't suppose we'll be going down there, Elfatine? I mean, I'm sure the troops will do their jobs liberating prisoners.' Kazooie glanced up at the large hare. Since joining Elfatine's crew, they had launched into guerilla warfare against Devan Shell, popping out of hyperspace and back in again. They had launched strikes against prison camps and had obtained a crew of rabbits to join with Elfatine's hares by attacking various outposts.

'Of course we will. I've been stuck on the bridge for quite a while. Better get geared up.' Elfatine strode to the door, but was stopped.

'Er, dude, we're attacking the one that's least defended, right?' Kaz stared at the hare. He had a tendancy to be extremely wild.

'Least defended? Nah, too predictable. Maximum security.' The hare winked at the bird and strode out the door.



'Lets roll. Is everyone here?' Elfatine stood on a shuttle ramp, mentally checking off the crew in his mind.Thinnel, Frax, Povus, Kaz, defalc-

'Where's defalcon? Kaz, you seen him?' The red bird glanced up from his gear and shrugged.

'I'm over here.' defalcon strode into the hangers, clad in his battle outfit - Purple flight jacket over a black singlet, flight pants and boots. 'Which shuttle? The pink one? Argh! I have to talk to engineering about getting new paint jobs.'

The three strode into the shuttle and within minutes they were cruising towards an asteroid.

'So far so good boys, lets hope the luckl stays this way.' Elfatine winked and defalcon groaned. 'Aw man, you just jinxed it. Kaz, we ned to tape his mouth shut before missions.'

With a laugh, the two wrestled Elfatine to the ground and placed a large piece of duct tape over his mouth.



'Well,' Devan rubbed his chin. 'You don't see this sort of thing evry day. An uncharted planet without any signs of lifeforms other than plants, along with strange energy readings that defy physics? I've only heard of planets like this in legend.' He lounged lazily on a sofa, flicking food at the bin.

'Sir? Your orders?' A tough looking terrapin stood awaiting orders. Even though Devan sometimes seemed insane, the turtle knew he was possibly the greatest warrior in the galaxy.

'My orders? Bah, what with it. I'll lead an away team down to the planet. I haven't gotten off this ship for months.'



'Okay. defalcon and Kazooie will take in this stolen grav-tank and launch an attack on the south wall. I'll be leading in troops through the holes they leave behind. Don't attack unless you have too, and try to stay low. Good luck.'

defalcon and Kazooie hopped into the seats of a roomy grav tank and powered it up.

'You know how to drive one of these?' Kazooie watched the monitors as fuel was injected into the engine pistons, warming it up.

'Sure thing, I'm an expert at this sort of stuff.' defalcon flicked on the power and gunned the engines. The hover-tank roared to life as defalcon eased the throttle to full. 'Watch this.'

WHAM! The tank reversed into a boulder. grinning sheepshly, defalcon muttered a hasty 'oops' and flicked the forward throttle.

Kazooie laughing the whole time, the duo sped towards the encampment, where the assault had just begun.



'Fire! Fire!' Elfatine threw explosives over the mining camps walls and was awarded with an anguished cry from a turtle.

'Sir,' cried a young hare named Falshaw. 'Where are defalcon and Kaz? We need them to bust open the walls!'

As if in response, a loud explosion sounded off to the left of the group.

'Yeah! Its time!' whooped Falshaw. Elfatine shook his head. Youth.

Storming through the smoking mess of rubble that was once a large barrier, the team of crack warriors fired volleys of energy into guard teams.

'Head towards the camps! The goal is to free some prisoners! Blasters set to full power! Move! Move!'



BLAM! Loud explosions sounded outside of the prison cells. Spaz and Ducky jumped up from their chairs and peered out the window.

'By ecky! Rescuers!' Spaz jumped up and down excitedly, trodding on Ducky's feet.

'Ouch! Watch it you mad-beast! Oh it's true! We're gonna be saved!'

'Yeah! Decent food!' Spaz, of course.

Suddenly Spaz pushed Ducky over and threw himself to the floor. 'There's a massive tank heading towards our cell!' With a roar of engines and explosion of mortar, the cell walls shattered and a red bird pulled it's head from the hatch.

'Yeehaw! That was fun! You two, hurry up and get in the tank.' Kaz paused as he stared into Spaz's face. 'Aren't you..'

'Introductions later. Hurry and get us out of here!'

Propitious



Was that really the right word?

Decent story! I like it loads. Keep writing! Rumbo

COOL!

I wanna be in story! My profile:



Name: Wazz Wackrabbit

Age: About 16 (not R/L age)

Special Abilities:

• Copter Ears (Up avaliable)
  
• Giga Punch (horizontal Uppercut)
  
• Zap with Electricity
  

Gun: LFG-2000, red.

Character: Loyal, but mean. He always leaves

his battleplace clear, if he can.

If gets angry, his speed and power will increase. He'll go very dangerous.

Look: A blue rabbit in a red headband, black

handsleeves. He has a belt, his LFG-2000 clipped to it.



All about it...

Here's a new chap. Sorry about the VERY long wait. Hopefully another chap soon. Enjoy.

CHAPTER 9: Prison's Fury
'Okay. Big problem.' Rumbo awoke in an arcane temple, speaking aloud to himself.
'I go somewhere, get knocked out. Wake up somewhere new. And the cycle continues.' Rumbo walked and ran his hand over the dusty carvings on the wall. His fingers felt the contours of the ingravings, they were written in a language Rumbo knew very well. Most of the Book of Time was written in the same language - Reganstrom, language of the Regalia.
'Where am I? These carvings must be millions of years old! But this looks like a Regalian temple, yet the entire planet was distroyed nearly 10 milennia ago!'
Rumbo walked, further examining the dusty wall carvings in the great hall.
'Hmm...it seems partially legible, yet disjointed. Strange. Hmm...lessie...find stone...make RUAN...ah. RUAN - Runes. Hm...'
Rumbo switched on a small, portable computer and recorded the data before opening a large oak door.
'What the...it can't be...' Rumbo ran down the narrow carpeted room to a stone alter. He peered at the dusty manuscript resting on the pedastal.
'So...the original Book of Time...'

'Ducky. Ducky V Greyrabbit.' Seating herself on a small, swivelling chair, she shut her eyes and let out a sigh.
'Ahhhhhh, a chair with CUSHIONS! It's been a long time since I sat on a real chair.'
'And if we have our way, it won't be the last. Hang on. We should be out of here in a few minutes.' defalcon powered up the tank. It roared to life, hovered, whined and the slammed to the ground as a blast to the rear blew off the engine.
'Things were going so well this time too. Wonder what that is.' Kazooie punched a command into the console and brought up the sensor feedback. 'We've lost our engines, half our power, and our coffee machine.'
Spaz blinked. 'Coffee machine? What type of tank is this?' he remarked, staring at the strange bird.
'A very badly damaged one. We won't be moving anywhere now. Come on, out the hatch.'
The four emerged from the tank and found themselves confronted by a small troop of turtles in uniform.
'Halt! Stop where you are. In the name of Devan Shell, you are under ar-'
WHACK! defalcon swung one of his special weapons, a polished leather sling that slung out green bolts of energy instead of stones. Spaz grabbed the officer's pike from his hands as he fell, then moved into a combat stance.
'Nice move, um...'
'defalcon. As we said though, intoductions later.' The two pairs flung themselves into the fray. Ducky, resorted to dodging the swings of a large pike-wielding turtle, before launching herself at him and stunned him with a powerful kick. Spaz came to her aid and pole-axed him with the pike end.
'Ruffian's, these 'uns are. I'll be glad to knock a new tune ito the things.'
Kazooie found himself backed against the hull of the tank. He fired his blaster and another commandeered from a guard simultaneously, arms crossed over as to lessen the recoil.
'Come on, one at a time. I'll send all of you into the next life!' Eyes alight with the battle, he didn't notice the muscular officer poised with a sabre until the last moment.
'Have at you, and you! And-what the?'
defalcon flung a bolt from his sling, blinding the officer as it caught him between the eyes. Ducky took a running lunge, leapfrogging over a fallen shell to stick the turtle with a javelin.
'Ack. Poor quality weapons, see this? A few whacks and the javelin haft is already snapped.' She threw the shaft away as they sped off towards the main gates.

'Aaaaarrgh!' Elfatine screamed with pain as he wrenched a shard of metal from his footpaw. An ambitious turtle had come in for the kill, throwing grenades at random. Whilst Elfatine's troops had finished him with a few quick blaster shots, he had killed five hares and wounded two others.
'Okay, that's it. Contact the rest of the troops and tell them to grab who they can and retreat.' Grunting with exertion, the patrol slowly doubled back to the holed wall and threw a pile of shrapnell up as a barrier.
'We can only hold the entrance for so long. If the rest aren't out in 10 minutes, the'yll be left behind.'

'There's Elfatine!' Kaz peered through a view-scope at the main gates. 'They're holding position, but they'll be overrun soon.'
'Uh Kaz, hate to alarm you, but if you look to the left you'll see a column of troops. Right over to the left, that's it. Now, if you look closely you'll see the armour and weapons.'
'Elite Guard.' Spaz uttered the word once, with extreme hatred. 'Let's get 'em.'
'Spaz, wait, that's not a good idea! Aw heck with it. They've spotted us anyway.'
Dashing towards the converging mass of soldiers, the three raced after Spaz with blood rising in their eyes.
'Arrrggghhh!' Ducky cut the scream of a turtle short, swinging a prison manicle as a heavy flail. It wrapped around the end of a spear held by a large terrapin.
'Ulp. Some help here, guys!'
Quick as a flash, Kaz leapt in with a stout club and brained the turtle. Momentarily stunned, the turtle took a step back and bumped defalcon.
'Yaaaaaaahhhh!' defalcon whirled around and, sheathing his silver dirk, drew his twin blades.
'Roooaaarrrgggghhhhh!' The turtle thrusted the spearhead towards the young rabbit only to find it blown apart instanly. He looked to the left.
'It's bad form to charge someone like that, villan!' He lowered the blaster, which he had used with pinpoint accuracy to vapourise the spearhaft.
''Unk...!' defalcon slew the turtle with a strong upwards swing of his two blades.
'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGGGH!' Kazooie flew out from a crowding of turtles who fell like tenpins. He screetched to the sky, whirling a great axe as he leapt upon the squad leader. Spaz came to his aid and hammered the turtle with the blaster-end.
'I hate to spoil your fun, but Elfatione says we have 5 minutes to get out.'
Eyes still hot with the battle mists, Kaz had to be dragged away as they sped towards Elfatine's company.

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Perhaps you should post a poll? Is this somewhat redwall? Just wondering, I think I've been reading too many different mixes of stories... great chapter, keep it up.

A poll? What on?
Redwall? Redwall rules, and I may use it for inspiration. But at the time I wrote this chap, I was bored, and I had the 'Pearl's of Lutra' next to me. Expect more of my usual stuff next time.
What ya think?

Okay. It's been a while, but the JCF went donw and all. :P Enjoy.

CHAPTER 10: The Dark Soldier
'All officers, report in.' Elfatine ushered his crew back to the shuttles, counting them off.
'Looks like they're all here, except for...where's Frax?'
The hare glanced back into the prison yard. A young rabbit named Frax was lying wounded, crawling slowly along the ground.
'Oh frogspawn! Someone get Frax out of there!'
Kaz sped off, pinching Elfatine's ammo belt in the process. defalcon went after him.
'It's okay, we'll be back in a tick!'

Rumbo picked up the ancient book and blew the dust gently from its covers. Sneezing violently, he opened to the first page.
In an instant, there was a flash of light as Rumbo blacked out.

Kazooie hooked the belt around his shoulders and fed one end of the clips into his blaster.
'Kaz, wait for me!' defalcon bolted towards the spot where Frax lay, panting. They arrived only to be met by a dark, sleek form.
'DIE!' The dark soldier reached his outstretched palm towards defalcon and grabbed him by the hem of his jacket. Kazooie raised the gun and squeezed the trigger, ammo pouring from the blaster end like water from clouds.
'Haha! Easier than pickling onions!'
The soldier seemed to freeze when he saw the bullets, but flicked a button on his belt.
TZZZZZZZAAAAPPPP! The bolts sizzled on a force field erected by the mysterious warrior. He strode forward and the field dissipated on contact.
'Who in the suns of the galaxy are you?' defalcon began to raise his blaster but stopped when Kazooie motioned to him.
'defalc, I don't think any of us are going to be shooting him today.' Kaz watched him out of the corner of his eye. It was impossible to tell what he was. He was clothed in a full black bodysuit that effectively hid his features from onlookers.
'My name is really no concern of you, but you may call me Rendark, shadow prince. I am your doom, and your destiny awaits.'
'Really? I thought that, for today at least, my destiny would involve a nice meal and a hot bubble bath on the Ralvient. Funny what different predictions we have.' defalcon saw the soldier pull a metal rod a foot long from his cloak.
'Keep back. I know what that is.' Kaz started to back off before raising his gun again.
'If I'm right, you'll be able to stop every one of my bullets, won't you.'
Rendark, the shadow prince, laughed viciously. 'Yes, you are correct.' He flicked a switch.
SIIWWWWOOOMM! A brilliant violet lightsabre hummed to life, causing the duo to jump backwards.
'Come, let's have a little duel.'
He swung the beam sword with expert control, blade glowing as it nicked pieces of their combat clothing off.
'Nice night for roasted bird, isn't it.' With a fancy twirl of his blade, he removed a chunk of Kazooie’s wing before twisting back into a stance.
‘defalc, we’re in hot water here.’ Kaz winced as the wound began to smoulder from the weapon’s heat.
‘This guy is weird. The accent’s turtle, and you get the feeling he is, but there’s no shell. He looks to graceful for a terrapin.’
‘True. Though we’d better run and get Frax out of here.’
Frax had crawled behind defalcon and was now unconscious on the dirt. defalcon took out his blaster and twisted his power-dial. Setting? Wide dispersal.
‘If we can’t nail him with a concentrated beam, I suppose we can burn him with a wide spread.’
Kazooie too, twisted the dial on his gun. ‘Wide dispersal? If you want. I’ll go with explosives.’
The soldier stared intently at his foe, waiting for the first move to be made. defalcon slowly raised his gun.
‘Nice weapon. I hear it blocks nearly everything.’
The turtle tilted his head to the side. ‘Yes. It also carves through anything, including your scrawny little rabbit hide.’
Kaz opened his beak to respond, with a slow grin spreading across his face. ‘It may cut through defalcon’s rabbit hide, and it may make mince out of me, but I doubt it’s gonna do much to young Frax until you turn around.’
BLAM! Frax had regained consciousness and shot Rendark in the back. The mysterious warrior screamed in outright agony as the bolt cut through his body armour.
‘Hey guys,’ Frax managed a weak smile. ‘Looks like he’s done for.’

‘Sir, this is Commander Galjunn reporting. We have a status update.’
Shrugging off flying insects as he trudged through the thick forest shrubbery, Devan Shell stared into the small screen of his intercom. ‘Your progress?’
‘Another 5% of the planet explored, including your team and that of the other’s progress. We’ve mapped a good 17% of the planet’s surface.’
Devan smirked inside his metallic shell. ‘Anything useful? I thought unknown, uncharted planets found in the far corners of the galaxy usually have something rare on them.’
‘That would be a stereotype sir. However, we have encountered a large rock cliff leading into a seemingly impenetrable valley.’
‘An impenetrable valley? How so?’ The leader of the turtles began to think. A strange forest planet, with energy fields that prevent scanners from orbit mapping the planet, a dense layer of clouds that blocks out satellite cameras, an now an impenetrable valley.
‘It’s blocked off by some sort of ornate door in the cliff, commander. As for the rest of the valley boundaries, there’s a…’ the turtle hesitated.
‘There’s a what? What could there possibly on this uninhabited planet? What is it? A giant rabbit? A squad of cheerleaders? What, what?!’
‘A force field sir. A humongous force field. The only reason we can tell it’s a valley is because of the geographical features of the boundary. We haven’t been able to penetrate it, even with our D-Cannons.’
‘A force field?’ Devan nearly flipped, jumping with panic like a scared possum. ‘If there’s a force field on this planet, there’s an advanced species on this planet!’
‘Er…yes sir. As for the door, we have a titan attempting to destroy it, as our energy weapons dissipated when we used them on the door…’ He waited for Devan to react.
‘Dissipated?’ Devan began to quake inside his shell. While dissipating energy weapons was hardly impossible, it took a tremendous amount of energy to successfully withstand repeated D-Cannon blasts.
‘Yes sir.’
‘I’m heading to my shuttle. Devan Shell out.’

‘I am SO sick of this! I wake up one place, and faint. I am SO complaining to whatever mystical powers are dragging my hide around the galaxy.’ Rumbo woke up in another room.
‘Hm. This room is probably part of the same temple. Same stonewalls, same carvings…’ his voice trailed off. In the middle of the room he saw an altar with an inscription on the stone.


I would like feedback. Feedback would be good.

Feedback: Hmm... shot in the back... blocking every shot but shot in the back. Why not install something like that on the ship foo?

well er the turtles use massive powerful lazers and suck but the turtles use simple culbs and lances yet kill the turtles?
great stroy so far tho
if possible id like to be an enamy (a master of the demons perhaps?)
anyway my weapon would be improved flamthrower and atomic spray(pepper spray but fires atoms of sound to destroy things)
size of spaz 50%/75% absorbtion forcefield
loke like a monkey that shines and is blurred like an angel
hehe wishful thinking i suppos

Okay, for those who are actually looking at my story, here's a new chapter. A bit short and a bit breif, but they'll start coming in more often.

Chapter 11: Story of the Nul
‘Okay, just so I understand, what the heck was that?!’ defalcon blew a fuse as Elfatine accessed the computer mainframe.
‘I don’t know. There doesn’t appear to be any references. Lemmie check with some of the spies. I’ll go through their reports and-’
‘Whoa, whoa, whoa, WHOA! Back up there jack! We have spies?’
‘Well, if you knew about them, they wouldn’t really be much of a secret.’ Said Elfatine, staring intently at an invisible spot on the floor.
‘So who knows about them?’
‘Er…’ Elfatine became more intrigued by the invisible spot. ‘Kaz.’
‘Oh I get it. Don’t tell defalcon.’ He glowered while Elfatine continued to type furiously. Lines of code scrolled across the screen as each and every file the Ralvients onboard computers had was accessed.
‘Bingo. I found something. A link to a file on a genetic manipulator.’ The screen changed and moved to a collection of information on someone known as the ‘Dark Master’.
‘So. What’s the deal?’ defalcon impatiently glared at Elfatine, who continued to type away.
‘A mysterious creature named the Dark Master. He was a genetic engineer who attempted to create different breeds of genetically enhanced warriors. He had a secret lab, but it and him disappeared a good 50 years ago. It appears that what you fought was an early stage prototype turtle warrior. Streamlined, more agile, with more coordination, strength and speed.’ He accessed the file. ‘G-P-M 000000001A1. It was his attempt to create a breed of turtle that could compete against rabbits without being outclassed. There were flaws though. Some genetic code was overridden whilst experimenting and the resulting turtles have brain-stem malformations. Don’t notice what’s happening around them. Sort of one-minded. Programmed for a single task.’
‘So that faulty thing nearly whipped our butts.’
‘Faulty in that it wasn’t programmed to be ambushed. It was programmed solely for the job of attacking head on. Easy to snipe, to surprise attack or to trick. But if you overlook these flaws, the principle behind this is amazing. I wonder what other projects he had in development…’
‘Er, one thing before I go. How did the turtles get it?’
‘I’m not sure. Probably acquired it somewhere. This ‘Dark Master’ tended to dump failed experiments and leave them to be destroyed.’
‘Ah. I’ll be in my quarters.’

SHWING! A finely honed sword with a handle like a dragon cut through a chain holding a hover-bike to a post. A tall grey rabbit hopped onto the machine and revved the motor. The two turtle guards who were supposed to be on duty awoke with a start from their alcohol-induced stupor and began running after the bike. Unholstering weapons, they gave a loud yell to the rabbit.
‘Hey! Come back with that bike! We’ll fire!’
‘That thing’s a military issue Titan AE6-Hover-Bike! They don’t come cheap!’
Turning, the rabbit saw the turtles firing their weapons. Several streams of energy poured forth from the barrels of their guns and narrowly missed the bike.
‘If there’s one thing I hate, it’s turtles!’ With a look of vengeance, the rabbit turned the bike, accelerated and yelled to the wind.
‘Yaarrgggh!’ The rabbit swerved the bike and an exhaust pipe took off the ear of a turtle. Pointing a black blaster towards the turtles, the rabbit’s eyes burned with hatred. Unleashing a barrage of blaster bolts and leaving the smoking puddle of turtle guts to lie in the Diamondus grass, the rabbit sped off into the unknown.
‘Ugh…this…is…turtle officer…X089-A59…two officers…down…’ The comm. cut off in a burst of static and within moments a small squad of turtles on hover-bikes were dispatched towards the small Diamondus station.

‘On my command…fire!’ A line of D-Cannons fired simultaneously at the blue force field that shielded the mysterious valley.
‘Lieutenant Ripter K. Tanolt, reporting to Lord Shellion.’ The young terrapin officer reported his findings on a small communicator to Devan.’
‘Yes, I’m listening. Make your report brief.’
‘We have uncovered extra data on the force field. Our D-Cannon barrages are sapping it of its power, but some unknown force keeps regenerating it.’
‘Is that all?’
Ripter gulped, noting the unpleasantly annoyed voice of his leader. ‘Er, no sir. There are dozens of large crystalline structures that originate from within the planet surrounding this valley and much of the rest of the planet. They’re extremely tall, but they seem fragile.’
‘I see. So you’ve woken me up to tell me the force field won’t break and that the planet is a giant trinket. Wonderful. Don’t interrupt me with such trivial matters.’
‘Yes, sir. Ripter out.’ He shut off the communicator and let out a sigh. Something doesn’t add up here. Devan wanted to know everything about this planet – fertility of soil, air current patterns, and yet now he seems to hate it. What could it be?

Somewhere on Diamondus, a cold, harsh wind blew and ruffled the fur of the strange rabbit. Seeing the lights from a squad of turtle hover-bikes in coming in on the left, the rabbit knew that time had run out.


Okay, just so I know, is ANYONE aside from Krezack and Kaz actually reading this? Just so I know, and so I decide if I continue to write this or not.

So nobody is reading this, out of curiosity? I know Krezack is reading this, and Kaz on occasion, Unknown Rabbit read it a bit, but he seems to have lost interest. Other than those mentioned, RUmbo read it but he's disappeared too. So, am I writing this so no-one can read it?

Actually, I read it, but each part takes so long, I forget who all the characters are.

How can you forget characters? It's not that long.
Those who are reading it, I do appreciate feedback.

Yes! Finally, I got around to writing another chapter! All those who bother to read it, please reply with comments and so on.


Chapter 12: No Escape
“Surrender yourself and step off of the hover-bike. We are armed and will shoot if forced.”
“If forced? I don’t recall any turtles using that line when they slaughtered my family.” The cold, hard stare of the mysterious rabbit on the bike caused the lead turtle to become nervous.
“Identify yourself, or surrender immediately. We will shoot.”
The rabbit pulled back the hood of a long cloak, revealing her face. A svelte, thin, grey-furred rabbit with long black hair appeared from under the cloak.
“My name is Coppertop. Surrender? Now, let me think.” Her green eyes rolled upward as if deciding, but then she rested her gaze on the lead officer. With a piercing stare and a cold smile, she spun a black blaster from a holster and pulled the trigger without batting an eye.
“Yaaarrrgggh!” The turtle pitched backwards off the hover-bike and his helmet went spinning into the night. Coppertop flicked her wrist and pulled the trigger. A stream of white-hot blaster bolts peppered the turtle on the right.
“Darn, his armour ablated most of the shots. Still, I can take these guys on, no problem.”
The left-side turtle and the rear terrapins broke off for a run. The remaining turtle that Copper had moments before lit up was speeding towards her.
“Has a death wish, does he? Fine, I’ll grant it.” Her face set, she leant forward and gunned the bike. It shot forward on a collision course towards the turtle.
“Yaylaho!” Copper bellowed her cry to the now heavy rain, and, swinging the bike sideways, launched a double-handed strike on the turtle.
WHAM! She caught him in the face with the butt of her blaster and came around for another pass. The turtle, now helmetless and with blood pouring freely from his nose, brought out a blaster with automatic reload. They circled each other, shots flying from their guns. The turtle didn’t have to change the clips in his gun, unlike Coppertop, and she soon found herself with a disadvantage.
“Blast! The other turtles are closing in!” Arranged in formation, the bikes sped straight on an intercept course. Knowing she had a disadvantage up in the air, Coppertop nosed the bike down through a sharp, narrow valley and hit the turbo.

“Kaz, what is it?” defalcon rubbed sleep from his eyes. They had been in hyperspace for over 20 hours without emerging and most of the time had been dozing.
“We’ve been pulled out of hyperspace! We’re caught in an ambush!” The red bird had an ammo belt strung across his chest and was running through the corridor.
“What? Where exactly are we?”
“Just outside the entry vector for the Diamondus system. We have multiple contacts closing in.” Elfatine appeared, grabbed the two and dragged them to the bridge. Still trying to clear his head, defalcon pinched himself multiple times.
“What is it? How did they know we were here?”
Elfatine frowned. “I don’t think they did. Look out there.” He pointed to the viewscreen, where there were 5 ships exchanging fire.
“Right. They put the gravity-well projectors here to ambush someone else, and we got caught as well.” defalcon peered at the data-monitors. “Looks like they’ve spotted us. One of the ships has broken off and they’re firing at us.”
“All stations, evasive now!” Elfatine began to key in commands. A ship like the Ralvient required large amounts of power, and due to its size did not mauver extremely quickly. Moments later, a tremor rocked the bridge and the lights began to flash.
“We’ve lost a generator. Emergency power failing! We can’t-” The voice cut off as his monitor exploded in his face. defalcon and Kaz ran to the docking bay.
“Launch fighters! Alpha squadron, lead in a run on the ships shield generators. Nova Team, cover them while they head in! Move out!”
“Computer, give me a read-out of the battle.” Kaz glanced over out the cockpit at the other fighters. One squadron had already begun to move out. Kaz keyed his comm.
“Okay Alpha Squadron, this is the plan. One-flight is going to make a run through their fighter screen and pop ‘em with missiles. I want Two-flight to assault the nearest ship with torpedos, and then follow up with strafing runs. One-flight will join you shortly. Three-flight, you’re covering our rear from fighters. Got it? Move out.”
defalcon gently eased his fighter from the docking clamps and punched up a burn. The J-3005 series of Carrotian fighter-craft were he newest model before the takeover and came equipped with standard armament 8 torpedos or missiles, and had two twin-blasters as an energy weapon. They also came equipped with a hyperspace drive, which made them increasingly popular for solo mercenaries and questers.
“Alpha-lead, do we engage targets?”
Kaz flicked down the blast-screen on his helmet. “Negative. Do not engage until we’re fully clear of the Ralvient. Repeat, do not engage.”
“Aw come on lead, you’re spoiling the fun.” Kaz gave a disgruntled smile as defalcon dipped the wing of his craft in a mock salute.
“defalcon, I have a very clear shot of your engines, you don’t mind if I clip one of them for practice do you?”
“Point taken. Alpha-two pulling back.” defalcon slowly lowered his throttle, which was set a fast-burn, until he was flying even with Kaz. “Still, look at that craft there. Just gotta sip in behind him, power the cannons…”
“Don’t even think about it.” Out of annoyance, Kaz glanced at the indicated craft. It was flying straight, and the pilot didn’t even bother jerking the controls for evasive. Peering closely at the craft, he punched up the computer and had it give him the flight record of the ship.
This particular ship was not heading for the fighters.
“Lead, I think that ship’s heading for the Ralvient!”
“Yeah. According to my computer’s data, that there’s a special model of ship, the computer identifies it as the Nefirt. It carries extremely powerful warheads and has a high-powered energy-beam as a primary weapon. It couldn’t take the Ralvient out, but it could easily cripple the engines or take out the shields.
“My thoughts exactly. Yulif, break off from the flight and take it out now. defalcon, you be Yulif’s wingman for a while, and I’ll take the rest of the flight and head after the other ships.

ooh... space fight... where have I seen this before? =D

Continue please!

Okay, Kaz nagged me to post this chapter cause he was bored. It's a little short but then again, all my chapters are.
Enjoy.

Chapter 13: The Meeting of Warriors
“Okay defalcon, we gotta draw that ship’s attention so the the pilot will break away from the Ralvient.”
“Don’t worrk Yulif,” defalcon glanced into his HUD and keyed in a command. “I’m way ahead of you there.” He quickly dropped his aiming recticle over the starboard wing of the powerful craft. “That thing’s not going to get anywhere near the Ralvient. Computer, switch to hydra missiles. Target already acquired.”
“Remember we don’t want to blow this thing up. It’s too close to the other ships.”
“Acknowledged.” defalcon set his comm.-link to an open channel and directed it to the Nefirt. Keying the comm., defalcon pulled the trigger.
“Hey buddy, dodge this!”
SHIWP! A pair of thin, streamlined missiles sped towards the ship. The blue-headed projectiles were extremely fast and had no problems catching the ship.
“Okay defalcon,” Yulif yelled with a whoop, “That got his attention!”
The ship had corkscrewed to port in order to avoid the deadly warheads, but in doing so it had also brought it’s line of flight towards the planet Diamondus.
“Okay, herd it towards the planet! Get it as far away from the battle as possible!” Yulif checked his HUD. The ship could not head for the Ralvient without coming through the crosshairs of either him or defalcon. With an upwards yank of the control stick, Yulif brought up his missile targeting system.
“With luck that thing will have a missile-lock warning system.”
“The ship’s juking,” called defalcon. “Warning system confirmed.” The missile-lock warning system is a device that alerts pilots with a flashing light and beeping whenever the ship is targeted by an acquisition system. But in this case Yulif and defalcon could use the system by herding the ship with their targeting systems.
“Okay, we have that ship running. He’s at full power!” Yulif laughed. The ship was heading right where they wanted it to. “just a little further and-“
WHAM! A barrage of laserfire hammered Yulif’s shields. Yulif cursed out loud and dove beneath the line of fire.
“I have a little problem here defalcon, I got a ship on my tail! He must’ve slipped past Kaz and the others! I can deal with him, but I’ll have to-ugh! Break away! Get rid of that ship, I’ll be with you in a moment!”
“Acknowledged Yulif. defalcon out.”

“Urg! What does it take to get rid of you?” Coppertop went full speed through the narrow canyon, coughing as dust, dirt and all manner of beetles swung by her face. “Looks like they want to do it the hard way.” Levelling out, she sped straight forward as a pursuing turtle began to close the gap. Without warning, she suddenly slammed the breaks and the bike went from full speed to ¼ power in a matter of seconds.
“Hey what the!” SWISH! Coppertop again zoomed full power straight at the confused turtle and took him out with a deft slice of her razor-sharp sword. As the other turtles looked on in horror, Coppertop whipped out her blaster and spun around on the bike. Wavy black hair flying out behind her, she snapped off some quick shots at the turtles, all but eliminating the threat.
All but one lone officer.
As the powerful bolts sped at him, the turtle acted on his wits and deftly activated his personal shield. Out of the armour on his left arm sprang a polished spiral-shield. The shield deflected all the shots, leaving the turtle unharmed.
“Drats, didn’t get him! Totalled the shield though.” The turtle, triumph riding freely on his face having survived, nearly died of shock as the shield suddenly shattered.
“Just you and me now, turtle. No shield to protect you. How does that make you feel?”
The turtle gulped but played it calmly. “Pretty good, rodent. Looks like I’ll be having some meat tonight.”
“We’ll soon find out!” Coppertop launched the bike forward, whipping out her blaster. Deftly avoiding enemy fire, she switched the settings dial.
Maximum power.
“What’s the matter fur-ball? Gun not working?” The turtle sneered at Copper as his shots grazed her sides and clipped her ear. Enraged, her return fire was not as accurate.
“Enough of this! I’m through with playing!” She put away her blaster and with a roar of fury slammed on the afterburners. The turtle screamed at the sight of the mad rabbit heading towards him when she suddenly left sideways of the bike.
“Yaarrgh! Noo….what the? She jumped!”

“Just a few more minutes and I have you…” Through an eyeful of sweat, defalcon closed in on the enemy ship. Slowly his near misses became more accurate. Finally, he got in close enough to block the fighter.
“Heheh. Boxed in and nowhere to go. Fire!” The enemy ship was peppered with small missiles which ripped the fuselage into pieces. The ship tumbled out of control and spiralled towards the planet. But in the pilot’s dying moments, he managed to fire off a missile at defalcon’s ship.
WHAM! “Argh! Going towards the planet! Gotta…pull up…dang, I’m too late…”

Unknown to the turtle, Coppertop had not committed an act of suicide. She had grabbed the bottom of the bike and had used the mystic powers of her sword to shield herself in an invisible shroud. The bike, seemingly under no control, had stopped and hovered.
“Yes, she’s gone. How amusing. Die rather than be taken.” The turtle pulled up alongside the bike and examined it. Still without a scratch. Pausing to catch his breath, he let out a sight of relief.
“Taaaaaaaaake………thiiiiiiissssssss!!!!!!!!! ” SWING! Coppertop leapt up and in mid air had done a full twist of her body. The sword sheared through the turtles bike and upper torso, and as he fell through the misty canyon, Coppertop could not help but feel satisfaction.
“Yes, good. All gone. But what’s that sound? Burning?” Copper sniffed the air and looked up in horror as a flaming ball of fire headed straight in her direction.

Yay and stuff.

Yes. 2 months after the last continuation. I finally thought of something. Yay and stuff.

Chapter 14: Warrior’s Duel
The fighter spun out of control as defalcon’s craft careened through the atmosphere. The entire cockpit was blanketed in a curtain of thick black smoke, and as the fighter’s descent became faster, the heat level became more and more intense. Struggling to keep it under control, defalcon gave the joystick a desperate jerk.
SNAP! The entire joystick came clean off, leaving defalcon looking more than worried.
“Oh cr…”

Panting, Coppertop pulled herself up off the bike and collapsed onto the cool Diamondus grass and flopping over, looked towards the night sky.
“What? What in the world is that?” She sat upright and watched as a small, fast streak of orange light became bigger and brighter.
“I think it’s…it’s gonna crash!” Filled with a surge of extra energy, she hauled her long legs and sped away from the edge of the ravine.
FWOOOOOOOM! There was a rush of hot air and an earth-shattering roar knocked Copper off-balance. Looking backwards, she saw the smouldering ruins of a spacecraft, crumpled right where she was just situated. Studying the wreck, she saw the cockpit canopy begin to move and open.

“Darn it, open you…stupid…thing…ugh!” With a grunt defalcon managed to pry open the canopy-seal and slowly eased open the now blackened window. Gingerly avoiding the smouldering-hot metal of the ships exterior, he leaped out onto the grass and knocked over a rabbit in a cloak, who had come to take a look at the ruin of his trusty spacecraft.
“Oof! Ouch, what do you think you’re doing?” defalcon painfully climbed to his feet and offered the rabbit a paw.
“Thanks, but no thanks, you jerk!” The rabbit grabbed his extended arm and flipped him over, before swiftly flipping into an upright fighting stance 2 metres away.
“You trying to kill me, crash a fighter where I’m sitting down, and then try to disembowel me by jumping on me? Who do you think you are?”
defalcon blinked, astonished at the boldness of the rabbit. “Look, I didn’t mean to crash the fighter at all, much less onto somebody. And as for the disembowelment, I didn’t exactly see you with this helmet on.” He removed his helmet and tossed it into the ravine, a clunking noise echoed as it hit the side of the cliff.
“Maybe, but you’re pretty well armed for somebody who’s trying to make friends.”
“defalcon you idiot, the swords and blasters are a little **** obvious aren’t they.” Coughing, defalcon tried to explain that he always carried them, and he didn’t exactly draw his blaster. The rabbit got more annoyed and whipped out a blaster from under the cloak.

“Bring it on, I’ve had a bad, bad day but I’m sure I can deal with the likes of a no-mannered rabbit like you.” Coppertop was mad, and upon seeing the surprised look on the rabbit’s face, she dashed forward and kneed him in the gut.
“Oof!” Air rushed out from his mouth as she drove her kneecap into his stomach. Giving him no chance to recover, she spun around and with a leap round-housed him in the face. He went flying, and she rushed at him with her blaster flying behind her.

“Uh!” defalcon flipped backwards and was up on his feet an instant after being kicked in the face. The rabbit was moving too fast to stop, and ploughed into defalcon’s fist face-first.
“Ah!” The rabbit spun to the left, disorientated, and defalcon leapt backwards to catch his breath. The rabbit turned again to face him, face concealed by the cloak that covered his entire body. defalcon had made the assumption that the rabbit was male, based on the hard blow to the face he had been delivered. The rabbit took up another stance before saying, “Okay enough fooling around. Time to end this.” He drew a sword from under his cloak, an elegant blade with a finely crafted handed, ornate almost. The polished weapon reflected the moonlight, giving it an eerie glow.
“Well,” defalcon shifted into a stance, “Ready when you are. Yaaahhh!!!!!”

The rabbit yelled and as he did, an aura of blue energy began to rapidly build around him. Arcs of electricity came flew out, as he continued the force of the energy knocked Coppertop backwards.
“Wha? What are you doing? There’s no way…” She tightly gripped her sword as the rabbit smiled, the aura beginning to fade.
“I just powered up. Just thought I’d warn you.” A split-second later, Coppertop was tasting the heel of his boot in her face.
“Ugh! Take this!” She leapt backwards and twirled in the air, bringing her sword forward. She flew at his, rushing along the ground and kicked at his head. The rabbit blocked with one arm and appeared above her faster than her eye could follow. He brought his hands down in a double axe-handle, but she flipped away before he made contact and side-kicked him in the chest. As he recovered from the blow, she delivered a blur of punches. Most didn’t make contact, but a lucky uppercut staggered him and caught him in the jaw. They both leapt backwards and the rabbit smiled.
“Not bad rabbit, not bad.”


Not exactly breathtaking, but hey, I posted didn't I?