comedianmasta
Ace Trainer
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Chapter 19
Escape
Another Wargler fell as some of its limbs blew off from the shotgun blast. Sergeant McCoy pumped another round in the chamber as he turned to face another threat. He backed up a few steps and bumped into the back of another marine. He looked around, they were surrounded.
As they had lost marines in the fighting, the Gilgathons seemed to just try to beat them up, rip them apart, and tear at them with their hands over shooting them. Now they had them surrounded, jaws snapping eagerly.
“We’re surrounded!” said one of the marines.
“Hold steady, marines!” yelled Sergeant McCoy, “We got to by them time. We got to blow these lizard bastards back to the gates of hell!”
Then an explosion was heard, and a large blue light shot out of the top of the temple and into the sky. Sergeant McCoy tried to watch it, but it seemed to just keep going into the sky, right into space.
“W-what was that?” asked one of the marines in a heavy Jamaican accent.
“Hopefully,” said Sergeant McCoy, “A cry for surrender.”
One of the marines fired a burst into the head of a Drone, and McCoy took that chance to shoot another Drone in the gut, causing him to hunch over and fall to the ground. The Drones continued to close in, snarling and roaring at the marines.
Then, a large explosion shook the ground. Many of the Gilgathons fell to the ground, and the marines started loosing their balance, too.
“What is that?” yelled one of the marines.
“It’s them,” yelled sergeant McCoy, “They did it!”
Then the earth around them started to crack, crevices opened up as Gilgathons fell in. Sergeant McCoy caught a glimpse of the temple collapsing then he was knocked to his feet. He hit the ground hard, and he lost the cigar in his mouth.
Ruben held on tight has the creature weaved through the cavern. Only when the first signs of light shown through an opening at the end of the cavern did he look forward where the creature was going. A screech was heard, then the flying Gilgathon passed the exit and flew into the open sky.
Ruben felt a hand grab him as Biozard yelled, “Now, before he gets too high.”
Ruben caught a glimpse of Frank digging a grenade into the beast before his lifeline was cut and Ruben fell with Elrond through the sky. On his way down he watched as the others one by one jumped off the creature and down toward the ground. Ruben looked toward the temple, now looming off to his side.
A blue light broke free of the roof and shot into the sky. Before Ruben could think what it was the Gilgathon Bird exploded, leaving a cloud of guts in the air. It barely stunned Ruben, as he stared blankly into the sky mouthing the word “no”.
Then Ruben hit the ground and rolled, hard. It knocked the wind clear out of him, but he didn’t care. He just took a deep breath and rose to his knees. The others laid around him, even Rebuz, who already was making his way to his feet, standing and staring at the temple. Ruben rose to his feet, needing to gasp another breath of air to get his lungs working right again. His body ached and he felt uneasy but he made his way over next to Rebuz in time to feel the rumble.
He stared on as the temple seemed to wobble, then it fell in upon itself. Ruben felt his eyes well up as dust covered the area, and the temple disappeared.
“No,” he whispered, his voice noticeable horse.
Rebuz opened his visor, again, and stared at the remains of the temple. Soon, Ruben shook out of his shock long enough to notice the others. Frank and Clara cheered and danced and embraced while Leroy whimpered to himself, mumbling about how they weren’t safe from the “monsters”.
Ruben shook his head, as he felt Rebuz’s hand on his shoulder. Ruben turned, looking into Rebuz’s eyes.
“Your father,” said Rebuz, “Was as worthy a Zul’ Nugul as any Elvidion alive. I owe my life to him.”
Ruben nodded, but Rebuz continued.
“If anyone ever deserved a spot in the kingdom of God, your father was one. Do not mourn his death, but rejoice in our victory.”
Rebuz turned and yelled something in Elvidion to Biozard and Elrond, who began cheering and dancing around. Rebuz held out his hand, and a smirk came across his Elvidion face. Ruben sighed, and thought about what Rebuz said. Ruben smiled a bit. I guess he’s right, he thought.
“Now, we part,” said Rebuz, turning back to the humans.
“What?” asked Clara.
“I must, I will inform the Protice of our victory.”
“Will we ever see you guys again?” asked Ruben.
Rebuz turned toward him, then lowered his visor and began to walk away. Ruben just watched them as the Elvidions walked away, into the sunrise. He didn’t even notice Clara pulling out her radio and calling Dex.
“Dex, Dex, this is Sergeant Styx. We need immediate evac, STAT! We have suffered losses and we have wounded, over.”
“Clara, what happened? Did you do it? I’m sending any L.R.V.s immediately. Send off an emergency beacon immediately. Do you have one? What happened?”
Ruben was checking his gun when Frank approached him. Frank knelt next to Ruben and almost whispered to him.
“Ruben, I wanted to check out the courtyard. You know, to check on the others. I’m going to need someone to walk out of here with. I can’t go with your friends, you know.”
“Sure, Frank,” said Ruben.
When they reached the cliff overlooking the courtyard, all they saw was carnage. Smoke still created a fog like atmosphere over the piles of dead bodies and rubble. Temple remains were scattered across the place, and nothing seemed to be living.
Frank was the first to lower himself down into the courtyard, walking over dead and mangled Gilgathon bodies. Ruben followed him, covering his nose from the horrid stench of dead Gilgathons. Frank also had no problem running on top of the dead bodies, frantically searching for any human bodies. Finally they found the only remains they could. An arm and a burnt Battle Rifle.
Frank shook his head and sighed. Ruben just was silent.
“Well, I guess he went down the way he always wanted to,” said Frank, “Fighting. He died with his boots on.”
“Yeah,” said Ruben, “He was a stubborn old coot, wasn’t he?”
“Yeah,” said Frank, and he rose, looking around, “It feels wrong leaving him here, like it’s his grave. Ya know?”
Then something reached out and grabbed Frank’s arm. Frank yelped and spun around, Ruben stood stiff, reaching for his gun.
“You… better not leave me here… ass hole…” said a deep voice between grunts of pain.
“Sarge!” yelled Frank.
“Yeah, who do you think? The damn Easter bunny? Now get me out of here”
Sergeant McCoy was waist deep in Gilgathon corpses. He had managed to push a couple off him and he saw Frank and Ruben. When they had helped him out, he stood and stretched, looking around.
“Ah-ha! We did it. We showed those alien bastards who runs this damn show, Marine style. Who-raw!” he said, surveying the destruction.
Frank flipped on a small beacon on his belt and turned to the Sergeant.
“So,” said Sergeant McCoy, “How did it go? Were those Elves guys impressed?”
“It was okay, I guess,” answered Ruben, “Terkins got injured, and…”
Ruben then looked toward the temple, a frown formed on his face.
“And the Captain?” asked McCoy, “How’s your ol’ man?”
Ruben didn’t answer; he just kept staring at the temple ruins. Sergeant McCoy put his arm around Ruben, and he stared at the ruins himself.
“I’m… I’m sorry, kid. Your father was a good man. A better leader? There was none. A lot of marines would give their socks to be just like him,” said Sergeant McCoy, then he turned Ruben to look him directly in the eye and said, “A lot of soldiers, a lot of people, possibly the whole human race owes their lives to him.”
Ruben said nothing, just watched the temple as smoke rose from it. In the distance a pillar of green light flashed across the sky. Ruben wondered what it could have been. But before he had time to react five L.E.W. drop ships flew over his head and circled above. The drop pods of two of them let out a crew of Marines who scanned the area while the other three ships landed, allowing their full crew to be let out and search the place.
Ruben couldn’t help but smile a bit. It was over, the nightmare was over. They had done it. They had saved Warswick. They had stopped the Gilgathons. They had WON.
I mean, thought Ruben, what else could go wrong?
And that passion ends the book!!!! AH! It's done, aren't you excited? I know, cheesey alst line, but what can I say? Well, I thnk you for reading this, if you're reading this then obviously you've read the book this far. I bid you farewell, and I hope tht you have time to check out Cleansing Warswick's Sequal comming soon. Cleansing Silver Nava IV is more action packed, longer, and opens up a new realm of knowledge of my world not seen in this book. Well, stay tuned, and God Bless!
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