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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 12 2011, 01:46 PM (66 Views) | |
| Seenter | Apr 12 2011, 01:46 PM Post #1 |
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A large insect barely missed striking the young man as he ran through the forest. Several of the bugs like creatures had been chasing the man for some time, each one intent on putting the hurt on him. He was too close to their nest, and they had the job of protecting the nest from threats. Chris did a quick side kick to the left, barely avoiding one of the Buzzwings that tried to sting him. Almost as soon as he landed he jumped again, this time flipping backwards as two of the creatures tried to aim for his torso. To the casual observer Chris seemed to be moving inhumanly well, jumping high and doing movements that would put the Olympics to shame. Landing on his feet, Chris looked at the swarm of bugs that wanted him gone, one way or another. His right hand stayed at his side, his fingers moving subtly as he watched carefully. Normally these kinds of stunts would be impossible for someone like him, even if he was a skilled hunter. However he had learned from his parents a neat trick that boosted his performance in battle. Five of the creatures darted at him with the intent of driving him away. Chris braced his back foot for a moment, and then leapt forward right in the middle of the small swarm. With a small finger movement a small platform of water launched him up like a spring, with the water sticking to his shoe like glue. He moved right between three of the creatures, obviously surprising them and getting past their attacks. He landed before the bigger swarm, and began to wonder why he took this job. A bridge that was closed down due to high rains wanted to be open by the Nuran government. It was a good sized bridge and very steady, providing a good shortcut for many of the smaller villages. Unfortunately during the rains a colony of Buzzwings had set up shop on one side of the bridge, nestled in one of the trees close to the road. The loud noise from those passing had riled the bugs into attacking people, and thus the bridge was deemed no longer safe. So the government decided to hire a local in order to take the job. Chris was picked. A quick dodge to the right brought Chris back to reality, as many of the creatures were now attacking at once. They moved in such a way that they had Chris surrounded on all sides, leaving Chris with no escape. Chris spun in a quick circle trying to find a way out, the water from his water skin spilling on the ground. But the creatures even covered the air above him, keeping him from even jumping straight up to escape. With one loud ‘buzz’ they swooped in, stingers poised to strike. A slight smile appeared on Chris’s lips, as he moved his right hand straight up. The drops of water that fell on the ground instantly jutted up from the grass, creating miniature spikes of water. They shot up like rockets towards the sky, creating a dome of needles that covered Chris as they gathered in a large pool above his head. All the Buzzwings that almost reached their target were stopped by the barrage of needles, either having their bodies or their wings severed upon impact. The second wave was coming in fast, after waiting for the barrage of needles to finish. Chris brought his right hand straight down. The glob of water that hung over his head shot straight down and covered his body. With a swift movement of his right and left hands the water turned into several tiny needles of ice jutting from his skin. The second wave met the wall of needles with the same success as the first wave, many of the Buzzwings being stuck in the porcupine like coat. A swift movement of his left hand returned the ice to its liquid state. His right hand moved the water to ‘shake off’ the remains of the Buzzwings and parts. Those that were still alive couldn’t move well because of the lack of wings or other necessary body parts. Chris let out a big sigh of relief as he stepped out of the ring of fallen insects. He was not getting paid enough for this kind of work. And those were just the guards; he still had the nest itself to take care of. |
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