1 (edited by Masterchief Sunday, August 24, 2008 5:53 am)

Topic: The Hunt - Creative

Quaas looked around. He carefully looked around to see if she was still there. She was dangerous, the hunter that had killed his wife and son years ago........

She must die...........

Quaas checked his blaster ammo. It read.

AMMO: 96%
Capacity: 6 rounds per firing spree.

He was safe............

For now

He checked again. She had a sniper poised at his head. He shuddered to think what she'd do with his head.
She was a famous collector that murdered animals and other people for glory and treasure. Quaas had learnt about her head collection in her base, The Revix. He should attack. He should, but somehow he couldn't.

Their was history he didn't want to discuss about, no matter how painful it was.

Quaas felt a bead of sweat break out on his forehead. He was scared.

He knew what she was really like. Vicious, cruel, torturing.

He turned round only to be met with a beam of sniper fire. Then another following it. Quaas felt angry. He wasn't going to let this Bounty Hunter best him.

He turned round and fired several shots at her. She dodged them easily. Bantha Poodoo! he thought, cursing under his breath. He jumped out and couldn't see her. Where the heck was she? He reloaded his blaster pistol....

And turned.

That was his mistake...............................

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She fired at him. he dodged it, but how long could he continue doing that?

" Die! No-one can best me, slime! " she shrieked. She then switched to her Blaster pistol and fired four shots at him. Two missed but the other couple bounced into his armour. Mark X. It should hold........

He switched to a concussion grenade and hit her in the head with it. She cursed and spat at him.

he then decided to actuallt throw it at her. He could risk himself being knocked unconcious but he was too blood-thirsty for vengence just now. He unclipped the stopper and threw it at her. Three seconds, he thought. Come on! That's all I need!

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Quaas dragged her back to her base. She was unconcious for over two hours now. He had taken her weapons and took them. She deserves it though, Quaas thought.

He dropped her at Revix and walked back to his Transport vessell.

He had shown her the way of forgiveness...............................

You're foolish words can never hurt me

Re: The Hunt - Creative

That looks good. Can we hear i bit more?

"My luck ranges from barely tolerable to cataclysmic"

Re: The Hunt - Creative

Hm.  That was quite an improvement on some of your other stories green.  I have to say I enjoyed it.  Your writing style definitely has matured a bit more.

[i]Like I told your captain, the orphange attacked me.  It was self-defense.[/i]  -Richard the Warlock  [url]http://archive.lfgcomic.com/lfg0002.gif[/url]

Re: The Hunt - Creative

Thank you Sev.

Hmmm, I am not THAT good at Creatives. I just do what I can do.... wink tongue

You're foolish words can never hurt me

Re: The Hunt - Creative

With practice you will get better.  And don't say you're not good.  Getting that mentality will eventually make yourself believe it.  Positive reinforcement can be good for a change.

[i]Like I told your captain, the orphange attacked me.  It was self-defense.[/i]  -Richard the Warlock  [url]http://archive.lfgcomic.com/lfg0002.gif[/url]

Re: The Hunt - Creative

Oh, I am good at doing them. Just not ALL the time. tongue smile

And " for a change " is saying I'm not believing in myself. I do. big_smile

You're foolish words can never hurt me