Short story here, thought I should write a quick one for the way of it. If anyone catches any interest I might write more, but heck no point in writing if no one's going to read your work.

Crashing down trees and blown creatures aside, five Zaiboc guymelefs hastily pursued their targets ruthlessly trying to hunt them down. But as it seemed as though they had succeeded in losing their trail, the mechanical giants hatched out their arms and spread open their feet to come down onto a crashing halt. Looking around a bit just encased, the guymelefs hatched open their cockpits to reveal themselves from inside.

“What do we know, we can’t find those guys.” Whined one of the pilots almost panicking.

“Calm down we have though.” Snapped a more edgy pilot. “Those guys have been harassing our mining facilities for two weeks and now they’ve stealing three of our own guymelefs, that’s already considered a huge blow from just three guys, anymore would be considered an incredible amount of damage.”

“Well what will we do then?” Quivered the pilot that spoke first.

“I’d suggest by minding all your guymelefs have cloaking devices.” Suggested someone else that was not among them.

Before any of them could react properly, a guymelef arm stretched out from what was like a different dimension and latched out from its fists three solid tentacles that stretched forward at the group. Only just latching back down his cockpit, the Zaiboc guymelef was screwed directly into where the pilot was located and gave out a whirling screech as the solid liquid tentacles tore him apart inside his guymelef.

As the Zaibocs tried to react quickly into action, only three of them placed on their cloaking devices as a reaction, but one them formed a sword over his fist a lunged at the attacking guymelef shrouded in. Before the Zaiboc guymelef could lift his sword for a killing blow, seeing as the attacking guymelef hadn’t pulled back his liquid weapon in time, another guymelef arm appeared out from the lurking trees, that didn’t belong to any of the two and slashed across the lunging guymelef’s chest, slashing him in half.

While the remaining three Zaibocs tried to scatter into hiding places to move from the position they were in, one of them was quickly stab from behind and skewed with a sword tip sticking out from his chest. Sliding the sword back out, the assailant shrunk back into darkness so that none of the Zaiboc’s could avenge their fallen comrade.

Feeling somewhat reluctant now that his stealth cloak was up, the Zaiboc soldier had no idea of what to do. Three of them were brought down just like that from what he assumed was a carefully planned move from their assailants, after all that all worked so well, coming out when they were vulnerable and then just when they thought he was vulnerable appear with another stolen guymelef that countered their attack and seeing if the attack worked or not appear with another one of them from behind. What else were these people capable of doing.

Just as the Zaiboc struggled to control himself, he heard from right infront of him. “I can hear your breaths you know?”

Giving no chance for the Zaiboc to acknowledge that, one of the assailants sprung out from the shadows and thrusted his sword into his guymelef torso, leaving no chance for the helpless Zaiboc.

When the fourth of them had fallen, the fifth one decided to take his chances and jumped out of hiding, his curling his body up off the ground into flight mode and tried to make a run for it. Suspecting he would do that, one of assailants had been standing in the way back to his main base and held out his guymelef arm that shoot out a fire of withering tentacles that speared the guymelef into the ground.

That being all of them, the triumphant ambushers walked out from hiding pulling aside their stealth cloak devices and gathered around together. Hatching open his guymelef, a blond hair and somewhat tall fellow wearing what could only be described as a noble Asturia hat spoke. “Well that was uninteresting, but at least that gets rid of our pursuers and we’re off free.”

Opening up his guymelef chest after him, this pilot revealed to be below average height and was horrible scarred but atleast not disfigured, still able to hold his looks and having a full crop of brown hair. “Yeah, but I wish they sent more after us or atleast more challenging ones, I always like to get a good scratch from my fights.”

The third one who opened up, looked just like the second, but had a lot less scars and a long fringe on his face. “We would’ve had a problem if there were more, the plan we had directly relied upon less than five enemies.”

“It doesn’t matter, we have what we came for, we needed the guymelefs after all to transport the stolen cargo so let’s get moving!” ordered the first one.