Post by Space Pirate Zima on Jun 16, 2017 2:59:28 GMT
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Slug Race
Slug Race
Before Zima could achieve his body, he had to go through a memory flashback. This particular memory involves the twenty years of slavery that him and his father brought to the planet.
Planet Cristal
Lord Chillz
Year One
Zima and his father Chillz were on a grand mothership and the owner of it was Chillz. Chillz stood within the interior of the mothership with his arms folded across his chest and staring outside the window and watching the planet Cristal from afar. Zima walking to Chillz from behind and also looking at the planet with his father.
”Father, what planet is that?”
”Planet Cristal Zima… this will be your.. our new home..”
Zima placing his hand to his chin as he then turned to look at his father.
”Does that mean we aren't going back to Planet Arcose?”
”Unfortunately not my son.. we have to live far away from Planet Arcose.. we are renegades to the empire.. something they won't be discovering…”
Zima having both his hands behind his head and only being ten years of age. He began scratching it lightly as he was curious about the planet.
”Who lives on this planet? Other renegade arcosians like us?”
”They are known as the slug species.. they are weaker than the humans on Earth… and there population is low. this species as a whole is very intelligent.. even beyond our mind sets.. they have built underwater civilizations…”
The ship arriving at the main docks of the planet, as his father, himself, and his henchmen getting off the ship. The five of them total, as the emperor of the whole planet greets them.
”Lord Chillz what an honor to meet you once more! And this must be Zima! Your father has told me great things about you..”
”My father said we will be living here with you guys!”
The emperor of the whole planet’s face turned to a more serious one as his two personal bodyguards stepped forward.
”What exactly does your son mean by that Lord Chillz?”
”We have history Slime.. and this is why I'm going to be offering you a deal… Take all of your ships and evacuate this planet”
The atmosphere had changed to tension and now one hundred of the slug species warriors surrounded the five of them.
”Breaking a treaty that we have with the Arcosian Empire? Are you insane?!Who put you up to this? If I were you Chillz, I would leave now before I have you arrested…”
”You know, for a species like yourself to not understand that you are inferior to us Arcosians in means of strength begs the question if your species as a whole is even smart enough to comprehend the circumstances that you are in..”
The emperor began to chuckle immensely as the growing number of warriors continued to grow. What was once one hundred, is now five hundred.
”There’s only five of you…”
Chillz had sigh, as a ki barrier forms all around the five of them. A large energy emits under the feet of the five hundred of them.
”I guess your race is just another myth…”
The explosion occurring, ending the lives of all five hundred of them. The rest of the slug species on the docks doesn't move an inch.
”I want you all to broadcast this message to your whole entire planet.. no one will be leaving, and you all will become slaves…”
The world wide message was given within minutes on the whole entire planet. Within a few hours, more of Chillz army arrived on ship, and the total count were two thousand men. Within a 24 hour period, all ships were destroyed and the whole race were placed in pits and jail like settings with the population significantly decreasing. From 20,000 to 10,000. The 10,000 that remained became the slaves and obeyed obediently to any order.
Now sitting upon the throne of the once emperor of Planet Cristal, Lord Chillz two thousand army men stand guard and protecting the underwater grand castle. Zima sitting on a much tinier version of the throne chair right next to his father.
”Father, why did we have to kill half this planet's forces and have the rest become slaves?”
”We have proven that we can eliminate their emperor along with half their forces with only a small percentage of manpower.. they will grow to fear us… more importantly they won't plan a rebellion against us..”
”I didn't even have to enter any of my forms as did you father…why conquer a weak civilization? What could they provide us if someone were to conquer this planet from us?”
His father had chuckled in amazement as he shifted his eyes to his son.
”You are very smart my son..however, it's not the manpower we seek… if we were invaded… I could handle it… the reason why we need slaves because this planet in particular carries rare crystals that we can sale to other planets for tons of profit.. which would lead to better ships and allied forces and furthermore, more soldiers to build our army that are strong… it's one of the main reasons I chose this planet to be our home..”
Year one was definitely the starting point of this twenty years slavery journey, yet it wasn't an easy road for both sides. The purple slug army sat on the floors of a church. The room completely empty with every member chained against the wall and all ten thousand of them bunched up side by side. One of the purple slugs spoke up as he grew tired of the predicament.
”Just what the hell are we doing here and not going out there to fighting back?”
The Commander of the purple slugs had his hands folded together as he sat upright against the floor.
”Half our population was cut down and you expect us to fight a losing battle?”
The slug who spoke, held back his words as he knew very well that they didn't have a chance. Another slug spoke up and looked towards the commander.
”Commander.. you are the one that lead us for years through evading wars and situations like this through negotiations… why not try doing it now?”
The commander looking to this slug and sighed to himself.
”Arcosians.. specially Lord Chillz won't go for negotiations…”
The slugs started to become loud and angry. Showing their disgust towards the commander in not even trying. With one booming voice exiting the commander’s lips. The room turned to silence once more.
”Fine I will try..”
About that time, footsteps could be heard walking by and coming to an abrupt halt. The doors to the church open, and two guards walking in. One of the guards spoke up.
”Alright prisoners.. it's time for your meals..”
The commander rising to his feet as the two guards looking to him.
”I wish to speak to Lord Chillz…”
”Lord Chillz is a busy man. He doesn't have time for you..”
”I will forfeit my meal for the whole day to speak with him for a few minutes..”
”Alright.. deal.. now let's go..”
The guard walking over to the commander and unlocking his wall chain. The guard bringing him to two other guards who escort him to Lord Chillz. The doors opening to where Lord Chillz is currently present at, on his throne chair.
”What is this? I didn't request to see you?”
”My lord, he wishes to give up a day's meal in order to speak with you for a few minutes..”
”Very noble of you.. alright come over here and kneel before me.. you two can wait outside..”
The guards nodding as the commander walks over to Chillz and kneels before him.
”My Lord, I wish to negotiate a possible deal with you… you have us work as soldiers for your army instead as slaves.. and you can even go with Space Knutts prison system.. placing Ki bombs in our bodies to ensure no betrayal happens..”
”Alright, you have yourself a deal, however, you are currently down to 10,000 of you.. I will cut half of you down and the rest will get to live including yourself.. If you refuse this offer, then our conversation is over..”
”May I speak with my men first before I agree?”
Chillz nodding, as the commander is escorted back to his base. Zima coming out from the shadows after hearing the whole conversation.
”Father.. why would you agree to that? Giving them their freedom to work as soldiers among our rank and army?”
”If you know anything about Space Knutts Prison my son, you know that those ki bombs can't be removed easily.. plus, I already have a plan in mind just in case they remove it.. also, cutting their forces down to half.. I'm pretty sure they won't even try to escape..”
The commander being chained back up to the wall as everyone else eats their meal.
”Lord Chillz agreed to allow us to live our lives as soldiers however, we must wear ki bombs in our bodies and our forces will be cut in half again.. leaving it to just 5,000 of us left..”
”Who the hell would agree to that? No deal!”
One of the other slugs spoke up.
”What do you mean no deal?!?! We have to do this.. we have to get out of this hell hole and the ones who lives will further our generation through eggs.. we have to do this for the sake of our future generation because if we don't, our species won't have one!”
The commander speaking up, looking to all of them as he stands tall.
”If we don't do this. Then we are letting people like Chillz win.. we can escape this place as long as we are free to roam the areas.. we still have 2,000 more troops than they do.. we still have the numbers and the brain power.. those who are sacrificed, won't die in vain and that's a promise..”
The other slugs didn't want to admit it, but no matter the cost they had to change their situation. An agreement was established that year, living life as soldiers instead of slaves. Chillz on the other hand speaking to Zima.
Zima, it’s time we cut their forces down to half....”
Zima, his father, and his army firing beams at half of the slugs, resulting in 5,000 of them left. This was only year 1...
Year 2
The commander and another slug soldier walking side by side and guarding the west wing of the castle.
”We just lost half our forces… now we are soldiers with bombs in our bodies..”
The commander shifting his eyes to the man as they both turn a corner and walking down another hallway.
”Would you prefer if we lived as slaves and never leaving that room.. now we have beds to sleep on, and all we have to do is protect this building..”
The both of them coming to a halt, as they look outside a nearby window. 3,000 of Chillz soldiers getting off a large ship.
”What the hell… he doesn't need more men… we already have enough for his army…”
”These soldiers aren't for protecting him.. these soldiers are to watch us… I will go talk to him..”
The commander breaking formation and heading straight to Chillz. As he bust open the door, Chillz and Zima are both eating lunch together in a long dining table.
”Hey Chillz.. why did you bring more men here?”
Chillz looking to the commander and rising to his feet.
”There's a war coming.. possibly invaders.. I don't know how big their fleets are.. so I brought in every single man that I still have left in my army..”
The commander having no idea on what to say, bows low to Chillz.
”Well we will be ready for them sir..”
Chillz nodding as the commander leaves the room and closing the doors behind him. Zima looking to his father as he cuts his steak.
”Impressive, you really are good at lying father..”
”All of my guards will watch these slugs.. I don't trust them and in my eyes, they will always be slaves…”
The commander going back to the other group of slugs as they all look to him.
”We have bad news.. there's an invasion coming is what Chillz said.. however, he hasn't even bothered training us at all.. which means that he's lying to us and these additional soldiers are just here to watch us..”
”So what exactly do we do until they arrive here Commander.. we only have a year to prepare..”
”I have a plan, we have a select few train in secret..”
”Sir.. if those select few are caught.. they will surely be killed.. and not only that.. but how would the soldiers recover so fast during inspection everyday..
The commander had thought about that, and to that he had no answer to. The full year going by, with Chillz remaining men arriving on scenery, and the Commander training for a full year in secret while doing his daily patrols.
Year 03
Year 3 changed everything for both sides, but was it for the better or for the worse? What started as a terrible year for the slug soldiers, turned into a small victory.
”Commander, one of our men was able to do the impossible.. he was able to remove the ki bomb from his neck.. he started the project a year ago and he already has made an entire set for everyone to use to remove them.. now we have the key tool to save our lives from the bombs.. but what about the army of Chillz men that await for us.. it's 5,000 of us versus 5,000 of them..and may I remind everyone here that the commander is the only one who trained this whole year..”
”I won't fail us or our race.. we will prevail during our darkest time.. let's just get rid of these bombs and plan accordingly.. does everyone know what their positions are?”
The few soldiers that were there nodded, and the group of ten in total disperse. Spreading the information to all of the members within the hour. Now the plan was in motion, and five large explosions happened in five different areas of the grand castle. The soldiers who were supposed to watch these men, were killed by the slugs. Every available soldier of Chillz personal army rushed to the five locations. They began to drop in high numbers as the commander aided in eliminating the huge majority of Chillz army. Now only 2,000 of the commander’s army remained and no soldiers were left in Chillz army. Before Chillz could realize what was going on, the commander busted into the throne room. Chillz rising to his feet and walking over to the commander.
”So you are responsible for this! Now I'm going to make you pay!”
Chillz pressing the button to activate the ki bombs, nothing happens and no distant explosions occur. Chillz closing his hand tightly to destroy the remote in his hand.
”You insolent! it's time I took charge!”
The commander sending a straight right hook to Chillz’ face. Landing on his buttocks and far away from the commander.
”How many of my people have you killed over these years!!!”
Chillz rising to his feet as the commander beams his chest and sends him spiraling into his throne chair that breaks upon impact.
”No Chillz, it's time we took charge!”
A beam is then seen fired straight to Chillz, and before it could make contact, Zima steps in and brushes the beam away. Zima folding his arms across his chest as his father rising to his feet.
”It's time I took charge as leader father..”
Before the commander could fire another beam, a finger beam piercing through the commander’s chest. While another beam from Chillz finishes the job and the commander dying immediately. The father and son duo killing off half the slugs, resulting in 1,000 members left of the slug army.
”No more, you members that are left, will be placed back into slavery. No more games..”
The small victory that the slugs achieved this year, was the fact that they were able to send a distress signal to the Arcosian Empire, their main plan. This SOS stated the following message.
”Planet Arcose, this is Planet Cristal.. the two renegades you seek are Lord Chillz and his son Zima.. and they have overrun our planet and halted our agreement.. we need your help, send an army to save us.. or send us your best..”
The message was loud and clear, and a single Arcosian soldier was sent to take care of the situation. This soldier was a red brenchian who was leagues ahead of his peers and considered an elite bounty hunter. The story ends like this, Chillz died to the bounty hunter while he pushed Zima into a spacepod.. it was later shown years later that Zima came back to the planet and conquered the purple slugs by himself. Which ultimately led to his death and ultimately led to Capper's mother Chire, ending his life to free them from slavery.