Lord of Water I – A Precious Water Planet
Chapter 17 – Slab
Slab filled his flight log robotically as another boring day passed waiting for the outer orbit to turn. Stuck with nineteen moronic dumbbells was the last thing in this universe that he needed for company. He had been a universal extractor with six successful missions into various universes, sucking life of various forms and then sneaking back through the wormholes to be home again with his dark beings.
This was his first journey into the water universe. All entry had been placed on hold since the past forces had so badly had their arses kicked back so many millions of years prior to now. But the balance of this evil and dark sector grew thirsty and had unbalanced to such a degree that aqua-anti-matter was vitally necessary to hold the dark universe in place.
Even dark being civilizations require their balances of the elements to sustain themselves. These beings had made a home of what is more like a giant kidney, pulling all filth in from the edges of the oh so many universes that surround them and then emanating a once again pure energy filtering through the various membrane walls back in, wide spread, but continual in quantity enough to balance the flow.
Slab and his ancestors for so long past had found refuge. Somehow a haven and universal center for those so strongly in agreement to death, destruction and pain for all others eternally. A home never imagined on the eve of the universe’s creation. Slab had now proven himself, without a doubt, as the elite of universal extractors able to ruthlessly, and without the slightest touch of emotion, ransack the planet and return with minerals, fluids and slaves to obey future orders of his missions to come. Six missions of perfect record is the top of the dark extractor elite making him the first selection for a long awaited entry into the water universe. Long awaited and very overdue.
Slab closed his log with the final words of his report of nazi looking symbols “INSKY BACKUNIBLAST SMACH AQUA ANTI. DISS KAR GIR MIG TI NI FA KU ZEN IST KAN KAN TAN……” . Translated to: “ALL WATER WILL DIE. ALL NINETEEN RIGS IN POSITION ON STANDBY FOR OUTER ORBIT. SEVEN DAYS TO COMMENCEMENT OF WATER CONVERSION. ALL WATER WILL DIE.”
Slab leaned back and enjoyed a little chat time with himself as he closed the log, one day closer to the death of a water planet.
“These groping, hopeless operators couldn’t suck a dummy if their mama’s butt cheek depended on it. I think after this successful mission I will demand some sweet bitch to accompany me while on standby for my next challenge. Can’t believe they have sat so long. Cowards of our history books. Finally they have me. The only one with enough balls to cut in and fry them all up once and for all.”
Slab took a slow glide at an even height along the line of his nineteen Rigs. All poised across the surface; ready to commence extraction. Seven days till execution commenced seemed to him like a light year away at this moment.
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