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The Cadaverous Beasts of SSARG [Chapter 10: The Battle of Ral/End Chapters]

 

Author: Dennis Siluk

The Battle of Ral [And the spacecraft]

[They were now heading to the Mound area, out of the Great Plains, the Flatlands]

"I remember once," said Arallets, "my mother read me a poem by King Moir I, of Moiromma, and it is how I feel I suppose as we head back here to the mound; the Great Mound of SSARG, it brings back all the memories my mother used to talk about, but here is the poem":

Sickly Sentimentality

I have sought out friends
Only to find rawness
Of their passion;
And the uniformity
Of their vision.

Who out there can know
My cerebral verve?

(Only the long dead)

By King Moir I

[Of Moiromma]

[The Beasts of SSARG] Liker her mother, Arallets could speak and somehow be understood by the beasts of this planet, and other planets as well, for yet to find out (Tangor like his friend Rognat, and Siren's friend also, had learned this capability, but Arallets was born with it): as there language was grunts and gestures often. In the dark world it was more distinguishable. Siren interpreted it inside her head (like Arallets), a phenomenon it was, and as strange as it was, it was but a way to understand the universe more: a gift given to her at birth, as I repeat this.

The Battle of 504

When they arrived at the Mound, there was a great battle going on between the Rats and Vipers, and many were running down the mound to the spacecraft, the two generals had made a pack to destroy it, and even in the process of war, it did not leave their vengeful spirits. It was on the very day, on the very last hour: the 504th hour when they arrived, Tangor and Arallets had left the mound and quickly ran to their ship.

End Chapter: Part I
Tangor and the Giant Viper: Hagar Quin

Tangor creeps up to his ship, is wanting to leave this planet once and for all with Arallets, and sees this Gigantic Diabolic ferocious snake, three thousand pounds, sixty feet long, tusks like elephants, an ancient snake called, Hagar Quin, one powerful snake guarding the ship, while the generals and other creatures (everybody) running down to the ship to get the two hero's.

How can he get to his ship, he is by it now, he thinks, its body the body of Hagar Quin, has circulated the ship, but there is an opening, a small one by its head. Its head is as huge as an elephants. His gun will do not good, nor spear, only one thing he feels can kill a snake like this: decapitation, anything less, he leaves the snake desperate, and angrier for a killing, and must do it quickly for the snake alone can break the ship apart, but that old snake skin is think and between its lower, its thickness is hard to penetrate, perhaps four feet at its narrowest [circumference].

Thus, he creeps up to the snake, and with a shovel like object, one straight, and sharp, he puts it over the snakes neck, and pushing a half foot into its skin, it wakes up, flips about, wildly, gets entangled into the ship as it tries to get free its neck, thus, its long body cannot slap Tangor about. But the shovel-knife more like a battle ax he made while traveling back from the plains, two feet long/wide, cannot, will not go through the vipers internal fleshy tissue as Tangor expected, it would should he get into a battle with the vipers; or have to use it at night to sneak up upon them; and it jumps, yet Tangor keeps his body weight (and pressure) of perhaps 200-bounds, and his six foot frame embedded into the top of the shovel, its tree like stem, shoving its end piece into the snake, now it is a foot through the flesh (and the horde is now down the mound area and closing in on them), and the snake is still jumping. It tries to smash the ships bottom section, hoping it can, so Tangor will not take off (and has somewhat damaged its propulsion system ((driving force)) under the ship), as it fights the only way it can, by trying to rotate its head back and forth, side ways to loosen the grip Tangor has on its neck, before it is decapitated.

Twenty minutes have gone by and the snake has lost its strength, the sun has disappeared under rain clouds, and night has fallen, just in time, for Tangor has also lost his strength, and needs to replenish his body with protean if he is to continue this struggle, then all of a sudden the shovel hits dirt, the snake is decapitated. And Tangor falls backwards, and the rest of the snake's body jumps out of impulse.

Ending Chapter: Part II
Rognat's Surprise:

Rognat's ship was circling the planet of SSARG, he had been in the pursuit of the planet Toso, for many years, and had found it. He was given the task of doing this on planet Hipparchus, a planet he named, and it was at one time called the planet of Aging. He had met Siren there, and they had become lovers. She couldn't stay on the planet, it made her blood boil, and thus, they became travelers together. He had talked to Tangor many of times on his vessel: ship-to-ship, in planetary pursuit. He once was even to Peru, at the Laguna de Paca. As I was saying, he was now circling the planet, and had in focus Tangor's ship. He simply followed a lead, looking for Siren, who had died some 20-years, ago, in his place when attacked by space insects that had circled his ship and was eating their way into it, when Siren gave up her life to save him.

As she saw Tangor, he lowered his ship, his ship had a locator on it, and it was a while since he had talked to him, and the fact that he left his locator on, and his communications system open, and he was not answering, meant, he could be in trouble, and here he was seeing at first hand, a horde following him, and his ship slightly destroyed, it would never be fixed in time for takeoff. And behind him was a battle going on, and snakes and rats running toward the ship, and Tangor and Arallets running to it likewise. They would never make it, Rognat knew, so he lowered his space craft as low as he could without landing distance, perhaps 100-feet, and like a vacuum cleaner, sucked them up into a bubble like container, ripping their cloths off, and all dirt lift and such matter was sprayed out of the container, and the container then went into the ship.

"Glad to see you Rognat," said Tangor in disbelief; 'let me introduce you to Siren's daughter, Arallets!"

She looked at Rognat; he was perhaps in his late 50s, handsome.

"So did you know my mother?" she asked, "everybody seems to know my mother, but few believe she is my mother."

"Oh, I believe you, that you are Siren's daughter." Said Rognat.

"Oh, why is that Mr. Rognat." She asked.

"Because I saw you in her womb before you were conceived." He said.

"Now how could that be?" she said quickly, harshly and without thinking. Then she caught her breath, almost melted to the ground, got goose pumps all over her body, tears came from her eyes, she couldn't hold her lips from quivering: "Father!" she said.

"Yes, that is the correct word: daughter, is the other one." Tangor almost flipped.

"And I was falling in love with your daughter," they all started laughing as Rognat and Arallets hugged each other. While below the snakes and rodents became friends for the moment as they chewed away the ship, chewed it into pieces and hissed and shouted at the drifting spacecraft, then like a flash, it was out of sight.

Author Bio:

Dennis Siluk

Writing is more than a hobby for me. It's a passion, one of the ways I capture and celebrate life.

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