A Skrall of the Sands

A Skrall of the Sands is a story written by Skrallix about his early adventures as a Skrall and of his adventures in the Sand Raiders.



Part 1:
Greetings. If you are reading this tablet you are the lucky discoverer of my chronicles. The chronicles of Skrallix. If you find my name amusing I will have your throat slit. I am a Skrall, no, a rouge Skrall. I am the kind of Skrall that is talked about around campfires, used to discourage bad behavior. "If you ever try to be like Skrallix, Tuma will have your head!" Scare tactics I'd say. I and my fellow Sand Raiders are usually regarded as outlaws, thugs, and dangerous beings. I cannot truthfully deny any of those charges because they are partly correct. However before you consider me just a wayward Skrall with a party of thugs for companions hear my side of the story.

It all began years ago, on the old Bara Magna, before the attack on Atero, before Mata Nui, before all of those I was just another Skrall in just another Skrall legion. This was the time when we lived in the far north. It had been years since the core war and our elemental lord was no longer with us. We were also united with the sisters of the skrall even though they were already shunned. They still were a part of our tribe and for the most part just kept quiet. We still had most of our Leader Class Skrall (two along with a legion had been trapped on Bota Magna during The Shattering) and life seemed normal. If you were a Skrall in a legion during this time there was one event you would look foward to more than any other. That was the great championship. It was when each legion got to prove its skill in battle in a great arena fight. Ironically it was very similar to the Atero Glatorian Tournament. However at the same time it was different. In this arena there were hardly any rules ecxept for, You cannot kill other Skrall, and ,If you are struck down you are out. But of course every year there was talk of how some Skrall killed another(which always resulted in a new head being placed on our fortress walls) or someone had cheated. This is how our arena worked, two legions would wear two diferently colored "cloaks" around their arms. Then they would enter the arena, we could not possibly have fit two whole legions into that arena so the legions enter a few at a time as others were struck out. After a gruling fight the last nine standing would divide into teams of three and attack each other. The three that surrvived would then have the honor of fighting an Elite Class Skrall that survived their special tornaments. Then whoever survived that battle(if any) had the honor of dueling a Leader Class Skrall one on one. If a Skrall won that fight then, if they had no name a name would be given to them. If they had a name some other promotion would be given to them. I always counted the days until this tournement, and, in the year I begin my story I was even more expectant of the day.

It was the day of the tornument. My legion was preparing and practicing for our battle in the arena. Last year some of our legions Skrall had survived until the fight with an Elite Skrall. This year I had plans of becoming a champion as did ever Skrall. But there was one thing I wanted more than anything else. A name. To me an ordinary Skrall Warrior a name was something important. I cannot explain it well but I can say, I really wanted a name. A good one too. So I trained well for the tournement, and this year I felt very sure of myself. Suddenly It was anounced, our legion was to fight now. I clasped my sword and shield tightly and began marching into the arena.

Throughout the fight I mainly stayed to the back. I certainly had my fair share of attackers swarming around me here and there but I did not recive nearly as much damage as those nearer the front. After some time when a little under half our legions were still fighting a Leader Class Skrall named Uoano anounced a short break for the legions to refresh. I was still in the compition at this time thanks to my stratagy and was glad to be allowed a break. All the Skrall of course showed their thanks to the three Leader Skrall present, Uoano, Lontius, and Tuma, in the traditional way and we all returned to our baracks. I was one of the "lucky" Skrall who had to go get the rations for my section of the baracks. Thinking back on it now I have finally relized how disgusting and unplesent our rations really were. To this day I still do not know all that was in our rations. I only know that they were a sickly green color and they stank. As I pushed the rations wagon,( It was called a "wagon" but was really more of a cart.) down a hall way and to a slightly wide two way walkway that overlooked some baracks I noticed something strange. A rock agori's twin swords lying on the ground. But the agori himself was nowhere to be seen. The strange thing was that I had seen him when I walked down this walkway a few moments ago. He was a guard, and no guard of this Skrall fortess abandoned his post unless by force or something he needed to report had occured. And they never abandoned their weapons. Then, as I looked ahead down the walkway I noticed a Skrall sheild lying in the dust. Something was very wrong. Then from behind me four Skrall pushed past and ran down the walkway into the hall at the end. Suddenly arms reached down from the ceiling above one of the Skrall and he disapeared! The other Skrall who were ahead of him turned to see what had happened. One was greeted by a screaming, falling Skrall. The next moment two unconsious Skrall lay in a heap on the floor. The two remaining Skrall suddenly retreted back to the walkway and loaded their Thornax Launchers apparently preparing for a fight. Then from the ceiling came a horrifiying shriek and a Vorox jumped down! He landed directly infront of one of the Skrall. The Skrall tried to shoot him with a Thornax but the Vorox was to fast. It grabbed the unfortanete warrior and flung him against the side of the walkway. That accounted for another downed warrior. The final Skrall was prepared for whatever the Vorox could do, or so he thought. Unexpectedly the Vorox grabbed the fallen Skrall's sword and advanced on the warrior. The warrior fired a volley of Thornax as the Vorox slowly advanced. One acctually hit him but the Vorox only winced. Then he jumped through the air, struck the Skrall and grabbed both his legs! Then he flung him over the side of the walkway!! The Skrall fell screaming over the edge until a horrible thud silenced him. I glanced over the side and noticed him groaning in pain. I also happened to notice the Vorox. He had seen me and was slowly advancing. I clutched my sword tightly and prepared to fight....................................

TO BE CONTINUED SOON!!!

Part 2:
The Vorox slowly aproached me hissing and growling. After noting how he had flung those last two....unfortunate Skrall, I was sure he would have no regret in doing the same to me.This is my story, and I am Skrallix. If you have just found this, my second tablet and have no idea what I am speaking of go find my first tablet and READ IT! Now where was I...oh yes.

These were the days of old. The days when I was just another Skrall. However, on this day in particular I was very sure it would be my last. My task of bringing our horrible smelling and even more foul looking rations to my barracks had seemed simple enough a short time ago. That was before I had run into a problem. A Vorox. Not the best thing I could have found. Already this particular Vorox had defeated four of my fellow Skrall warriors. They hadn't been killed only......badly injured. And I was next. The Vorox was closing in. As I prepared to fight him I already knew I could not fight him any better than my now fallen comrades. Then I got an idea. The rations. Certainly the Vorox was hungry, perhaps he would appriciate that disgusting slop much better than any Skrall would. So I tried it. I gently put down my sword and shield and lifted a bowl of rations toward the Vorox. He stopped growling for a moment and sniffed and the bowl. Then he started eating the bowls green contents happily. After he finished the first bowl I offered him a second. He seemed to enjoy that one as much as he had the first. He was just starting his third bowl when a troop of Rock Agori and Warrior Class Skrall aproached from the hall that the Vorox had been in only moments ago. The Vorox saw them and decided to leave. But not before grabbing a fourth bowl for his escape and hissing a friendly Vorox "farewell" at me. Then he took off down the hallway behind me.

On that day, there were four Skrall in my barracks who were not very fond of me. Four hungry Skrall. Four hungry, and angry Skrall. Four hungry,angry, and strong Skrall that happened to be very good at convicing me to do things. They laid out my choices bluntly, I could go into the mess hall and steal some more rations, or be Spikit food. I decided to steal some more rations.

As I walked down the hallway that led to the mess hall I wondered, how could I steal more rations? I glanced up at the ceiling and never noticed the Rock Agori ahead of me also staring up. That is until I tripped over him. "What!? What are you doing out of your barracks Agori? ", I questioned. "I...well, hey! Why are you out of your barracks?" ,he replied. "Never mind that", I said,"I have something to urgent to attend to. What about you?" "Well, I'm looking for a Vorox that I accidently released. Have you seen him?'' "A VOROX!', I roared," Oh yes I've seen a Vorox, there was the one that I ran into earlier today that NEARLY KILLED ME!!" And it was because of the Vorox that I was on my way to steal rations just then. But now it appeared that this pesky Agori was the cause of my problems. Suddenly I got an idea. " Agori, I have a deal to make with you. You help me with my problem and in return........I won't pummel you into the dust."''

"So, what's the plan?" I rolled my eyes. Of all the foolish Agori to be dumb enough to release a Vorox, this one was the most talkative. " I don't HAVE a plan, besides avoiding being Spikit food, Agori.", I replied. "My name is Sukata, and if you don't have a plan I'll make one." And he did. His plan was to sneak into the hall in a small wagon, go to the giant stew pot without any of the cooks noticing us and scooping out some extra rations. "This is suicide......Sukata" "You finally remembered my name, and no it's not. We'll be fine." Somehow we did manege to sneak by the cooks in the mess hall and into the cooking room without being seen. That was one of the easier tasks. Next I gathered six ration bowls (Two extra bowls for Sukata and I of course. I did not plan to go through with this scheme without....compensation.) and went to the great stew pot. The smell was horrid. Sukata and I held our breath as we scooped out six bowls worth of "stew". After getting it and placing it in our cart we noticed something. Across the room was what appeared to be the Leader Class Skrall's meals. And they actually looked good! More than that, they smelled great too! Then our luck ran out. From inside the mess hall I heard the cooks wake up and begin talking with someone. HIDE!!, I quietly hissed at Sukata. He got the idea and we both quickly scaned the room for a good hiding spot. The voices grew closer, we had to hurry. Then Sukata pointed to a cart. "There!" ,he hissed,"It's covered with a cloth! Get in!'' We got inside just in time. The voices we had heard were two Rock Agori that served the Leader Class Skrall's meals. The meals that they were gathering just now. "It will be alright," I wispered to Sukata,"they will get the food and then leave." Suddenly I heard thuds above us on the top of the cart. Then the cart began to move. This was bad. Not only were we stealing food from the mess hall, but now we were being wheeled toward the dining hall of our Leaders who, would likely not be pleased to see us. After a few twists and turns we arrived in a large dining room with the Leaders seated around a long rectangular table. We came to a stop at the edge of the table and heard the Agori removing the food from the top of our cart. I glanced out a tear in the side of the carts cloth and saw we were next to two of the Leaders, Lontius and Tuma. I thought quickly on a way of escape that would result in the least chance of us getting caught. I couldn't think of anything. But somehow Sukata devised another one of his crazed plans. But the worst part was that this time he didn't tell me. Suddenly I felt our cart rolling. Sukata was carefully rolling our cart back toward the hallway! "Hey!, yelled one of the Agori to the other," Grab the cart! It was then that things went wrong. There were two door ways at the end of the dining hall. One led down a hallway, the other, some stairs. Sukata accidently steered us down the stairs. Suddenly we were rolling down a long stairway in an extreamly painfull fall. After a long fall we smashed onto a rocky floor as our cart smashed into peices. Sukata and I painfully rose from the wreackage and instantly began running down the halls. We ran through the labyrinth of halls, passing Agori and Skrall. And finally after a good long run, we arrived at the mess hall once again. The cooks were again sleeping and we easily ran into the cooking room, grabbed our cart and ran back to my barracks just before we were called back out to the Arena for our battle. Sukata and I then had to go our seperate ways but niether of us would soon forget our adventure.''

The arena tournement then continued. I fought even harder this time. (Possibly due to my extra rations.) And after a long fight I made it down to the last thirty, then twenty, then I relized THERE WERE ONLY ELEVEN SKRALL LEFT! I COULD WIN THIS YEAR!! I struck out with even more fury than before. I struck down one Skrall and held off another. Then the final Skrall was struck down! I WAS IN THE TOP NINE!! Then I lost. After making it into the top nine I was struck out by a stronger Skrall that continued on in the tournement. I slunked back to my barracks. Apparently I had been the only one in my barracks to survive. Everyone else was currently off at training. I prefered to be alone right now anyway. After sulking for a few moments I lay on my bunk and fell asleep.....

TO BE CONTINUED SOON!

Part 3:
Where was I?? What had happened?? The last thing I could remember was being defeated in the Skrall Tournament, sulking into my barracks and lying on my less than comfortable cot. Now I was in command of all the Skrall legions, even the Elite Class Skrall! I was second in command to only the Leaders. And I could not remember any amount of time passing.......but I could not be concerned with that now. The Leader Class Skrall, Uoano, was giving me a name!! "Your name Skrall, shall be.....Skrallix." I was enthralled. I was probably the happiest Skrall ever. But I couldn't help but feel that something wasn't right. It continued to bug at me, as I began leading the Skrall Warriors, Rock Agori, Leader Class Skrall, and Sisters of the Skrall back north, to find a way to bring our former home back to Bara Magna. The entire oporation seemed strange, and then it struck me like a charging Rock Steed. The Sisters of the Skrall NEVER came on missions like this one. They came on no missions at all. Ever. And they never marched with the Warrior Class Skrall. If they were lucky they would at least get to trail behind the legions, but not inside the legions themselves. And the Leaders always led us. Why was I at the head of this advance??? Then I finally relized what was going on. This was a dream. But it seemed so real and was extremly deciving.....But it was only a dream. The second the strange dream world disapeared and my eyes opened I knew it was all fake. But when I tried to move, I could not! There was nothing holding me down either, it was my very limbs that refused to move! Then I heard gentle wispers and instantly knew what had happened. I shifted my eyes over, glancing across the room, confirming my hunch. There were three Sisters of the Skrall toying with my mind. They did not seem to realize I was awake, or if they did they didn't care. This was before the time that the Skrall abandoned them, so they were not openly hateful against us, but they did have ways of showing their anger. This was one of them. I rapidly filled with rage. It was so great that suddenly I felt released from whatever had been holding me down. Or perhaps the Sisters had relenquished their attack. Either way I was furious. I could tell they did not know I was awake so, carefully I reached down to my sword that was lying on the barracks floor beside me. I waited a moment and then suddenly leapt from my cot and ran yelling directly at the Sisters. They shrieked in terror and just as suddenly started runing. Each one of them knew what could happen if they were caught. They could become a lesson for other rebelious Sister Skrall. Possibly becoming Spikit food, or worse. Two of the Sisters escaped out the door. The third was not as fortunate. She stumbled and was not out the door by the time I had arrived. I pushed her against the barracks wall and raised my sword. She knew what was coming next and closed her eyes in fear and pure terror. What had started as a harmless prank was now no longer amusing. But before I brought down my sword on her I thought about it all. Had it really been all that bad? After all in my fantasy I had gotten what I wanted more than most other things. A name. Then again one less Sister of the Skrall wouldn't affect Bara Magna that greatly. But I had recived a name......Skrallix. I spent a few moments thinking. The frightened Skrall Sister timedly glanced up for a moment at my glaring eyes. I finally decided to free her. After all I did not want a group of angry Skrall Sisters returning for revenge. "You can go," I said to her firmly,"just remember, you owe me." She noded and quickly ran out the barracks door.

The passege of time is truly mysterious to me. It seems to me that during the time after the Arena event and those Skrall Sisters medeling with my dream I was in a small daze. At times I wished I could go back to that strange fantasy world. Then harsh reality crushed all hope of it. I once again fell into ranks with the other Skrall, we cleared out teritory of Vorox, desert beasts and Agori of any sort. One adventure in particular is very clear in my mind. It was when a troop of Skrall that I was in had been assigned to clear out western teritorys of some invading Vorox. As we traveled westward, more and more evidence of Vorox arose. At last we arrived in an area that appered to have been a battlefield more than once in the past. And suddenly it became one again. A group of Vorox, possibly about twenty attacked us!!! Every one of them had Thornax Launchers. And they all knew how to use them. Well. Our troop fell quickly. These Vorox, whoever they were, had been well trained. They fought us off until only five Skrall remained standing. (Myself included of course..) Then they surrounded us and captured us, yelling, protesting and spewing choice words at all of them. We were carried over a hill and saw something ammazing. An army of Vorox. It looked like a mega-tribe of them. And they were all armed.

We were tossed onto the ground by a Vorox. Then their leader approached. He looked like any other Vorox. Ecxept for the Thornax Launcher that had replaced his stinger on his tail. And the Skrall sword in his hands. He aimed it at one of the Skrall that was making the most noise, and silenced him. Now there were four of us. Suddenly two Vorox came and carried off another of our troop. I hear he was used for target practice. The three of us that remained didn't think much of our current situation. There wasn't much time left to think and we all knew it. This lead Vorox walked slowly toward the Skrall next to me. He sniffed at him and then signaled the Vorox surrounding us. He was carried toward a nearby cliff. A few moments later, I heard a horrible thud and then silence. This Vorox general then walked over to me and sniffed at me. At this point I had decided to accept my fate honorably. I would not give these....beasts the plesure of hearing my screams. No matter what my fate I would not give the Vorox any indication that I was suffering or even afraid. Skrall warriors are supposed to show no fear. No emotion besides brutal. Just strict obedience. Even to the death. But at this point, I was starting to break free of those constraints. As I thought about some of those things the Vorox general just looked at me. He then hissed at the guards behind me and continued staring at me. I wondered what fate they had layed out for me as I felt the guards toying with the ropes that bound me. But instead of dragging me off to a horid fate, they released me. The Vorox general smiled and hissed a friendly Vorox farewell at me. Wait....I had heard that sound before.......back a few months ago when I was nearly attacked by a similar Vorox, I had fed him four bowls of our ration stew and he had hissed that same friendly farewell. It had to be the same Vorox!! And I was very glad he had a good memory. The Skrall next to me however, was not a friend of the Vorox so they started to drag him away to a horrible fate. I'm sure you'll be glad to know I stopped the Vorox from killing him. The Vorox General, was kind enough to offer me a bowl of.....something. How nice. I didn't want to refuse, or die eating but I decided the later was the least painfull. Maybe. After a short visit I decided to leave "Vorox village" and trot back to our camp. The other Skrall agreed. We left peacefully(and without our weapons) and went quickly down canyons and over dunes back toward camp. Then we went down one particularly dark canyon pass. The bodies of Vorox lay everywhere. I considered taking their weapons but they were primtive and mainly useless for a Skrall. As we walked I wondered, "What killed these Vorox?? Their bodies have been riped to shreads....No Skrall would waste time doing that.......Was it a desert predator...or something else.......We never noticed the strange rocks that were watching us from behind. The rocks that slowly transformed into strange robotic beings.................

TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!!!!

Part 4
The Baterra watched us with intrigue....if robotic beings can truly ponder something of the sort. My companion and I had not yet seen them. We were walking through a small canyon pass, unarmed (thanks to our previous Vorox encounter) and puzzled by all the dead Vorox bodies covering the canyon floor. Their lifeless faces showed exprecions of pure horror, as if in their dying moments, they had seen, or fought, something...........horrifying in their last moments of ecxistance. They still clutched their primative weapons. This was no act of the Skrall. Some of these Vorox had been torn apart, literally. Skrall wouldn't waste time doing that. A desert predator perhaps? Or something else???? It was I that first noticed the silver robots watching us. I quickly alerted companion, and turned my head for the slightist amount of time, and that was all it took. When we both looked......they were gone. In their place were two rocks that had not been there before. "You're jumping at shadows, there's nothing there", was his response. Only now I know how wrong he was.............I am Skrallix, the rouge Skrall, leader of the Sand Raiders, destroyer of the baterra and more. You have found, and are reading my chronicles, my story. The fourth part. If you haven't already read my first three stories, turn back and READ THEM!!! Now back to my story............

We arrived safely back at our camp and then, to our fortress. And that Skrall whose life I had helped save went to the Leaders and told of his great works of bravery agaist the vicious Vorox armys!! He even lead an attack force back to the Vorox camp and killed most of the army. The lead Vorox who had met me before and was nice enough to release us because I had given him food long ago, was captured and brought back to our main fortress. Because of all he had done that other Skrall was promoted by the Leaders and given a name!! I was furious!! He had done nothing to deserve this!!! Thoughts like these burned within me. I would not soon forget this either. It seemed that lately I was receiving more than enough to contemplate on.......

It was that time of year again!!Arena battle time!! I was fighting against a Rock Agori in a practice duel. You should probably know that a Skrall "practice duel isn't really "practice" at all. Sometimes a limb will be lost, sometimes just a sword, but keep in mind, there is no such thing as a Skrall "practice duel." Things can turn ugly. This particular Agori,Atakus, was a good swordsman. "You're slowing Skrall," he hissed, "you may as well give up now,while you still have an arm!" "Oh, go guard the gates",I retorted. "No mere Agori shall best me in a fight!" "Ha!", he responded, "just watch me!" He swung one of his swords at my chest but, I was to quick. At that exact moment I swiftly and strongly kicked him in his chest. The sudden impact sent him sprawling backwards into a stone wall. He groaned in pain and dropped one of his twin swords. I wasted no time in following through. Instantly I shot a Thornax at him and ran foward. He, of course, reacted and dove out of the way of the explosive fruit. But I tripped him as he was jumping causing him to smash into the sand. I then placed my Thornax Launcher and sword above his little neck and declared,"Atakus, concede, or there will be none of you left to guard the gates." Atakus was not the happist Agori after that......but at least he was a live one.

I decided to practice again with a different Agori, and seeing that so many wanted to be known as a defeater of a Skrall I had no trouble finding foolish volunters. I chose one particularly......loud Agori and we began our fight. "Do you want to know my name?", he asked. "Not at all, but I belive you are going to tell me anyway aren't you?" "Yes", was the reply. He sounded.....familiar. "My name is Sukata.", he said. "You are Sukata!!", I questioned. "Yes, who are you?" "I'm that Skrall you helped a year ago when stealing rations!!" "Oh that's nice," he said swiping his sword at me, "let's go steal some more after I beat you Skrall."

He, of course did not defeat me, but he did fight very well. After I finished my "practice" and was walking back toward my barracks, Sukata followed me. "You fight better than you steal Skrall, the Leaders should consider promoting you." I nodded, half listening to him. "I'm in your legion Skrall, so tomorrow I'll be leading our legions frontal attack. I'll wear only one part of my cloak on my left arm so you can identify me. Where will you be?" "I'll be in the back.", I replied. He laughed. "In the back?? Why are you afraid Skrall?" "NO, I'M NOT AFRAID SUKATA," I roared. "I have a plan, a stratagy, and it almost worked last year. But this year......IT WILL WORK."

CLANG!! I locked swords with the the Skrall from the other legion. I was in the arena and fighting hard. Unconciuos Warriors were being dragged off the Arena floor all around me. It was a battle of epic proportions. I explained our legion battle in my stories first part, so I am assuming you remember it.The oposing legions secondary color was green, so only our Agori needed colored cloaks. However, this did not make the battle any easier. I bashed the other Skrall with my shield, hard. He fell as I turned to face another. The new Skrall fired a Thornax at me. How nice. As I rasied my sheild and blocked it ,he charged, running at me and screaming. At the last moment I stepped aside and tripped him. He flew past me and crashed into another Skrall. "Rookie", I thought. Suddenly a Thornax shot past my head. I turned to see four oposing Skrall ready to charge. Three had Thornax and the fourth was reloading. "Great, this is going to be fun....." But before I could attack or defend myself, a crazed Agori charged the four Skrall.....ALL AT ONCE!! Two were so surprised that he was able to knock them out quickly. Could this be Sukata? He was wearing the cloak exactly as he had stated he would last evening. "Sukata?", I inquired. "Yes!", was the response. "You remembered!" He was losing quickly to his larger oponents. I intervined. Tripping one Skrall, I bashed the back of his head as he struck the ground. Only one left. And he wasn't going to fall for a rookie trick. I could tell. So I tried something new. I flung my shield in a spining motion, and watched as it sailed toward my oponent. But instead of striking him it veered straight up into the Bara Magna sky. "Ha!", he bluntly stated. I mearly glanced up. He did the same....and saw the shield plumiting directly at him!! Fast!! He did what any sentient creature would do. Dive out of the way!!! But I was anticipating this. As he jumped, I fired my Thornax. It struck him directly in the chest. He groaned to a rough halt on the floor of the arena. Instantly, Sukata was all over him. The Skrall barely had time to defend himself! Sukata gave it everything, and kept the Skrall on the ground!!! I was about to run over to help him when, from my side I was attacked. One bashed into me before I had time to react. He sent me sprawling to the arena floor with a well place bash from his sword. Behind him I saw a second green Skrall, busy loading his Thornax. Even a Spikit didn't have to wonder at what was about to happen. And I was not going to let it happen. I had done to much to lose now. As he fired his Thornax I rolled over and tripped the Skrall who had sent me to the sandy ground. He fell, narowly missing the Thornax. I got to my feet and ran. I had a plan. I was running as fast as I could to the side of the arena, where a tall stone wall was located. My eyes combed the wall, searching.....ah there it was. A rough patch of wall that I could run up. The Skrall pursued me, yelling and shooting Thornax. It was dangerous and risky, but it was better than trying to beat boh of them. At the same time. I had nearly arrived at the wall when one Skrall almost struck my helmat with his sword. He was to close. This plan might not work. So I stopped. He was not expecting this. So, with no other option, he smashed into my back and sent us both sprawling into the sand. Only I was still concious. However there was still his partener to worry about. He was still pursing me, and gaining fast. I quickly continued my run for the wall. When I arrived, he was directly behind me. Then I made my move. I ran up the wall flipped backward, over my pursuer, and landed in the sand behind him. I then pushed him backward into the wall. Hard. He fell unconcious. "One down, an entire arena to go......"

I fought long and hard. We were given no break this year, and it took it's toll. Because of my unique stratagy, I survived much longer than most other Skrall in my legion. Then it became close. I survived to the last fifty......fourty Skrall........thirty Skrall!!!!!!Twenty Skrall!!!!!!TEN SKRALL!!!!!I WAS ALMOST IN THE TOP NINE!! ONLY ONE MORE SKRALL HAD TO FALL!! Suddenly it didn't matter what legion you were in everyone turned on whoever was closest to them. I tried to team up with some Skrall from my own legion. There were only three others besides myself. One agreed, the others just attacked me. Then the final Skrall fell!!!!!! I WAS IN THE FINALIST NINE GROUP!!! And this year I would not fall. I would win! After being allowed a short break and some rations and water,(This year I did NOT volunteer to get rations..) we returned to the arena. The following fight was grueling. I managed to team up with two other agreeing Skrall from my legion and we fought. It lasted a few hours. When it had ended, I was still standing. Wounded but standing. I was the only Skrall left to reperesent my legion. The other two remaining Skrall were from the green legion. I was tired but ecxited! This was great!! This could be the year I got a name!! However, now came the second most challenging battle. Dueling an Elite Class Skrall.

I tried my secret stratagy again. I decided to be the last Skrall to face the Elite Skrall in the one on one fight. The other Skrall scoffed and entered the arena confident and arrogent. They exited unconcious. I was nervous and almost afraid as I entered the arena again. But I rapidly suppresed the feelings, Skrall felt no fear. The Elite Skrall looked me over and laughed. "Another weakling!", he declared, "I will finish him quickly." This Skrall was asking for it. And I was ready to give it to him. I charged him in rage. He looked at me blankly and then, stepped aside at the last possible moment, sending me crashing onto the arena floor. I skidded to a stop and shook it off. The arena audience was roaring with laughter and the Elite Skrall was enjoying it. I wanted to crush him like an insect,but instead of charging him again I thought about my odds and a plan. I was intrupted by a flying Thornax. He was trying to get my attention. I responded witha Thornax of my own. He blocked it leisurly with his club and slowly approached me.

We fought for a long time. I tried everything I knew, AND HE BLOCKED IT ALL!! And then continued his attack as if I wasn't even there!!! I grew tired rapidly. He was just to strong. Finally, a stinging blow sent me to the sand. I didn't bother trying to get up. He stood over me laughing a taunting laugh. "Weakling", he stated again. "I knew he would be easy. " This was to much. Rage overtook me again and I spun with all my remaining might and energy and spun around, using my legs to trip him! He fell backwards in surprise!! He was so surprised that he opened his hand as he fell and dropped his club!!! I quickly took advantage of this, jumping to my feet and kicking away his club. I then shot him in the chest with Thornax. He replied by smacking me with his Thornax Launcher. I stagered back as he loaded it and fired. I blocked it with my trusty shield and charged him. He was still on the arena floor though so it was an ackward charge. His club was out of reach so he aimed his launcher at me and fired. I continued to block everything he shot, and was about to give him some much needed sleep when caught my sword with his Thornax Launcher and ripped it out of my hand!! It flew through the air and landed far out of reach. "Now we are even." I responded by screaming in anger and bashing his face into the sand with my shield. Five times. Repeatedly. After that I stopped for a moment to catch my breath and prepare to bash him another five times. It was then that I was shocked beyond believe. THE ELITE WARRIOR LOOKED DAZED AND THEN SLUMPED BACK DOWN INTO THE SAND UNCONCIOUS!!! I HAD WON!!!!! I HAD DEFEATED AN ELITE CLASS SKRALL!!!! The crowd cheered!! I had done it!! Now only one thing stood in the way of finally getting a name!! But it was to be the most challenging fight yet. I had to fight a Leader Class Skrall. Thinking back now, I can distinctly remember the one I dueled.

He was tall.

He was strong.

He was green.

And his name was................Tuma.........

TO BE CONTINUED SOON!!!!!

Part 5
I clutched my sword tightly and nervously. The audience cheered as I walked into the arena. My special blocker, Agori Sukata, of course was enjoying every moment of it. He had discovered that I was the same Skrall who had known him for a year. The same one who he had helped steal rations. And he also was very resourceful. I had never intended to select him, I planed to pick an Agori that was better at fighting, Atakus perhaps. But he wasn't exactly the dullest sword in the armoury. If I didn't select him, the Leader Skrall would learn of our "adventure" a year ago. He was raplidly selected as my blocker.

If you have just now discovered this tablet, on which are the chronicles of myself. Skrallix. Leader of the Sand Raiders, expert warrior and fighter. You are now reading my fivth tablet. If you have just discovered these, go back and find my first four tablets and read them!! Now back to my story...........

Tuma slowly ploded into the arena. He squinted his eyes. The suns were very bright today. The heat was nearly unbearable. An occasional breeze was more than welcome in the blistering arena. Its blow would create short-lived clouds of dust, that lazily rolled along the arena floor. The heat did not seem to affect Tuma in any way, or if it did, he certainly did not show it. His armor appeared dented and worn in places, the marks of numerus battles. And his confident smile and haughty gaze spoke clearly what he was thinking. He was going to win this fight. I had different thoughts however, thoughts on how he would fall, how I would win, and how I would recive a name, amoung other honors. Tuma began to advance towards me, his strides came slowly and heavily. "So," he hissed,"here is the lucky Skrall survivor. You have come a long way....just to fall here." I listened respectfully but enraged. I had been able to fell a mighty Elite Skrall, so perhaps even a Leader Class Skrall would discover how the sun-scorched sands felt, up close. I had to try. After all, I had nothing much to lose at this point......

The battle began. Vorox who had been captured in the recent, western teritorial conquest, lined the arena walls, pulling feaverishly on their chains, roaring and screaching. The audience was cheering and yelling. Noise was coming from all directions. I was doing my best to focus on the fight and plan a stratagy, but it was proving difficult. During one of my less attentive moments I noticed something familiar along the arena wall. On one of the chained Vorox, in place of a tail, was, a Thornax Launcher. Could this be the same Vorox I had encountered several times before? Was he the "Great Vorox General" that had been so notorius? Was he the one that was rather friendly toward me due to our first meeting?? Suddenly, as I was momentarily distracted, Tuma attacked. A speeding Thornax, approached me rapidly. It was swiftly blocked by Sukata. "I told you I'm a good blocker.", was his proud remark. I didn't have time to respond. Tuma charged me,with his sword high above his head, attempting to end the fight rapidly. I blocked his attack and then relized my mistake. He was much stronger than I, and, was using this clash to his advantage. Our swords locked and, without warning, Tuma jerked away my sword in a swift, strong and rather effective motion. My sword flew through the air and, crashed into the dusty sands of the arena floor, a mere twenty feet away. at least, in any other situation it would have seemed mere. Now was not one of those times. Tuma was moments away from victory, AND I HAD NO SWORD!! With only a Skrall shield to defend myself with, the outcome of the fight was not shrouded in mystery. It was at that moment that I noticed Sukata charging Tuma from the side!!!! He was fourtunate in the arena fight to stop at least one or two Skrall. But he could never fell Tuma. He would fall. Hard. And then I would have no blocker!! "Sukata!! STOP!!!'', I yelled! Tuma, surprised by my sudden outburst, turned for the slightest moment, and that was all I needed. I ran. I ran faster then I had ever run before. Surprisingly Tuma did nothing. He thought I was retreating in fear. It took the mighty Leader a short amount of time to relize that I was running for my fallen sword. Then he reacted. A swift Thornax almost took off my head. A second exploded in the sands beneath my legs, hurtling me into the air. I fell with a thud on my back. Pain surged up it as I lay in the dust. Tuma launched yet another Thornax directly at me. I groaned and rolled, placeing my shield directly in its path. The Thornax then met an explosive end on my shield. Tuma wasn't finished yet though. He fired his fivth Thornax of the fight, and it was surprisingly blocked by Sukata! He was indeed a good blocker. I could tell, by his confident smile, that he was proud of himself. If he let that get to his head I would never hear the end of it..........''

I held my shield in place, strugling against the strength of Tuma. Even as I held him off, I felt my feet moving, slowly being pushed through the sand. He was winning, and I did not know how much longer I could hold him off. Swiftly, with one strong shove, Tuma broke the suspense. He flung me, like a sack of dry, brittle sticks, into the sands again. It stung as I plowed along the arena floor. I felt pain all over my weakening body. I also felt exausted. I could not even discern how long how long I had fighting. Minutes?? Hours?? Days?? There was no time to think, Tuma was already approaching. He was tired too, and it was apparent he had not been expecting such a fight from an ordinary Skrall. However, he had a brilliant stratagy, stay in one spot, wait for foolish attacks, fight until the opponent is tired and then strike. He could easily have ended the fight much sooner, but he didn't feel like fighting hard today. I slowly rose. He greeted me with another swipe of his sword. He had felled little Sukata in a similar fashion when the Agori had broken his Thornax Launcher a few moments ago. Sukata was just now regaining his strength, and standing up on the other side of the arena. I flew into the arena wall and fell to the ground. I couldn't allow myself to fall unconsious, I had to stay awake and alert. I began to lift my hurting body, when I heard a hiss. I glanced upward only to relize that I had landed directly in front of an angry Vorox!! He hissed more violently and then kicked me, hard!! I fell over backwards and, sprawled out on the sand. I could hear Tuma's approach. He was going to end this fight. I hoped he would knock me unconcious quickly, and then I would awake on my barracks cot, hurting, and brooding. Then I would restart my normal yearly routine. Possibly even winning next years tournement. But then, my journey took an unexpected turn. The Vorox that had kicked me, apparently had an even lower opinion of Leader Class Skrall. He lashed out at Tuma viciously and with fury!! His chains, thankfully restrained him, but he was successful in keeping Tuma away. His rage gave me enough time to regain my strength partially, and crawl away. I then rose to my feet again and grasped my sword tightly. I would not fall today............without a fight.

It was growing later, more gentle breezes were begining to stir across the arena. Tuma and I needed them for sure. We had both grown very weary. It was hard to continue fighting. This battle had to end. I had little chance though. It was then that Tuma spoke. "Skrall, you do fight well, but you have done nothing to me. I have beaten you, and now you will fall." I could have given up right there and then, but, I was driven to fight harder, I would prevail, and recive my name!! With surprising fury I struck out, taking Tuma by surprise!!! I swung my sword like a madman!! Tuma was acctually backing off to block by crazed attack!!! Sukata came to assist me, but complained about lossing one of his blades to Tuma. I responded by riping my right shoulder sword piece off for him to use. Tuma then finally struck back. He pushed me down and tried to fell Sukata, but the little annoyence would not stop!! He continued running around Tuma, striking his armor here and there, while Tuma tried to catch him!! As I watched, an idea struck me. I got to my feet again, and ran. Away from Tuma!! When I felt I had reached a good distance, I charged foward, running at top speed!! Then just before reaching Tuma, I threw my shield at him!! I spun at a deadly speed, AND SPUN UPWARD FIVE FEET IN FRONT OF HIM!!! In dispair I stopped a few feet in front of him and groaned. Tuma just laughed and finally kicked Sukata away. He then cockily stated;'' It's over Skrall. You have wasted your time, energy, and resouces. Give up, or allow me to help you find the door." But he did not see what I saw, or relize what I was just now noticing. The arena audience suddenly began to grow quiet. They saw what I did; my shield falling rapidly back toward the ground!! Instantly I took in what was about to happen and lept at an idea. Without warning, I bashed into Tuma. Hard. Surprised, he stumbled backwards, and directly underneath my falling shield. Suddenly a mighty impact struck Tuma's head. The shield hit hard, with a clang that echoed around the now silent arena. Then, not a sound was heard, until Tuma's mighty body fell to the ground, his form unconcious. He then lay on the ground, dust still settling from his fall. And only the sound of his slow, quiet breathing, could be heard...........''

It was over!! And I had won!! Of course, right after Tuma had fallen, several Skrall and Rock Agori had rushed down to see if Tuma was alright. It took a few minutes to reawaken him, but when he rose, it was clear that he was angery. One of his closer companions, Lontius, was also unhappy, no, furious at me. I thought he would kill me!! Uoano tried to restrain him, but he was more battered and slightly older than his Leader companions. It was then that I addressed Tuma, about a name for myself. After all, I had reasoned, I defeated him, so I deserved a name now. But Tuma didn't see it that way. "How dare you?!?'', he roared. "You tried to kill me a few moments ago and, now you expect a reward for your treacery?!?" Lontius then advanced and struck me with his sword. Very hard. I yelled in pain and fell like a rock. I was then shot by a Thornax of his. I had fought hard all day, endured, heat, pain, defeat, taunts, and more, for this??!!??!! NO! Not today!! I then made a decision. Right then and there. I was going to rebel. Nothing could have stopped me from doing what I did next. I shot at Lontius twice with Thornax. I then rose and made a declaration as Lontious realed from the Thornax. "I am no longer going to stay here!!!", I shriked,"I am rebeling, leaving and giving myself a name!!" At first there was nothing but silence. Then a few muffuled chuckles, then most of the Skrall began laughing!! As if this was some sort of joke!! I was truly furious, and glared when Lontius, still laughing a nasty laugh said,"And what will your name be Skrall??Skrall??" My mind raced, trying to thimk of a suitable name. But nothing came. Then I remembered something. I remembered the time I had been in a ilusion created by the some Sisters of the Skrall. I then knew my name. It was simple. And at the same time grand. "My name is........Skrallix.", I said.''

More laughs. Except now Lontious wasn't laughing as much any more. He was loading his Thornax Launcher and signaling for everyone to be quiet. "If you are indeed rebeling......Skrall, you are no longer one of us, and are a trespasser here. And we don't allow trespassers here....." He then signaled to the Skrall, Elite Skrall, and Rock Agori surrounding us. "Kill him.", he said, "Now." I didn't like the sound of that and was about to defend myself when I heard Sukata voicing a complaint. He stated that, this entire situation seemed rather unfair. Lontius responded by ordering a troop of Rock Agori to kill him as well. Uoano tried to protest, but his pleas fell on deaf ears. Before they attacked I had a plan. I saw a cart of over-ripe Thornax fruits above us,nearby the audience's seating arena. Also the cart was directly above the Vorox with the Thornax Launcher tail. So I fired a Thornax of my own at the cart, and watched it fall. Several exploded behind my new foes, and startled a few. It gave me enough time to run toward the wall were the cart fell. I was held back by Tuma though. He was ready to stop the days maddness. I however, was detrmined to continue my plan, I could and was, going to leave. As I tried to run around him he blocked my path. So I tricked him. I made him think I was runing one way, and then turned and dove the opposite direction. However, Tuma turned quickly, and suddenly my sword found itself tightly lodged in one of his green blades, that protruded from his back!!! With the other Skrall seconds away from me I pulled on my sword as hard as possible. I then heard a low SNAP. One of his blades was now lying on the sandy ground. Without hesitation I grabbed it and ran. Running at top speed I and Sukata arrived at the wall quickly. We were now totally surrounded and out numbered. Or so thought all the Skrall. At that instant, I shot one of the chains holding my Vorox friend. After two shots it snaped. The now partly free Vorox wasted no time in joining the battle. He snatched an explosive Thornax and loaded it into his Launcher. I procceded to free his other arm and two legs from the chains, and quickly started doing the same to as many other Vorox as I could get to. My Vorox friend then began hissing out orders to the released Vorox, who quickly began freeing all the other Vorox!!

The arena became a battleground. Vorox ran free everywhere. Sukata, the Vorox and I stood against attacks from many Skrall. It was then that I decided it was time to go. "Run!!", I instructed the friendly Vorox and Sukata. "What?? Run?? Why, we're wining!!",exclaimed Sukata. I didn't want to waste time explaining how many legions were in the Skrall Empire, or how many times they could kill us. "Just follow me!!", I yelled. As I ran, I was followed by my two companions. We ran throughout the mighty Skrall Fortress. I passed many things, all reminding me of what I was leaving, and yet, I felt little remorse. I could survive, I could prove all the others wrong, and I could fight. When we finally arrived at the gates, Skrall where closing in behind us. I saw Atakus and some other Agori guarding the gates. He looked very puzzled by the sight of a Skrall, Rock Agori and Vorox all running like scared Scarabax Beatles toward him. He couldn't decide what to do, so we trampled over him and ran into the Bara Magna desert. A troop of Skrall were returning from patrol on four Rock Steeds. We knocked out three Skrall and escaped on the backs of their red beasts. At the end of that day, I had no idea what might lay in store for us, the dangers, the hardships, the enemies, or the adventures. But I did know, at long last, how it felt to have a name, and to have freedom.

And it was wonderful.

TO BE CONTINUED!!!!

Part 6
Ah yes, I remember those first early years when the Sand Raiders were just begining. At first, only our Vorox friend, Sukata, and I were in the organization. We were constantly on the run from Skrall forces, that seemed to be searching relentlessly for us. We clashed many times, and a great many Skrall returned to the Leaders, empty handed. But eventually we began to gain members. I will now tell you of a few of them. This is my story, and I am Skrallix. I am creating these tablet stories, to tell of my adventurous past. And I have much to tell......

I will start with describtions of some of our finest members. I will start with;

VERNOX: He is a Vorox, and a good friend of mine. Expert sharpshooter and swordsman, I personally trained him. He was present on my great rebelion day in the arena. He and Sukata were the very first Sand Raiders. Vernox is called "Vernox" because years ago that was the way he tried to say "Vorox". Thanks to years of teaching by Sukata and myself, he learned the Skrall language and Agori language. He has learned quickly and is now attempting to teach other Vorox. He looks like most other Vorox. But he is no ordinary Vorox. He is much more than that now. He dosen't like to talk much, but tends to get his point across, usually with the point of a sword.

Now this next one, you should already know rather well by now.

SUKATA: He is a Rock Agori who is good friends with Vernox and myself. He is an expert with almost any sword, he isn't as good with firing weapons though. He and I had their first adventure years ago. It had involved a food cart, stealing rations, crashing and runing. Plus a Vorox,Vernox! acctually. He is such a good swordsman now that he can even best a Skrall in a duel!! He can be talkative when around friends, but is generally cold when with other Agori or complete strangers. Or enemies. He loves leading troops into battle and can be quite the tactical general for the Sand Raiders.

And now, some new allies....

TACTUS: He is an Elite Class Skrall, and one of our generals. He is one of our strongest, and loyalist, members. He was once, like me, just another Elite Skrall. But after a very stratigic loss against the Baterra, only he, and Lontius, survived. And he was never even thanked for his heroism in battle, instead, he was punished for failing to bring back a Baterra for study. So he rebeled, and joined the Sand Raiders. His strength and endurance are incredible, and legendary. He is able to bear being shot multiple times with Thornax, without flinching.

KRALIS: He is a Warrior Class Skrall, and one of our finer warriors. He joined Tactus in his rebelion, and joined the Sand Raiders alongside him. His fighting skills are excelent, and he has greatly improved them since he joined the Sand Raiders. He is one of the few Skrall who have rebeled. His green armor is his original armor. He feels it reminds him that, he is still a Skrall.

ROCXIS: He is another Warrior Class Skrall who rebeled alongside Tactus. He tends to take after Tactus in another way as well. He has a very high threshold of pain. Simply put, he can't be hurt easily. He has taken on a much different apperence then just another ordinary Skrall. He is also an engineer of sorts. Part of his current armor is robotic. One of his arms, is a massive, mechanical, object. His greatest weapon, is technology.

TERRUK: He is a Rock Agori, and profesional sharpshooter. He welds twin Thornax Launchers, and knows how to use them!! Very well!! When they are no longer as effective as wishes, they become swords, or clubs, or whatever, he wants. He is rather stealthy, and good at sneaking into enemy territory. He likes teaming up with Sukata at times, possibly due to the fact that Sukata is the master of the sword. Together, they can be nearly unstopable.

TOKA:

TIKA:

OCKS: He is a Sand Agori, or Zesk. He was found years ago by Vernox, in the Bara Magna desert. His whole pack was killed by Baterra, leaving him the sole survivor. Over the years, he has learned much, and become quite a notable scientist for the Sand Raiders. He has most certianly proved, Zesk can have great minds too. He was taught to speak, just like Vernox. However he, unlike Vernox, likes to talk alot. Sukata seems quiet compared to him!

IORON: He is an Agori of Iron, and quite the survivor and adventurer. We found him nearly dead in the desert, and he just couldn't resist joining instantly. He has proved a useful member over the years for sure. He has been in so many adventures for different reasons, it is incredible. And every time he has come out alive. He specializes in retriving ancient artifacts from the sands. He has given the Sand Raiders, more than one powerful object.

ARTUNKA: He is an Agori of Fire, and excelent metelworker. He loves modifiying our motorized vehichles, weapons, and armor. He isn't much of a fighter, but most certainly can hold enemies off in a fight. His designs are effecient and strong. He has helped us create our infantry. Some of his half mad theories and schemes caused him to be banished to the wastelands. Were we found him.

SWALUC: He is a Jungle Agori, with a strange mutation on is right hand. Acctually it IS his hand. It's a wierd vine/tentecle......."thing". Interesting story behind it. Years ago, he was an Agori warrior in the Core War. He discovered another source of Energized Protodermis, a small pool of it. And he decided that his current weapon was not good enough, so he wrapped a live vine around his spear and placed it in the pool. However, he accidently put part of his hand in the pool as well. But it did not kill him, oh no, it did something worse. The vine became his right hand. A long, green,tentecle like thing. Over the years, the other Agori grew afraid of him. No one would dare go near, lest they be affected by his hand. No one, except for us. He joined and has been a very helpful member.

NATIS: She is an Ice Agori, and one of our fewer female members. She is a tracker, a very good one too. She is also good with her two dagers. Not even Skrall can stand for long against her. She didn't mind living in her village that much, but she had yerned to survive out in the desert on her own. She didn't last two weeks. We found her nearly dead, surrounded by a pack of hungry Vorox, and two fighting Spikit. We saved her, and she has become yet another valuble member.........

These are just some of the Sand Raiders. Of course, we have had many adventures, fought many battles, and won at least one or two wars. I will now proceed to tell you about a few of those exploits.........

First, our war with the Bone Hunters was rather long and treacherous. Their forces were great, and they had many resources, so all our battles proved intersting. I remember the Battle of Creep Canyon especially. It was one of our earlier fights. The reasons we were at war in the first place were simple. We wanted to put outposts in more areas. Some just happened to be, very close to the Bone Hunters Stronghold. To close for their comfort. And they were upset at our acceptance of Toka and Tika the exiled Bone Hunter twins. They had intended for the two, to experience a horrible death in the desert. Our interference was most annoying for them. And Bone Hunters hate being annoyed. So they started a war.

The battle of Creep Canyon began quietly. A few Sand Raiders and I had discovered a hidden cave that led to a large cavern. With a little work, it would make an ideal base. It was also a good viewing spot. It lay directly on a corner in the maze of canyons, and was rather secluded. As we were preparing to gather supplies for its conversion, some Bone Hunters came charging down one of the canyon passes!! Now there were not very many Raiders with me at the time. Only; Tactus, Ioron, Ocks, Toka and Tika, Sukata, Rocxis, and five other, now....deceased Sand Raiders. We were being attacked by about nineteen Hunters. All on Rock Steeds. Armed with Thornax Launchers. It looked as if it would be a short battle. But it wasn't. Toka and Tika, Sukata, Rocxis, and I all engaged the first wave of attackers, numbering at five. I easily downed two, Sukata took out one, and Rocxis eliminated the remaining two. Tika and Toka kept them down. Meabwhile, Tactus was creating a plan of attack for Ioron, the five other Raiders, and Ocks. He and Ioron then began to set up an ambush for the Hunters. It all came together perfectly. The next wave of Bone Hunters was the remaining number of attackers. Well, almost. Two had disappeared. With only twelve attackers, we thought the battle would be easy. It wasn't.

My sword locked with the Bone Hunter's. I looked around. We were doing well, already five Hunters had fallen, and the rest were growing tired. Then two inexplicably disappered. I wondered about that for a short time, but quickly forgot when we defeated all the remaining Hunters. I had not truly expected a hard fight. The Bone Hunters can be very easy to fell at times. I also noticed then that Ocks had disapeared. This seemed rather strange. However, I was used to odd occurences by now. I walked over to Tactus, who was intergogating the Bone Hunters. "Why did you attack us?" The Hunters remained silent."Speak you annoying desert pests! Or would you rather be more......talkitive in front of a hunger pretator?" They became slightly more cooporative then. "This is the Bone Hunters land!", he hissed. "And we don't like visitors. "I could tell, retorted Tactus,"by the friendly welcoming commitee you sent. You just love new neighbors don't you?" I could see Toka and Tika trying to supress laughter. I also heard something else....Rock Steeds in the distance?? I heard sound echoing down the other canyon side. We were located directly on a fork in the canyon maze. From were I was standing, I could see two canyons, one on my right, and the other on my left. The sound was coming from the left side canyon. Two fellow Sand Raiders went down the canyon, to see what the sound was. Not long after, I heard a scream, then one Sand Raider came running out of the canyon. "THEY"RE COMING!!'', he shrieked! Then he was struck down by a Thornax. I now knew exactly what would, and did, come out of the canyon. An army of Bone Hunters. At least seventy. From both sides. We charged into battle. And our war began.''

CLANG!! "Keep fighting!!,I yelled. "Wouldn't think of stoping!", shouted Rocxis. This was before he had finished his robotic arm, so he was working very hard at holding off the Hunters. "Sukata,Tactus, where are you two??" "Right behind you Skrallix.", Tactus responded. Sukata was to busy dueling three Bone Hunters to answer. I jumped into the air, and smacked a Hunter off his mount. Tika and Toka were up on a ledge above ten attacking Rock Steeds and their riders. I rode over at high speed, but was inturupted by a pesky Bone Hunter. He stuck his sword directly in the path of my leg, and tripped me as I rode!! I fell to the ground as five Hunters surrounded me. One pointed his Thornax Launcher directly at me. "Go ahead pest!",I said as I picked myself up off the ground. He smiled and fired. The Thronax struck me squarely in my chest. I flinched, and strode foward toward him. A foolish look of shock remained on his face, until I smote him off the Steed and got on it. I then continued my ride to assist Toka and Tika. But Sukata was already there, helping out. I decided to take a moment and surve the battlefield. Already two Sand Raiders had lost their lives, and I did not want any more casualties today. I ordered all Raiders to fall back and regroup at the cave. We did, and found some racks to use as shelter as we fought.

After a wasted hour, the Hunters stopped trying to drive us out. Their instead focused on trapping us in. They thought, if we were under siege we would eventually have to leave for water and food. Or die. What they didn't know, was that the cavern had a small sparkling spring, that consistantly spewed out cool clear water. However, food was a problem. We could last another day, but we would not be as strong. Five Thornax exploded on the rocks in front of me. The Hunters were not giving up. Ioron returned with fresh cool water, and we all drank some. One of my fellow Sand Raiders had been seriously wounded. He would not live much longer. We tried to make him as comfortable as one can be in a hard, rocky cave. But, while we were making a plan of escape, we all heard shouts, yells, and the sound of war, outside the cave. I cautiously glanced out, and saw a pack of attacking Vorox, led by Vernox!!! The Hunters were trying to hold them back, but angered Vorox, especially an entire pack of them, can be hard to contain!! I saw Vernox gleefully ordering the others around. He was saving the day, and he knew it. Ocks managed to seak over to the cave and explain what was happening. Apparently, just before we had defeated the original group of Hunters, he had run for the Dunes of Treason, where Vernox was training a pack of Vorox to fight. After learning what was happening, he and the Vorox had come to assist us. After our little update, we charged out of the cave and joined the fight. There was mass pandamonium. The Bone Hunters were all disorganized, and confused by the attack. Yet somehow, the battle managed to drone on for another five hours. When it finally ended, five Sand Raiders had lost their lives. So had thirty-four Bone Hunters.

The Bone Hunter War lasted several years, and ended with a compromise. We would leave them alone, and they would do the same with us. But they were most certinly not our only advisaries on Bara Magna. Another outcast, and his army seemed to enjoy attacking us. His name was Malum.

"RRRRROOOOOAAAAARRRR!!", a Vorox screached into my face! Malum was attacking again. I was outside one of our strongholds, this particular one located beneath the slopes of the White Quartz Mountains. And I was fighting a Vorox. They were stealing supplies from us. Again. Most of their hiests were sucssesful. I didn't want this to be one of them. Beside me, Swaluc shot out his tentacle hand, split it into four parts, and grabbed a nearby Vorox. He then procceded to fling him away. Ahead of me, I could see Kralis and Terruk fighting hard. Behind me, Ocks and Artunka were attempting to hold the gates. I was hoping Vernox would arrive soon. Perhaps he and his Vorox pack, could talk to, or fight Malum's. I frankly did not care which. Speaking of Malum, he was on a ridge fighting Rocxis. And he was winning. Rocxis robotic arm was, again, not yet finished at this time, so he was not as strong. I pushed away the Vorox in front of me, and ran toward Malum. It looked as if he was about to kill Rocxis, and I couldn't allow that. I jumped through the air and smashed into Malum. The mad being rolled down the ridge and jumped up glaring. He was angery. I instructed Rocxis to help the others as I ran down the ridge. At the bottom, I engaged Malum. He was a good fighter, but not as good as a Skrall. Or so I thought. He proved to be quite a challange. "So Skrall," he hissed, "you've decided to live in the desert that belongs to my people. And you dare to steal our few possesions, food, and water. Have you no heart??" "Your people? Which ones, the Fire Tribesmen, or these Vorox?" "The Fire Tribe does not want the likes of me around. Insane beings are frowned opon.'' "I must admit," I again replied, "That your sanity must have been lost to the sands long ago. Or perhaps the old saying is true, 'None can lose, what they never had." This made Malum all the more furious. And he fought the best, when he was angery. I was begining to have problems, in holding him off. I knew what every one said of him. 'Once you're in his Claws, it's all over.' I knew this was true, I had no desire to find out for myself. I continued fighting him, using every trick I knew. He was ready for it all though, and blocked almost all of it. I even tried an old Skrall trick, stick your sword into the ground, and swing around on it, using your feet to bash down your enemy. It didn't work. I went sprawling into the sand and Malum just laughed. I had become a much wiser Skrall over the years though, and did not try to charge him out of anger. Instead, I shot him with a Thornax. We were both about to attack each other again when, one of his Vorox, carrying some of OUR supplies, hissed something at him. "My Vorox, are done. They have all that they want." Rather unexpectedly, a Vorox flew overhead screaming. I swung around, fixing my gaze on top of the ridge. It was Tactus, and Vernox!! Plus an entire pack of well trained Vorox. We began to fight again, but Malum's pack was being slowly defeated. Finally, they retreated (still holding our supplies I might add!!!) with a smaller pack than before. Malum did not bother us for some time after that.'' So far, I have only told you a tiny portion of our adventures, wars, battles, and members. There is much more I can, and will tell. I will tell you of our greatest foes, triumphs, and more!! And I will begin by telling of our adventures with some of the Skrall's greatest foes.

The Baterra.

TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!

Part 7
coming soon!!

Characters
Skrallix

Vernox

Sukata

Tactus

Kralis

Rocxis

Terruk

Ocks

Toka

Tika

Artunka

Natis

Swaluc

Ioron

Unamed Skrall

Unamed Skrall who betrayed Vernox

Unamed Rock Agori

Atakus (canon version)

Tuma (canon version)

Uoano

Lontius

An Elite Skrall

Unamed Vorox

Malum (canon version)

A horde of Bone Hunters

A pack of Vorox

Several Battera

Unamed Sisters of the Skrall

Quii

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This was this Users first story serial.

This story was origanally a Blog series on The Bionicle Wiki, and is currently unfinished.