The Maniac and his Dog

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  I started to saunter through the forest. I always enjoyed making sure to take a good look around me. The Earth always amazed me, even though I had literally seen and done everything else in the galaxy. I've fought parasitic monsters, hacked data from Grineer consoles, and paid a visit to Uranus to uncover Tyl Regor's latest project. The best part is that on natural land, it was hard to have good security. The only security they had, was the guards, and they could be taken out with a bow and arrow.

  I got myself out of my earth-drunken stupor and remembered the mission. I heard something buzzing overhead, and ducked behind what looked to be an abandoned Kubrow den. I wouldn't want to live around the nasty Grineer either, I thought. 

  A dark yellow circle appeared overhead, and something came out of it. A small, Grineer transport ship. Military-Class. There was a landing pad about 90 meters north of my current location, and it made its way there. Something jumped out of it. Vor? no, it was...  Dr. Tengus. I heard him speak their backward language and tried to translate.

  "Where is the laboratory, I was promised?"

  "This way, Dr."

  "Excellent."

  As the two henchmen escorted the gruesome-looking Doctor, two soldiers came out with some sort of cargo in each hand. One was lab equipment, to be sure. But the other one looked like a sort of cage. It had a kubrow inside. I wondered what they were doing with it, and peered at the kubrow den I was behind. I heard more jibberish.

  "And I am assuming that the Captain is ready to speak with me, correct?"

  "Vor is awaiting your arrival."

  "I'm sure he is. He would just adore seeing the Queen's protege, wouldn't he?"

  "Yes, doctor," one of the soldiers half-heatedly said.

  I pulled out my bow and arrow, and aimed it at the doctor, then his soldiers, then the lab equipment. No, I thought. Stealth, If I kill him now, I will jeopardize the mission at hand. Looks like I've found him. 



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