Code Red

Chapter 4

Upon leaving from that battle, the alien terrorist was walking in the woods. His eyes went from tree to tree, on alert in case someone followed him. The air hit his face calmly. He was not certain, but for some reason he was tempted to deem this part of the planet untouchable. That would be difficult to do when war would be upon everyone soon. So his best bet was to possibly recreate such a place after all is said and done.
  Where he was headed was towards a training ground. He had spotted it the first time he arrived to this populated sphere in space. It wasn't just something he just stumbled upon though. He was busy observing some creatures. They took up the place and came there at least once a month. Only one of them in particular came twice a week. You could take a guess as to which person would allow his or her self to come to this part of the woods continuously.
  Reaching his destination, the young fellow had wasted no time in using his abilities. Looking down at the palm of his hand, he summoned a life threatening defensive weapon. Glancing around the area, he made a target out of a tall, strong tree. His other hand became preoccupied with another useful item. It was the same as the tool in his left palm, like a twin. Aiming at the center of the trunk, the new threat in town began to utilize his gear. And the tree was not the only thing to be hit.
  After taking a few shots, the enemy flipped over the log that was propped up by two hard pieces of woods in the middle of the training ground. He blasted once more, sending a loud noise through the woods. His eyes quickly darted to a nearby row of vines. With the speed of a panther, he threw his two twin guns to the ground and drew out his sword. He sliced, diced, slashed, and stabbed each plant violently as if it was an actual animal or mammal. It took only seconds for this to occur, which provided him with extra time. Stabbing his blade into the ground, nature filled his ears and annoyed him deeply.
  Birds were soaring across the sky. Migrating back from their mini vacation since the weather has transitioned from winter to spring to summer. Settling in and arriving back was part of their protocol. A protocol that came at the wrong time. Pointing at the flying pests, the skilled assassin shot bullets into air. He watched as they dropped like skydivers. Some made noise at the hit, which made the man chuckle. Once he had enough fun with them, he went back to his routine.
  Pulling his saber out of the dirt, his senses tingled. His ear twitched. His eyes traveled slowly from each corner of the space. A twig snapped. Footsteps were heard. He swiftly turned around and saw somebody's shadow. That somebody was mumbling to his or her self. Quietly keeping himself out of sight, the alien decided to make this worth his while and let this person further endanger their safety.

"How in the world am I supposed to find the emerald lactosa?" The human wondered. The face was twisted at trying to enunciate the name, "What kind of flower is even named that?"

Staying on the trail, the mammal used their compass to make sure they were going in the right direction.

"K, so it should be near the bush at Welder's field." She said aloud, "I wish I had powers so I could just teleport there."

"It's not like you'll make it there anyway, might as well attempt to save your own life." Choosing this moment to make an appearance, the attractive, yet cold hearted warrior approached the young female.

She whipped her head around and became frightened. Her eyes looked up and down at him, questioning, "Who in the world are you?

"The last person you'll see before you enter Heaven, and that's if you're lucky enough." The man responded sinisterly.

Not backing down, the girl grabbed a log and swung at the guy. He fizzled away, which confused her. Lurking from behind, her opponent picked her up. Dangling from his grip, she tried to get down. He smirked a little. That is when the female used her legs and swung, which helped her backflip into the air and land back on the ground.