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It's a great story!

This rings a few bells. I haven't read all of it yet, but it looks good.

It's worth reading, trust me

Thanx, Hunch. Much appreciated.

By the way, the gun that Gilly has is actually a minigun, like this one:

I know. Cool, isn’t it?


Picture City

The shell charged forward into the Pirate camp, rocket flaring, Rayman on its back. The Knaaren and Clark streamed in behind him, smashing anything in their way.
But they were outnumbered.
The camp was absolutely packed with Henchmen. They swarmed forward, lasers firing madly.
But Rayman didn’t care. He was so close to his goal now. Some weird fire within him had taken him over, pushing him on, throwing caution and sensibility to the winds. He leaned forward on the shell, urging it to go faster.
A laser bolt hit the shell in its knee joint. It collapsed with a shriek of pain. Rayman jumped clear just in time. It exploded in a ball of yellow flame. A piece of shrapnel flew out of the explosion, decapitating a Robo-Pirate.
But the shell was not dead. Its hard drive and personality program were transmitted wirelessly back to the closest Generating Station, where an identical copy, all affections and memories included, would be constructed almost instantly.
Rayman rolled as he hit the ground. He leapt to his feet and charged forward, towards the prisoners, oblivious of the projectiles whizzing around him. He ran past a Henchman 5000, punching it in the chest with so much force that it span around. He kicked another in the head, making it fall backwards onto another one. And then, like magic, he was at the prisoners.
They were inside Anti-Parapsychological Activity cages. Blue energy danced around them, lighting their faces up. Rayman walked past one cage. Inside was a family of Teensies. They huddled together, watching the battle outside. One of the children was crying. It pained Rayman to have to leave them there. But he didn’t have time to free them all.
He jogged to the last one. There, sure enough, was Globox and Uglette, together with ten of their children.
Globox jumped to his feet. “Rayman! I’m scared! Get us out of here the Pirates are gonna kill us their gonna throw us into a lake of lava their going to fry us with their lasers their gonna…”
“It’s okay, Globox! We’re gonna be okay.”
Rayman scanned the cage for some sort of switch, anything that might turn it off. He found a slot that looked as though a key card might fit into it. But he didn’t have the key.
He was distracted by his thoughts by a Baby Globox yelling: “Look out, Rayman!”
Rayman spun around. A Robo-Pirate was before him. Instead of a gun, attached to its arm, was a sword.
Rayman dodged as it slashed at him. He grabbed its arm and tried to force the sword back onto the Pirate. But the Pirate was too strong. It pushed Rayman to the ground, and went in for a killing blow. Globox shrieked with terror.
Rayman rolled away, just as the blade entered the ground where his body had been. He flipped himself backwards, off the ground. While he was in the air, he grabbed the Pirate’s face, and squeezed with all his might, crushing its head. It collapsed to the ground.
Rayman dropped to his knees, searching the Pirate’s body. He found, clipped onto its belt, a key card. Praying to Polokus, he inserted it into the slot on the cage. The blue energy disappeared. Globox cheered.

Meanwhile, in another part of the city, Four companions fought for their lives. They kicked, punched, shot, used every bit of fighting skill they possessed. But they could not keep it up forever.
Lachimax stabbed his spear into the cannon of a Barrel Pirate, just as it was about to shoot. The electricity reflected off the spear tip, and electrified the entire machine. The wooden planks caught fire, and it burnt to a crisp.
He turned to face another opponent, A Gorilla Pirate this time. It beat its chest, howling.
And then it disappeared in a hail of laser bolts. Lachimax looked up in astonishment. There, hovering above the battle and blasting Pirates with deadly precision, was a warship. It was not the CODEFS warship, because it bore the Pirate symbol. It destroyed all of the Gorilla and Barrel Pirates, and left Christian, Mr. Dark, Gilly and Lachimax standing alone amongst the wreckage of the destroyed Pirates.
The warship descended to the ground. There, on the deck, was Razorbeard.
“Need a lift?”

In the centre of the paper plain, battle still raged. The Globoxes huddled behind Clark, shivering. There did not seem to be any hope left.
Then Globox started dancing.
Out of nowhere, black storm clouds began to appear. They descended to about fifty metres above the ground. Lightning lanced from it, striking only Pirates.
But this still did not help them much.
But then, like an angel sent from heaven, Razorbeard’s warship appeared. It flew down in front of Rayman. Rayman, Clark and the Globoxes climbed aboard. Then, the warship created a force field around the Knaaren, lifting them up. It flew off.
The battle had been far from a victory. It had been a bit of a waste, of troops and time. But Rayman had succeeded in his personal mission. Globox, his best friend, was safe.

Next chapter. Again. I didn't get any feedback on the last one.

The Hall of Doors

A single, lonely warship emerged from the River that Leads to Nowhere. Water dripped from its sail, and its movements were slow, as though weighed down by sadness.
Not far behind, squads of Knaaren came through, clambering onto the banks of the river.
From the deck of the warship, Rayman watched, with the shell sitting beside him.
Globox walked up behind him, and patted him on the back. “You did a good job, Rayman. You rescued me and Uglette. Some of our children are safe.”
Rayman replied: “Yes, but at what price? Half our army is either dead or captured. The Fighting Squad hasn’t returned. And Ly, Globox, what about Ly?”
“Don’t worry, Rayman. We’ll get them back. Every war has defeats as well as victories.”
Lachimax and Christian had come up beside them.
“And besides,” Lachimax continued, “I just got a radio communication from the CODEFS ship. Most of them are okay. They’re on their way back.”
“Good. Then maybe we can get out of this place and get some rescuing done!” All of a sudden, Rayman found the total tranquillity of the Hall rather frustrating. He just wanted to get out!

The Orbital Laser 5000, Outer Space

Above the magnificent orb of the Crossroads of Dreams, a colossal satellite orbited, gliding across the sky at a thousand miles an hour. Its solar panels glinted as it continued its trajectory around the planet. Smaller ships buzzed around it like bees around a hive, adding parts, fixing others.
And, heading towards the hive, the queen bee returns.
Commander Steelwill’s flagship flew majestically towards the Orbital Laser, its sails rippling in the solar wind. It flew up to the side of the Laser, extending a docking port out to it.
Inside the Laser, the Salesman waited, riding crop in hand, watching the airlock.
The airlock door slid open, revealing the figure of Steelwill’s assistant.
“Where is Commander Steelwill?” asked the Salesman.
“He chooses to remain in the safety of his ship,” replied the assistant, climbing out of the door. “He sends me in his place. Why is the Laser not operational yet?”
“The Orbital Laser 5000 requires three triple Z lava batteries before it can work.”
“Why doesn’t it have these batteries?”
“Because it quite clearly says on the package ‘Batteries not included.’”
Steelwill’s assistant sighed with frustration. “Where cam we get one of these triple z batteries?”
The Salesman pressed a button on the wall, and a screen appeared. It showed a perfect map of the areas surrounding the Minisaurus Plains. The Salesman pointed with his riding crop. “This area here is known as the Sanctuary of Stone and Fire. You will find what you are looking for there, buried beneath the main temple. If you wish I will accompany your troops to help find it.”
Steelwill’s assistant stood there for a few seconds, mulling it over in his metal brain. Then he said: “Alright. A fleet of warships will land in that area. You will be with them.”

The Hall of Doors

The CODEFS warship had just arrived. On board was a dejected-looking Fighting Squad. Their weapons were slung, and they had been greeted by an unenthusiastic Gilly.
From the deck of Razorbeard’s warship, Globox watched his child talk to them, coaxing their spirits. Globox could not face his eldest son today. It is hard to talk to someone who you have not seen for five years, who ran away because he hated your cowardly ways, who had risen to become Lieutenant of a small, disciplined army.
Razorbeard walked out from the cockpit of his warship. He had a communicator in one hand. “It’s for you.” he said, handing the communicator to Lachimax.
The speaker crackled to life. “This is Purple Terror speaking. That was a terrible battle. I watched the whole thing, and even killed a couple of Gorilla Pirates myself. You guys were hopeless!”
“Get to the point,” said Lachimax, annoyed.
“Yes sir! A Prison Ship arrived at Picture City about ten minutes ago. It’s picked up the prisoners, and it’s getting ready to lift off.”
“Can you tell us where it’s going?” replied Lachimax.
“Hang on…”
They all crowded around Lachimax, waiting for a response. After about ten minutes, a reply came.
“The ship’s computer says it is about to go to The Sanctuary of Stone and Fire.”
Rayman was horrified. “You’re not actually on the Prison Ship, are you?”
“Sure am. Uh oh. Here comes the pilot. The ship’s about to take off. I’ll stow away and see if I can ride it all the way to the Sanctuary.”
“Be careful.”
Lachimax smiled.
Gilly started yelling.
“All crews to their battle stations. Move!”

Again, no feedback. I'll continue to post this, though, regardless of feedback.
Oh, and by the way, this fanfic is this close to being finished.

The Sanctuary of Stone and Fire

The CODEFS warship thundered forward, above the Sanctuary of Stone and Fire. Immense lava flows flew by underneath. Intricate carvings of fire and heroes come and gone flew by unnoticed.
Inside the warship was the entire Fighting Squad, including Rayman, Mr. Dark and Christian.
Bucket directed the ship up, above the harsh cliffs. He looked at the radar screen, showing where they were. “Approaching battleground,” he yelled out onto the deck. Out on the deck, Lachimax yelled: “Detract mast!”
The warship’s sail ravelled back into the mast, and the mast retracted into the deck.
“Prepare to disembark!” shouted Lachimax over the sound of the wind. The members on the deck hoisted their weapons. Christian activated the Beam Sword on the Form Baton. A member who looked something like a Livingstone drew his swords from the two scabbards crossed across his back.
The warship drew nearer to the centre of the Sanctuary. The Form Baton started making loud beeping noises.
Christian looked down at it. “According to the Form Baton, there is a huge power source nearby.”
“That must be what the Pirates are after. Whatever it is, we must stop them from getting it.
“Battleground visible!” shouted Bucket from the cockpit.
And indeed it was. In a vast sinkhole in the rock was Razorbeard’s warship, shield activated, laser cannons firing. It was surrounded by enemy warships, all weapons trained on Razorbeard’s shields. Knaaren were spread across the islands of rock, systematically destroying Henchmen.
“About time you people showed up!” said Razorbeard’s voice from the communicator in the cockpit. “Two Prison Ships arrived about half an hour ago. The rest of the rebellion must be on one of them.”
“Where did they go?” yelled Lachimax over the sound of laserfire.
“To the main temple complex. You can’t go the same route, though, all you’ll be blasted to pieces out in the open before you get near.”
Lachimax didn’t have time to answer. One of the Pirate warships peeled away from the battle and flew towards the CODEFS warship. Bucket launched a rocket from a small pocket in the side of the hull, and it hit the enemy warship head on, turning it into a ball of flame.
Lachimax shouted to Bucket: “Fly down into the cliffs. The Prison Ships won’t be able to get a shot at us there.”
The CODEFS warship descended into a narrow canyon, followed closely by two Pirate warships.
The CODEFS warship dodged and weaved, missing sheer cliff faces narrowly, making its way through the huge maze that is the Sanctuary of Stone and Fire. The two Pirate warships copied its every move. One of them fired a cannonball at the cliff ahead of the CODEFS warship, showering it in rocks.
The three battling warships finally reached a point where they could go no further. The CODEFS warship was trapped, backed up against a cliff above a river of molten lava. The Pirate warships had caught up, and were slowly, carefully, closing in.
Lachimax scanned the cliff for a way out. He found one, in the form of a narrow ledge leading off into a tunnel. The tunnel wasn’t big enough for the warship, though.
Lachimax gestured to the rest of the Fighting Squad, and climbed up the ladder to the top of the warship’s cockpit. He backed up, and ran forwards, leaping of the back of the ship. He landed perfectly on the ledge he had spotted.
Rayman was quick to follow, as well as Mr. Dark and Christian. Soon the entire Squad was gathered on the ledge and in the tunnels.
Except for Bucket.
Lachimax spoke into his communicator. “Sorry, Bucket. Looks like you’re going to have to hold ship.”
Bucket replied: “That’s okay, Captain. I picked up one or two tricks while I was part of your squad.”
One of the Pirate warships was almost at the CODEFS warship. Bucket pressed one of the many buttons on his dashboard. Out of the front-mounted turret, a dart flashed out, attached to a very strong steel cable. It buried itself into the hull of the Pirate ship, creating an unbreakable bond between the two warships. Bucket jammed the joystick to the left, and his warship span around very fast, and swinging the Pirate warship around, into the cliff, just below the ledge, blowing it up.
The second warship, though, had a hidden weapon. It fired a net from on of its cannons, pinning the CODEFS warship to the cliff. Bucket hit the accelerator, but to no avail. He was stuck fast.
The Pirate warship pulled up next to the cliff. Twenty of the Henchmen onboard activated their jetpacks and flew down the tunnel, after the retreating Fighting Squad.
Gilly was protecting the Fighting Squad’s rear with his minigun, firing into the oncoming ranks of flying Pirates, and literally tearing them apart.
The Fighting Squad reached the end of the tunnel, which came out onto a paved path between two cliffs. They continued running, straight down the path. The Pirates followed.
Rayman looked around to see how close the Pirates were, and almost fell down the huge hole in blocking the path. He looked down it. He couldn’t see the bottom, but he knew it was there. He had been here before.
The Pirates were gaining. “Jump!” Rayman yelled.
The Fighting Squad happily obliged, leaping into the hole, just as the Pirates reached them. Rayman’s hair began to spin, slowing his descent. Each of the CODEFS members pulled a string connecting to their backpacks, and parachutes emerged. Christian attached his Form Baton to his back and pulled off the top part, turning it into a jetpack. Mr. Dark created a cushion of air below his feet.
The Henchmen were not far behind.

They, too, leapt into the hole without hesitation, jetpacks flaring. They fell to the level of the Fighting Squad, and began to fire. Rayman charged his fist up and released, punching through the chest armour of a Robo-Pirate hovering next to him. He reached through the wires of the Pirate’s inner workings, and pulled out the CPU, rendering the Pirate a useless hunk of metal. Lachimax was defending himself wildly, a formidable fighter even with both feet off the ground.
They were reaching the bottom of the pit. Below, Rayman could see a river of lava coming out from just below a stone platform. An upward-sloping tunnel lead off from the platform, too steep and smooth for climbing. Yes, he thought. I have been here before.
Rayman stopped his hair spinning, and fell onto the platform, just as a plum bounced out of the tunnel. He grabbed it with both fists and jumped onto it, just as it fell over the edge into the lava.
There are two varieties of plum inhabiting the Crossroads of Dreams. Both are extremely fast growing, growing back within minutes of being picked. The first variety is much heavier than the second variety, and is also next to useless, dissolving even in normal water. It does, however, produce delicious juice. The second variety, however, has a much tougher and bouncier skin, withstanding contact with molten lava. It is not much good for eating, though.
It was this variety that Rayman rode on now. Down the river of lava, just like he had done all those years ago. The Fighting Squad followed his example, grabbing any plums that came down the tunnel. One person was not quick enough, and was shot in the back by a Pirate. His body fell into the volatile stream, burning to cinders in an instant.
Lachimax looked away with regret. He hated loosing a soldier.
Further down the river the plums bounced, followed closely by the flying Henchmen. They bounced over a waterfall of liquid rock, barely fitting through the narrow gap in the wall beyond it.
That’s when the Thorn Roots appeared.
Out of a hole in the wall, just in front of Rayman, a brown, thorn-covered tentacle emerged, swishing around, searching for prey. It found a surprised Robo-Pirate, and dragged it back into its hole.
Sensing much prey, the creatures behind the wall pushed. Hard. The entire wall fell out into the lava, revealing a squirming mass of Thorn Roots. They reached out, grabbing anything that came close. Which meant CODEFS members and Pirates.
The Pirates stopped chasing the Fighting Squad in order to eliminate this new threat. The Fighting Squad bounced away, leaving the Pirates behind.
Finally, they reached another platform, with a round hole leading off from it. They walked through it, one by one.
On the other side, in all its glory, was the Temple of Umber.
The ceiling was gone, ripped off and vaporised by the combined firepower of two Robo-Pirate Prison Ships, the work of a hundred generations of Ancients destroyed in an instant. There, above the hole, were the Prison Ships in question. And, in the Temple, some heat-proof equipment was siphoning the strip of lava that ran through the Temple away.
Guarding the equipment was what must have been a hundred Henchman 5000s.

That is amazing still havn't read all of it but what i have read was great you have an amazing talent!!!!!

keep up the good work!

Thanx, Blok.
Anyways...
Get ready for the second last installment of Return of the Robo-Pirates!

The Temple of Umber, The Sanctuary of Stone and Fire

The Form Baton’s beeps increased in urgency. That’s how Christian knew that they were close. Close to the power source.
But he had no time to speculate on what that source might be, as the hundred or so Pirates inside the Temple swarmed towards him, Rayman, Mr. Dark and the Fighting Squad. Rayman charged forward to meet them, fist spinning faster than ever. Christian and Lachimax followed, weapons at the ready.
They were to late too get any destroying done.
Umber, Guardian of the Sanctuary of Stone and Fire, was never killed. He lived on, beneath the surface of the lava. Unneeded, uncalled for, waiting for the moment when his temple would be breached a second time.
That moment had come.
The whole Temple shook, knocking Rayman to the ground. The strip of lava that ran through the centre of the temple began to shift and bubble. Like a huge leviathan from the depths of a lake, the stone colossus that was Umber rose from the molten rock, dripping. Its mouth worked open and closed, exercising after so long standing still. His stone eyelids slid open, revealing the red, glowing eyes beneath. The two eyes looked around, searching for the people who had so clumsily destroyed his temple. They found what they were looking for.
Umber began to wreak havoc.
His stone fists smashed Robo-Pirates and CODEFS members alike. He crushed targets with his huge feet. He roared with fury at the destroyers of his beautiful home.
Umber was about to smash Rayman into the ground with his hands, when Rayman was lifted off his feet. He was flying through the air, on…
His walking shell!
He patted it on the back. “Good boy.”
One of the Prison Ships above, seeing what was happening, sent another warship down to stop Umber. The warship flew right into the Temple, weapons armed and ready. It tried shooting him down with a barrage of laserfire, but that only made him madder. Umber charged forward at the warship, only to be pinned to the ground by a net of steel cables.
The Pirates returned their attention to the Fighting Squad, only to find that they were no longer there. They had disappeared.
The lava in the centre of the room was all gone by now, run up entirely heat proof hoses to the Prison Ships, where it would be used to power the ships by heat. In the groove where it had been, there was an entrance to yet another cave. One of the Henchmen ventured into the entrance. Inside, filling most of the cavern, was the battery.
The Henchman climbed out of the groove, then talked into his communicator. All of the Pirates cleared away from the entrance.
A huge blast of plasma pulsed down from one of the Prison Ships, ripping a hole in the floor. Umber could only watch in horror as even more of his temple was turned to dust.
The Prison Ship which had shot the blast fired a tractor beam down to the battery, lifting it up and out. It carried it into the belly of the ship, just below the cockpit.
This was a mistake.
When all the Pirates were gone from the storage room, a small hatch on the battery slid open. Lachimax rolled out, spear ready. Seeing that no danger was near, he stood up and gestured to the other people inside the battery.
The Crossroads of Dreams Elite Fighting Squad had come to the Prison Ship.

Prison Ship 05916, Above The Sanctuary of Stone and Fire

Admiral Clawhand sat inside the cockpit, piloting the Prison Ship. He preffered to do it himself, instead of those bumbling fools who called themselves Henchmen.
He heard the door to the cockpit slide open behind him. Without turning around, he said “Excellent! You can leave my oil on the table.” That’s when he felt the cold tip of Lachimax’s spear against his neck.

The other Prison Ship never expected an attack from one of their own. They were caught completely by surprise when they were hit by a million different weapons at once, and fell to the ground, morphing into a huge ball of ignited gas.
The other warships battling Razorbeard were caught even more by surprise when the only warship left standing after the Prison Ship came was Razorbeard’s. Razorbeard’s warship picked up the Knaaren, then flew up into the Prison Ship and docked with it. The Prison Ship also picked up Bucket in the CODEFS warship.
Inside the Prison Ship, all the Pirates had been switched off by remote control, and all of the prisoners had been released, including the rebellion members captured at Picture City.
Among them was Ly.
She and Rayman found each other inside the complex corridors of the ship. They embraced each other, kissing like there was no tomorrow. They walked, hand in hand, into the cockpit, where a huge screen was displaying the depths of space. In the centre of the screen was the malevolent Orbit Laser 5000. They watched, silently, as it grew ever closer, accompanied by the faint hope of victory.

The Orbital Laser 5000, Outer Space

Ten minutes before the Prison Ship was about to dock with the Orbital Laser, a discovery was made onboard the ship. It was the Salesman. He had been hiding inside one of the prison cells, but the Moskitos’ careful searching had found him.
He was dragged into the cockpit and dropped onto the floor at Lachimax’s feet.
“Who is he?” Rayman asked.
“He represents Evil Genius Inc.,” answered Razorbeard. “Remember the Grolgoth? You’re looking at the very person who sold it to me.”
Lachimax looked at the Salesman with disgust. “You are a traitor to your own planet, you know that?”
“I’m just trying to make an honest living…” started the Salesman.
“Yeah!? Well your honest living almost cost me my life!” interrupted Rayman. “And it could be about to be the destruction of thousands more. What is that satellite, you… you… salesman!? We know that you know.”
The Salesman, crushed and dejected, answered: “That is the Orbital Laser 5000, copyright Evil Genius Inc. Its lowest setting is able to melt through rocks within seconds. Its highest setting is potent enough to destroy an entire planet.”
“And you gave it to the Robo-Pirates. You idiot!”
Razorbeard cut in. “Listen. That Laser might be useful to us.”
“How could it possibly be useful to us, Pirate?” challenged Christian.
“Do you know where the Robo-Pirates come from?” asked Razorbeard to the room at large. When everybody shook their heads, Razorbeard continued: “No. I thought not. The Pirates were originally built as mechanical soldiers by a race called the Rachara. They were programmed to think, to be smart.
“They made one special Robo-Pirate, an even smarter one, who was programmed to be a commander, to further the future of the Pirates by any means necessary.
“This one Robo-Pirate became the undoing of the Rachara. He commanded the Pirates to destroy them. Thus began the Robot Empire.
“The planet Rachara remains the heart and centre of the Robot Empire to this day. From a city in the very core of the planet, the same High Commander that ordered the destruction of the Rachara, directs our every movement, our every improvement. Destroy him, and the entire Empire will creak to a halt.”
“But… how are we supposed to get into the core of the Robo-Pirate home world?” asked Rayman.
“Don’t you see? We don’t have to. We have an Orbital Laser!”
“I don’t like it,” said Christian. “Why are you so keen to destroy your own home world?”
“I cannot go back to Rachara now. I have two counts of High Treason, for which the penalty is death. It’s better for me if the entire Empire is destroyed.”
Lachimax nodded. “Good enough for me. Let’s do it!”

Inside the Orbital Laser, a mechanical voice rang out throughout the corridors. “Prison Ship 05916 to dock with Docking Port 5. Cargo is one triple Z lava battery.”
Steelwill’s assistant marched towards the docking port, two Henchman 5000 at his back. He approached the airlock, waiting.
“Prison Ship 05916 has docked.”
The airlock hatch slid open.
Inside was Admiral Razorbeard.
He was holding a gun.
He fired three shots: Each one hit a separate Robo-Pirate in the chest, before they even had time to process the fact that it was an enemy inside the airlock.
Razorbeard stepped out of the airlock, followed by Rayman, Christian, Ly, Mr. Dark, Lachimax and Clark, who was a very tight squeeze.
They were on board.
A security camera saw the whole thing. It relayed its information back to a screen in a security office, where a Robo-Pirate saw everything as well. That Pirate pressed a button.
Sirens started screeching, and red lights started flashing.
“Red alert. Red alert. Enemy in satellite. Repeat. Enemy has breached the satellite.”
Lachimax grinned. “This is where the fun begins.”
A squad of Knaaren, “led” by Gumsi (who was actually in the middle of them), marched out of the Prison Ship, onto the Laser. They formed a ring around the other people, and held their arms forward. In their hands appeared round, colourful shields of energy.
Henchmen marched towards them, lifting their guns, and peppering the Knaaren with constant laserfire. The shields held. These were the shields, after all, which made Teensies believe they were invincible.
The ring separated, just for a second, to let Rayman and Christian out. They charged forwards, into the masses of Henchman. The ring separated again, to allow Clark, Mr. Dark and Lachimax into the fray.
Out of the airlock came the entire assembled Crossroads of Dreams Elite Fighting Squad, including Bucket. They surged forward to join their Captain. Together, they, Rayman, Christian, Clark and Mr. Dark made their way gradually forward through the ranks of Pirates.

Steelwill’s Flagship, The Orbital Laser 5000

Commander Steelwill heard the alarm. He knew what was going on. There could only be one person behind it.
Razorbeard.
Steelwill rose from his chair and emerged from his shadows. He was ready for battle.

Corridor 1587, The Orbital Laser 5000

Rayman punched the head off a Robo-Pirate, then span around and delivered a fierce blow to another’s chest, throwing it back, where Lachimax finished the job, impaling it on his spear. Christian was melting a Pirate with his Form Baton, using it as a flamethrower. Mr. Dark had a Pirate by the neck, even though he wasn’t actually touching it.
The battle carried on.

Commander Steelwill emerged from the airlock connected to his ship. The faint sounds of battle floated down the hallway to greet him. He walked towards them.

Rayman saw Steelwill walking towards the battle. Steelwill was very tall, taller than Lachimax. He had a head like Razorbeard’s, only smaller relative to his body. His feet were claws. His chest was covered by thick armour. The most noticeable part of him, though, was not his height, or even the ominous air he seemed to carry around with him. It was the fact that he had four arms.
Each arm had a different attachment. One arm had a sword at the end. Another arm had a hook. Yet another arm had a mechanical hand on it. And the last hand had a laser gun, with a nasty looking rocket attachment above it.
Rayman tried to move towards him, but was blocked by a Pirate. It shot at his head, and he rolled to the ground, bringing his foot around to trip it over. It fell to the ground with a heavy thud. Rayman finished it off with a punch to the head. He looked around for Steelwill. He saw where Steelwill was going, and ran to block him off.
He was not quick enough.

Commander Steelwill waded through the battle, slashing and shooting. He sliced the head off of a Moskito, spraying green blood everywhere. He stabbed a Knaaren through the heart, proving that they weren’t so invincible after all.
Steelwill grabbed an enemy by the neck with his hand, ignoring its shrieks. He scanned it once with his red optical sensors, taking in everything, from the purple and yellow stripes, to the ant-like abdomen, to the green lips. He analysed its DNA, and found that it was a type of fairy. All of this took exactly two nanoseconds.
“Let her go!” screamed a voice to Steelwill’s left. He turned his head towards the sound. It was the enemy that Razorbeard had talked of before he escaped, running towards him.
Steelwill felt a hot pain in his hip. The fairy had shoved a fireball into his side!
He brought his laser up to the fairy’s head, relishing the sheer terror on its face. He fired one shot, straight into the fairy’s head.

Rayman watched in horror as Ly’s limp body fell to the ground.
“NO! YOU BASTARD!” he shrieked, charging forward ever faster.
Steelwill chuckled, melting into the battle, quickly losing himself amongst the chaos.
Rayman, filled with grief, hate and sheer fury, charged after him, bowling Henchmen over, completely ignoring the pain as a Pirate’s hook cut his hand. He could see nothing but Steelwill, feel nothing but his raging emotions. His vision was clouded over with red.
He chased Steelwill down the many corridors of the Orbital Laser, leaving a trail of destruction behind him, until they had left the battle far behind.
Steelwill entered a doorway that headed away from the corridor they were on. Rayman followed, hot on his heels.
They had entered a huge room, so big that Rayman couldn’t see the ceiling. It was full of tall towers and platforms and walkways, all joined together above the ground.
Which was covered in molten lava.
Steelwill ran backwards up one of the walkways, firing continuously at Rayman. Rayman charged after him, dodging and weaving on the narrow walkway. Steelwill fired a rocket from his wrist, only not at Rayman. He aimed for the base of an immense tower, which promptly collapsed, smashing through the walkway that they were on, and separating the two enemies. Rayman jumped off the walkway just as it began to collapse, onto a nearby platform. Steelwill did the same, somersaulting onto a platform that was jutting out of a tower, just above Rayman’s platform. Rayman leapt up as high as he could, grabbing onto the edge of Steelwill’s platform and hauling himself up. He launched a fist into Steelwill’s chest, which didn’t seem to have any effect. Steelwill sliced at him with his sword. It passed harmlessly through the gap where Rayman’s neck would have been if he’d had one. Steelwill grabbed Rayman’s fist with his metal hand, twisting it around.
The battle continued.

The Green Lum is a very rare species of lum. The only time when it was ever remotely common was when the Heart of the World was destroyed, throwing the cosmic balance off and causing creatures to breed that aren’t supposed to. The Green Lum was one of these creatures. When the Heart was repaired, the lums stopped breeding and retreated back to their hiding places at the edges of civilisation.
The Green Lum has possibly the most potent powers of any lum. It is the only living thing, including Polokus, that can resurrect living things from death.
It was sheer chance that the Pirates had stumbled across one in the Fairy Glade. It was even luckier that they happened to put it aboard the Prison Ship that the Rebellion had captured. It was this Green Lum that hovered through the battle, dodging laser blasts that would have been painful even to it. It came across the body of a fairy, lying on the ground, trodden carelessly on by Pirates and Rebellion alike. It hovered down next to the fairy’s head and began to work its magic.

Steelwill and Rayman continued to fight inside the lava chamber. They were on an elevator together, trying to destroy each other. Steelwill swiped at Rayman with his hook, scratching his cheek. Rayman retaliated by grabbing the hook and, with the power of raw fury, ripping it clean off. Steelwill looked down at it in disbelief. That’s when Rayman cannoned into him, knocking him backwards off the edge of the platform. They fell together, straight down. Rayman’s hair strained to slow his fall, but Steelwill grabbed his foot. Rayman felt a sharp pain in said foot, and then it was gone. His foot had been pulled off. He watched Steelwill’s metal body fall into the lava below. He hovered down after him, his fury dissipating now that the job was done, leaving behind an uncontrollable sense of loss. Rayman sobbed. He landed on a walkway that was just above the lava. There was his foot, completely intact. It hopped over to him and reattached itself.
Rayman sat down and cried uncontrollably.
Don’t cry, Rayman.
Rayman looked up, startled. It couldn’t be…
It was. Ly hovered down to him, her legs crossed, a Green Lum hovering at her shoulder. She landed lightly next to Rayman, and Rayman stood up. They embraced, hugging each other tightly.
Behind them, the lava bubbled. Something began to emerge.

The walking shell trotted towards the entrance of the lava chamber, following the scent of its master. It walked into the door, and beheld the vast room. It looked down, and saw its master near the floor, hugging Ly. It also saw the tall Robo-Pirate that was emerging from the molten rock. It knew what it had to do. Its master’s life was its priority. It jumped off the edge of the platform and fired its boosters, aiming for Commander Steelwill’s back.

Lava dripped down Steelwill’s side as he climbed onto the metal walkway. He lifted his sword, ready to destroy this annoying couple.
The last thing he ever felt was the explosion of a walking shell colliding with his back.

Ly and Rayman jumped back as Steelwill collapsed onto the walkway in front of them. For a moment they were speechless. Then they laughed with relief. The shell had saved them.

Outside, the battle was nearing its end. CODEFS had taken control of the security centre, and with it the Automated Defence System. They swiftly reprogrammed it to fire only at Robo-Pirates. It made short work of them. They now had complete control of the Laser.
Rayman and Ly joined them at the bridge as The Salesman typed in the co-ordinates for Rachara. “This satellite is equipped with a time-space disruptor,” he explained to Lachimax. “Which means we can get straight to Rachara without years and years of space travel.”
“Good. Let’s get going, then.”
The Salesman pulled back a switch with the label “Safety” above it. Then he pressed a big, red button.
On the outside of the Laser, a huge metal door slid open slowly, silently. Inside, complex machinery came to life.
For almost a minute, nothing happened. Then, quite suddenly, a huge, pure white beam of light erupted from the trapdoor, lighting up space for miles around. The people aboard the Laser were protected from being blinded by the tinted radiation filter over the bridge.
The beam stopped, as suddenly as it had begun. Then, just in front of the Laser, something began to happen.
A rip in the space-time continuum is a thing that is very hard to describe. How to tell of a door opening in the very fabric of reality? How to describe the swirling vortex consisting of every colour imaginable, and some colours that have never been seen on planet Earth, let alone imagined?
Let’s just say that the Laser fell into the rip, taking everybody onboard with it. For ten of the most exciting seconds of Rayman’s life, the satellite was outside the universe itself, floating through the Void. Then, the rollercoaster was over, and they were in space again. Through the viewing window, the people onboard the Laser could see another planet below them. It was completely grey, devoid of life. It was almost completely covered with city. The only places not inhabited by huge, metal buildings were barren deserts. Rayman doubted that there was even any air on the surface.
But, in place of life, there were machines. Huge mechanical monsters roamed the deserts, working on roads across the plains. The cities were literally swarming with Robo-Pirates. And, above the planet, just below the level of the Laser, were the Pirate ships. There was a constant traffic of them to and from the planet. Warships, Megawarships, Prison Ships, Flagships. They were amazing to watch.
Two warships broke off from the swarm, heading towards the Laser. A speaker inside the Laser suddenly uttered a burst of static, and then the voice of a Robo-Pirate.
“Stop! Please do not proceed! You are violating Robo-Pirate airspace…”
The voice was silenced by the Laser’s starboard guns, firing at the warships.
The Salesman typed a command into the keyboard in front of him. An answer flashed onto the screen. “Password Accepted. Begin firing?”
The Salesman’s answer was yes.
“Laser Strength?”
The Salesman’s answer was “Full Power.”
In the very middle of the satellite, a huge satellite dish poked forward. Its tip began to glow. Inside, the Rebellion watched in anticipation, some of them almost faint at the thought of destroying an entire planet.
The largest, strongest laser beam ever fired in this galaxy shot out from the dish, and for a moment time seemed to stand still. The laser beam made no sound during its speed-of-light journey to the planet below, as there is no air in space for the sound to travel on. Its collision with the planet was also silent, as there was also no atmosphere on Rachara. The laser beam continued straight through the planet Rachara, coming straight out the other side. Leaving a hole through the core. Around that hole, the entire planet began to crumble. Cities collapsed. Pirates fell. And, in the centre of the planet, the High Commander was blown to a million pieces.
The Robo-Pirate Empire had been stopped in its tracks. And with it, the last remnants of a civilization spanning 100,000 years were destroyed

Outer Space, Near Polokus’s World

The Orbital Laser 5000 emerged from the Void, its job done. Inside, what had once been the Rebellion celebrated.
Inside the bridge, the leaders of the once-Rebellion patted each other on the back. They cheered happily, their jubilation full of life.
Except for Razorbeard.
Admiral Razorbeard made his way quietly towards the door. He slipped quietly past Rayman and Ly, who were kissing. He got to the door, and began to open it.
“You’re not going anywhere, Razorbeard.”
Razorbeard turned around. It was Mr. Dark.
“I believe you are mistaken, my dark friend,” replied Razorbeard, drawing a gun from a holster on his back. “If you try to stop me, you can say good-bye to your head.”
Mr. Dark lunged forward. Razorbeard fired. The shot rang out throughout the bridge. The talking stopped.
Mr. Dark was clutching his blood-soaked hand.
Razorbeard was gone.
“Stop him!” yelled Rayman, running after him.
He was too late. Just like Steelwill had been, back in the Flagship.

All it takes to depopulate an entire planet is an egg. A single leathery egg.
Tarayzan was wandering around the corridors of the Orbital Laser. He was amazed by how absolutely huge it was. Such a thing. And yet, it had a dark side. It was nothing like the jungles back home. Everything was metal, artificial. It felt almost like the walls were closing in.
Without realising it, Tarayzan wandered into the place where Razorbeard had docked his warship. All of a sudden, he found himself inside the wooden walls of a warship. In front of him was one of Razorbeard’s Henchmen.
“You cannot be here!” the ex-Pirate said. “This is Admiral Razorbeard’s ship!”
Tarayzan ran. But not out of the warship. Further inside, he ran, pursued by the Henchman.
He reached a metal door. He opened it, and ran inside.
He found himself sharing a room with row upon row of round, leathery objects. A thin layer of mist covered them.

The top of the nearest one to Tarayzan opened, like some sort of trapdoor. He turned around, and found the door behind him closed. Through a window in the wall, he could see Razorbeard. Watching and laughing evilly.
Tarayzan turned around again. Something was moving inside the open egg. He peered inside.
A spider-like creature leapt out, propelled by its strong tail. In the split second before it attached itself to Tarayzan’s face, he saw what it looked like.
Eight legs. Two external lungs. One long tail.
Facehugger.


One egg. That’s all it takes.

THE END!

To be continued in the upcoming fanfic:
Alien vs. Rayman!
The Orbital Laser 5000, Outer Space

Bravo man bravo. This was an exelent fanfic and I enjoyed reading it. And I hate reading.
And if rayman and ly are in love I wonder what the children will be like?
My dadda is a raymanian and my momma is a fairy what does that make me?


This post has been approved by my hamster.

Well, I was thinking of having him looking like Rayman, only with purple and yellow stripes like Ly.

Yeah that was another wise ass joke. It evolved from this joke.
My momma is chinese and my pappa is Japeninese what does that make me? My friend told me that.

i've been away for a while and all i can say is.......
(instantly flicks over to read alien vs rayman)

Best fanfic I've ever read #_#

Full of EPIC WIN.

No, wait. It's not just .

It's

One thing I want to know...Did you do lots of English and little Rayman, or lots of Rayman and little English?

I didn't really study much English or anything...

That's good enough for me!

(Runs off to skive school)

I'm still AT school. I'm fourteen.

Have you showed this to your teacher or anyone?

You could get A* all round.