“I thought you could use some help but after that last move you pulled, I wasn’t sure if you could handle it.” The rest had prevailed over the Glorthoks.

Then, Falkier noticed it. A cut in the side of the weapon. It was glowing red and was getting brighter. Falkier didn’t know what enticed him to do what he did next, but he didn’t regret it. He dashed and knocked Jason out of the way; he slid back and stopped rubbing his head.

“What was that for?!” he said, Falkier grabbed the gun he was holding, which had fallen to the ground, he drew his arm back and threw it, but it was too late; the gun exploded in a cloud of fire just two feet out. The flames engulfed Falkier and blotted out the others view of him.

“Falkier!!” Lauren screamed and jumped forward. Jason grabbed her ankles and Shelly and Rebecca held her back. The fought against them trying to get to Falkier. The fire died and the cloud just disappeared. Falkier stoop there, unharmed, unburned, his shirt burned off. He turned around and just stared at them.

“What? It looked about to blow.” He walked past them, smoke still lingering on his being.

“But, you should have died!” Sam yelled as he stepped in front of him.

“Well, I’m not hurt. Just a little hot.” He stood there as the rest stared at him. He was unharmed, unchanged except shirtless and his blue jeans had been scorched. As he walked, small black chips fell off and revealed the dark blue of his jeans unchanged. The others gave up trying to persuade him to check him self for injuries. Falkier opened the door to the armory before them and smiled.

Before him was an assortment of weapons that would impress even the most collective weapons master. Assault rifles, sub machine guns, rocket launchers, sniper rifles, light and heavy machine guns, and, Falkier favorite, shotguns. In lockers were suits that apparently were made for youths. But they fit the humans just fine.

Ten minutes later, outside the armory door, three dozen armed Glorthoks spilled from around the corner.

“Central, this is blue team, we have located black team. They have been eliminated. Orders…negative, the door is still closed… copy. Opthyu, check the log for the armory.” The leader gave a command and another Glorthok accessed the control panel for the armory.