Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20171103171830/@comment-101.187.22.242-20171214210327

How did Glory know is was Drift, no on told her.

As they had fled the building, Lucious noticed something he shouldn't have, while he was in the vents he noticed it led to an entire other area. He had not gone that way, as you may have guessed he was busy helping out the gang at that time.

Now, as they ran along through for their lives, Lucious noticed another door along the hallway. He didn't stop until he heard the faint scream, the screen of torture and prisoners. There was more.

Everyone else was so busy running for their lives that they didn't notice Lucious disappear through the vents and around the door.

He found himself in a new hallway, the floor had little trinkets and pieces of metal all over the place. He noticed a long dead corpse, a skeleton of a stegosaurus covered in armour. It was a long dead guard.

Lucious heard talking, and he hid in the guards corpse, he looked ahead, there was an opening. Another large area full of cells. There were two guards, gulongs by the looks of it, stuffing bread into the cells for the prisoners to eat.

He could, see one of the prisoners, screaming, it was the one he had heard earlier. He was laying on the bed in the cell, clutching his head and screaming. As the guards past him, he heard them talking about how the rebels failed to find the mechanic and are now fleeing for their lives. The mechanic, who is the mechanic. Drift wasn't a mechanic last he saw of him.

He walked into the cell room, searching for one he recognised. The one who was screaming had a dark crystal stabbed into his jaw, the same that Adder had when he was mind controlled. As he looked around, everyone had these stab wounds on their jaws. He soon came to the last cell, and he saw a figure he knew. The birds back was turned to him and he was seated in the middle of the room. "Drift?"

The bird didn't turn around, he seemed as if this was routine. "I thought it was done, oh well, he quick will yeh, I have important business to attend to"

"Wha... Drift it's Lucious"

Drifts head turned right round, a bit like an own. Except his terror bird neck was just long enough to support this kind of turning. As Drifts face became clear as day. He too had stab wounds over his face, he hadn't sharpened his beak in what looked like years, so his beak was just overgrown with too much keratin. "Drift, what have they done to you"

The bird didn't answer, but instead remained seated. Then he mumbled "good to see an old friend"

Lucious opened the cell, and as he came in he undid Drifts chains and allowed him the ability to walk. But Drift remained seated, Lucious looked at him, "come on, I'm getting outa here"

"I don't deserve freedom, however, you can still make regular visits, I'm open from 6-16 every day"

"No, Drift, we are not letting you stay here and rot, what did you do?"

"I helped them build the gene bomb, they took my mind and forced me to build them weapons"

Lucious was shocked, to here that know two of his friends had had this terrible treatment. "Don't they keep you under their control all the time?"

"No, if they use it to much you will go mental, like the screaming fellow across from me, I'm to valueable to break"

"But that's all over now, Drift, I've been searching for you for too long now, you coming back"

"I really can't, I have a plan, I'm going to attack the guard tomorrow, he is going to to fight back using non lethal methods, but I'm not going to let him, I'm going to die for the good of the Rift, no matter where I go, they will be following me"

"Drift, don't, please come back, we need you, I'm surrounded by people who are either mental or overly calm about everything, I need you"

Drift didn't respond, he just turned back to the wall and sat there, unwilling to take the risk.

"Drift, everyone is either serious or broken, I've gone through torture and ridicule, high and deep, dangerous and safe conditions searching for you"

"All I want right now, is a little humour"

Drift twitched at humour, like somehow deep inside. It touched his heart.

Lucious turned back and walked out the cell, "the cell is unlocked if you change your mind"

Lucious then walked Dow the hall, he looked at the two Guards standing before him and yelled "hey, why didn't you lock the cell door, I was able to escape with ease"

The guards become confused, and then enraged, they made a call, and many more showed up. Lucious stood his ground, ready for the fight to come. They all charged at him, he managed to defeat a few, but after a while, he became overwhelmed and pinned to the ground. This was going to be the end of Lucious.

But then, music started to play, it was an orchestra. And then, everything became slow motion, a tall figure jumped out the cell and started kicking people in the face, his attacks were perfectly aligned with the music. With every beat of the mighty drums, symbols and guitar.

Kick.....kick.bite.kick.......kick.......slam, slam, slam, slam. Kick. Kick. Kick. Bite, kick kick kick kick kick slam... smash smash smash slam pow kick kick and slam. WOW. Dodge dodge weave and powwwwwer kick. Jump jump jump jump jump and flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, kick.

Drift stood still looking around, everyone was dead.

"Ok, let's go"

Lucious smiled at his tall feathered friend. "You weren't actually going to kill yourself were you?"

"Heck no, it was a joke from the very beginning. No way I spend another minute in that darn cell...

Oh wait"

Drift ran back to his cell, and then came out with a box of Terrible Lizard Tea. With EXTRA healing vitamins and is a good healthy start to the day.

Drift walked over to the corpses "ok, now I'm transferring to another location, make sure my tea delivery spot is changed as well, I don't want to miss a single delivery, ok, good, we have an understanding"

He then walked back to Lucious, and mumbled "they are such morons, its like they are just not listening at all, it's like talking to a dead body"

Lucious smiled, "here's the joker I remember.

You know that tea is the most common herb on the island, you can basically walk through fields of it?"

Drift looked down, with a sad face, and started complaining "but this tea if full of unhealthy additives, preservatives and product waaaaste"

"Very well then, my old friend, very well then"