Orchestrated By C.M. Rich (Magnetman)
By Zapper, Zerkai, Gauntlet
Gila Gladiators (W)
Location: Sharm El-Sheikh,
Max. Cossack Scrap Value: 6675
SA Infantry: 1080
RPD Units: 1031
Wily Bots: 594
Wraith’s music blared in his helmet, namely Tchaikovsky’s 1812 symphony. He waved his arms slightly like a conductor as he moved through the hallways of the Egyptian ruins, discovered only a few years ago. The walls were in wonderful condition, having been buried in the sand and protected from the winds. Three levels of ruins existed, all but one of which was void of sunlight. He hopped gingerly over a section of the floor near the entrance, which turned out to be a large room over fifteen feet in circumference.
SA Joes were milling about the area, careful not to trigger the pitfalls they had set up in the ruins. A Dark coloured Joe named Judas saluted him and said, “Sir, the teleportation shield has been set up. Anyone inside the ruins won’t be able to leave unless on foot.”
“Very good.” Wraith said, admiring the artfulness of the now-trapped ruins. “Tell the other five to get to their places. The Gila Gladiators won’t know what awaits them in that horrible abyss.” The Dark Joe bowed and ran off. Wraith had learned from experience that Robot Masters tended to be the largest hazard on the field, and the occasional human.
He cut the music and peered out of a hole in the ruins. Any moment Wily’s officers will give chase to the SA troops retreating to these very ruins. He ordered to keep them out of the ruins, which suggests that something rather valuable. Also, several ammunition and supply crates were “hidden” in the area, just so that the Gladiators would “find” them and realize that the area was supposedly valuable to the SA. “The bait has been set. The worm is squirming.” With that, he saw his forces falling back to the ruins, with the Gladiators in hot pursuit. Wraith chuckled as he slunk into the shadows.
--------------------The eight Gladiators were chasing after the Scissor Army troops in an underground passage. They had engadged a squad of Scissor Army Joes up on the surface, but instead of engaging the GG in battle, they retreated into the caves.
--------------------“… STOP!” Dynaman and Sharkman shouted simultaneously, skidding to a halt at then end of the passageway. The Scissor Army Sniper Joes have ran into the end of the passage, only to be enveloped by an unnatural darkness, even in this cavern. It went completely pitch black the moment one stepped out of the passageway.
--------------------Oil and Torch stood back to back in the bleak darkness, adjusting their weapons in preparation for Wraith's eminent attack. They weren't moving from their current room as the others did, they just waited for the fiend to show himself. Oil fiddled with his buster while Zaneroth slid a bayonet attachment onto the nozzle of his torch arm. Wavegirl just tried to concentrate on the mission. She was scared of the dark, but ... she could get over it just fine. The Scissor Army was here to do what they do, so the Gladiators had been sent to stop them. Simple as that.
--------------------The fires had burnt their fuel and died down after a few hours. The chamber was quiet as death itself. A few minutes later, this peaceful scene had changed. Stones shifted uneasily on their foundation. Suddenly a large piece of stone was shot across the room as the dead man kicked it from his path. Wraith struggled free of his confines, ignoring the apparent damage he had gathered. His armour was charred and the gold was flaking off, along with small flakes of red-hot, ruined metal. Around his neck was his ruined cloak's remains, which comprised mainly of glowing cinders. But he wore a smile. If they thought the hand of the Lord would be diverted that easily, they were sadly mistaken.
--------------------The Gladiators were making their way into the darkness. They were bickering somewhat. They may be slightly lost, but they had bested the Scissor Army Officer and left him buried a mile off. Things just didn’t get much better than that. This counted as a clear win for the Gila Gladiators.
--------------------Wavegirl turned into a passageway. And then into another. And another. It was dark. So, so dark ….. and the screams. She must have been far away by now, but she could heard Dynaman’s screaming as if it was just around the cover. She wanted to help. She really did. But … the dark … and this place …
--------------------He looked around the room, and then began laughing. His eerie cackle echoed throughout the ruins. A Dark Joe appeared from the shadows, one of the several surviving units. "Sir." He said, interrupting Wraith's laughter. "The battle's proceeding brilliantly. Consider this another win for the Scissor Army!"
--------------------It was only a day later. Wraithman deposited his gifts to Wily at the boarder of one of the territories he controlled. Darkness cloaked him and gave him safe passage to do so. He had heard these people were blown up, ripped apart, and more. It seemed that they were indestructible. Well … whatever happened, Wily may be ble to repair their bodies, but Wraithman wondered how well their minds would survive.