The Adventures of Freddy The Flea Pt 17

Previously on Freddy The Flea:

Fria and DaFlea were treading through unexplored territory, mapping their path as they attempted to reach the holding chambers of The Arena. Guided by DaFlea and working with the intel he had, they eventually made it to a ledge, where they needed to take the third entrance. After entering the passage, they walked quite a distance, until DaFlea heard some scraping sounds around a bend. What DaFlea saw sent shivers down his spine.

Part 17:

DaFlea motioned to Fria to be quiet as he slowly walked backwards. When he was close enough, he whispered into her ear.

“It’s a Berserker. We need to get out of here.”

Berserkers were the most feared in The Clump of Death. These cockroaches were chained up without food for days before an event. Whenever the warrior Flea’s were performing too well, surviving through the other obstacles, they’d release the Berserkers who would go into a feeding frenzy, consuming anyone in their path. When Lord Tick was satisfied, they’d open a special potion that was irresistible to them, leading the Berserkers blindly towards their holding cells again.

As the two started backing away, the scraping sounds started up again, causing them to freeze in place.

Suddenly, the scraping sounds accelerated and before they could turn around to run, they were met with two glaring red eyes in the passage.

Fria screamed and DaFlea jumped back in shock, alarming the Berserker who let out a deafening roar.

“AAAARRRGGGGHHHH!”

Without giving it a second thought, the terrified Fleas started bolting down the passage. Fria had never seen a Berserker before. Even as it was down on all its legs, it towered over them.

As the two were running, they constantly heard the scraping sounds of the chain around its leg. As hard as they tried to get away, the sound drew ever closer.

“Don’t stop, Fria!”

“Ssstop!” they heard the Berserker shout in its strange, hissing type voice.

As tough as DaFlea was, he knew he wouldn’t stand a chance against a Berserker. Aside from their sheer size, their armor was virtually impenetrable.

“You’s mussst ssstop runnings.”

“Keep going Fria!” shouted DaFlea, as he stopped in his tracks.

He knew it was hopeless. There was no way the two of them could get away, but he might be able to buy Fria enough time.

As DaFlea turned, he was face to face with the Berserker. It looked like a towering mass of shielded bone staring down at him with those glowing red eyes.

DaFlea wasn’t sure what he was going to do. All he knew was that he’d keep fighting until his last breath.

“You’sss a tiny little Flea,” hissed the Berserker.

DaFlea just stared at him and got into his fighting stance.

“I’sss can crush you’sss with one smash.”

“Oh yeah. I want to see you try!”

“No’sss, Flea. I don’t likesss crushing Fleasss.”

DaFlea looked puzzled. He’d seen how easily these Berserkers made work of Fleas before.

“They force’sss ussss. I wantsss to crush them.”

“Then why did you roar at us?”

“You’sss gave me a scare’sss. I don’t like’sss getting scare’ssss.”

DaFlea gradually relaxed from his stance. What he thought were mere ravaging beasts, was now standing in front of him, communicating.

“I escaped because they force’sss ussss.”

DaFlea looked around to see if Fria was gone. To his surprise, she was standing right behind him. As soon as she noticed he’d stopped, she came rushing back.

“I see’sss your friend is brave’ssss. I would like to help brave’ssss.”