Bug's mind was flooding, overflowing with many a thought and idea.

"A shark? Wait, was it raining before?"

where, who, how, why, when, where the thoughts most common...but as he saw the fish like thing move into attack, his mind, flooded, came up with a basic idea, one to stop the shark.

It was attacking from all directions, so he would attack all directions.

With a single pulse, a green wave of force was released from the insectoid, with his hopes of at least knocking the creature ba-

Now, he was with Mithias, behind him....trying to calm him.

And failing....

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Leeroy...was to late.....to late, by just moments, to late.

As leeroy stepped from the portal, onto the icy world on which he found himself after tracking his fellows, he froze (no pun intended) at his first sight....

A bloody mask, shattered....

no....

no....

no.....

........

Leeroy just stared, shaking. One part of his wooden face looked different, dead...almost, like it could be peeled off, to show something else. He fell to his knees, clutching his head, growling, grunting, snarling.

To those who could see his body, he began to change. He began to take a more human shape, definable muscle and bone structure becoming seen under his bark....he became more human....

To those who could see his soul...the normally green, lively, invitingly calm thing, was rippling...a large slice, taken out, revealing a red core...and from this core, anger, hate, rage, malice...all, were beginning to flow around the rest, a wavelength of vile emotions...something within Leeroy, old, and hidden away, was re-awakening...

And for Number 5, he could tell...it would all be aimed at him, in a few moments.

"Who...." Leeroy snarls out, his voice deeper, more human. "Who...killed....my friend...."