the adventures of mohawk:ice:part 5

mohawk was pushed back into a tree by some small ice spiders, which had loaded claws. mohawk saw the little mogwai hiding in a tree. the hand was pulsating with veins, full of blue, fresh water. a vein burst, and a fountain of water shot out onto the grass. mohawk ran towards the ice, but there were six ice men with guns, and cherryade. "this cherry aid is fizzy! be scared!" mohawk stepped back. an ice man with glasses and a flannel came and soothed the ice. mohawk called out. "who are you? i want an explenation!" mohawk was surrounded, with claws on every side. the ice man in the glasses started to talk. "we came from the ice land, we chose not to have a war with water, us frost cultures, but frost and water, = ice, so we were coated on your planet." mohawk looked confused. "well, who's this ice god?, and you seem not to be of a very peaceful nature.." mohawk asked. "well, we are civilyzed, we have religion, and we have a living idol, the ice god. he was a human, but he grew in the cold, some chemical reaction, and he froze to death, but we did all we could and it worked. he is a living , breathing, ice god." mohawk stared. the hand rose higher. "you said he was stuck in the ice!" an ice man shouted. "well, i wasn't really that sure, he was only.." the ice man with the glasses said, confused.


well, that broke it. mohawk thought. the ice cracked all over it. "we might be able to see the ice god, wow!" mohawk said. "yeah, astounding!2 said the ice scientist. "you mean you've never seen him? " mohawk asked. "the closest i've got is his big hand, there. " the ice scientist said. mohawk saw the arm end at a shoulder. "his head's incoming!" he saw the ice crack, as the ice god clawed up with it's other hand. a terrifying alien creature/monster came out of the ice. mohawk ran along the frosty ground, and caught the spiders and men of ice off-guard. "never mind ice god, how about ice satan?"


"well, not much difference if it's an ice demon.




the tongue was cold, and it slapped mohawk in the face. "oww!" the tongue was covered in tiny spears, icicles. they shot out of the tongue, and mohawk dived. "well, at least i have a chance of survival." mohawk dived into the beast's throaght. he saw some E.Coli crawling out from the gut, in united exodus. they were all sad looking. well, they would be if they lost their homes. duh.
the E.Coli stopped. one bent down to mohawk's toe, then noticed that wasn't his face, so went back up. "hello friendly bacteria, i hope you're not a bad one. " "no, i'm not one of those gangsters."
yeah, mohawk thought, i hope you're not lying.


the E.Coli was very quick, and hopped away. "bye, E.Coli!" mohawk waved. he saw another E.Coli that looked bad.
that's bad, mohawk thought, very bad.

"raaaar!" better avoid that, mohawk thought, as he took the other way to the gut.