Hi it's Anonymous! This is chapter 3 of Today We Rise. Hope you like it!
When the sun rose the next morning I was surprised to see Chicken staring at me. We made DIRECT eye contact, I was scared. Was she gonna kill me? Was she planning on killing me? I sat up, “Hi Chicken?” I patted her head and picked her up. After carefully climbing down the tree I had noticed my fire still glowing brightly still. It should have gone out a while ago…
“Freeze! Who are you?” Someone shouted from behind me. I jumped and almost threw Chicken who was squawking loudly.
“Shut that bird up now!” They snapped.
“Shh, quiet Chicken!” I whispered. She fell silent, eyes darting around.
“Who are you?” They asked again
“L-lexi,” I answered
“Lexi?” I heard footsteps approaching and soon after a tall man appeared in front of me.
“Y-yes,” I said, eyeing the bow in his hands.
“I'm Pathro,” He said, lowering the bow.
“Who's the bird?” Pathro asked
“Her name is Chicken, makes me think of home,” I blushed, now realizing how foolish her name is.
“Do you know what she is?” Pathro stepped closer, watching me closely.
“I call them dodos…”
“Dodos?” He reached out to pet Chicken who tensed and then leaned forward.
“Not very bright,” Pathro chuckled
“I figured it would be nice to have company… I didn’t think anyone else had lived on this Island,” I set Chicken on the ground.
“Isla Periculum,” Pathro said
“Isla Periculum. I named this island Isla Periculum because of all the dangerous creatures here. Periculum is the Latin word for dangerous,” He explained
We talked for a while. He told me about the other creatures here and what he had named them. The duck-billed dinosaurs were called Parasuars and the large four legged creatures were called Triceratops. There were many others he had named as well.
“Very interesting,” I mused
“Yes very,” Pathro smiled
“So… Do you have any of these creatures as pets yet?” I held Chicken in my arms.
“Yes I do, they are the only reason I have made it this far,” He put his fingers to his lips and whistled. We sat in silence, waiting for whatever he had tamed to come. Soon a tall Parasaur peeked out from behind the rocks.
“Come here Duck,” Pathro held out his hand. The Parasaur known as Duck stepped forward and lowered it's head against Pathro’s palm.
“Wow, it's so pretty,” I smiled, amazed. Duck looks like a male mallard duck, perfectly named.
“He is my travel mount,” Pathro pulled himself onto the leather saddle that sat on Duck’s back. He held his hand out to help me up. I took it, and pulled myself onto the saddle, Chicken still in hand.
“Here, Chicken can sit here,” Pathro opened a large leather sack that hung from the side of the saddle where I gladly, and gently, slid the Dodo in.
“Hold on tight!” Pathro exclaimed as Duck launched into a dead sprint.
“Woah!” I laughed, practically squeezing the life out of Pathro. As we tore across the beach sand I took in my surroundings, amazed both by the beauty of it all and how lonely this place really was. I hadn’t expected to come across Pathro, and I doubt he had expected me. Still being lonely had actually begun to feel… Lonely. I'm glad to now have a companion, who, hopefully, will allow me to stay with him. I smiled at the thought of having a friend around, I was finally gonna make it, at least I hope I'll make it…
It was early afternoon when I first heard them. I tiptoed past my sleeping family.
Direwolves are not night creatures by nature. We feared the sabertooth tigers. But we feared poachers and soldiers of Fenrir even more.
Still,I was restless. And I was sure I heard something just outside the door: the air, moving beneath wings both delicate and powerful.
My sister Lampery yawned and opens one eye. “I’m so hungry I could eat you, Basilisk, she murmured.
“She’s too scrawny to eat,” said my oldest brother, Allo.
I ignored their teasing. I was used to ignoring my siblings. It took some effort, squeezing through the door of our temporary home. An abondoned dirbear cave.
Direwolves used to move around the snow. We didn’t do that anymore.
There were many things we didn’t do anymore. Or so Dilo, our teacher, the holder of our history, told us. He hinted at much more, but there were parts of the direwolf story too harsh for our young ears.
I emerged from the direbear cave into the sunlight.
The sound grew nearer, and then I saw them above the cave.
There were four of them, easily three tails wide and almost as long, with shimmery wings that wove rainbows out of the tree-filtered light. They must have thought there were still direbears there.
“Basilisk.” The voice was soft, part concern, part scold. I turned to see that my mother had joined me.
Lymanrias, megalainia!” I whispered.
She followed my gaze. “So beautiful. They’re heading north, I expect. It’s migration time for them.”
“I wish I could go, too.”
“I know it’s hard sometimes, this life. Especially for you little ones.”
“I’m not little.”
My mother nudged me with her nose. “Not so little anymore. True enough.”
I sighed, leaning into her. She was as warm and safe as a patch of sun.
I’m bored, Megalainia. I want to have fun. I want to chase my tail. I want to learn new things. I want to go on adventures and be brave.”
“No need to rush towards bravery,” she said softly. “No rush at all.”
“Now, it’s back to bed for you. We have a long night’s walk ahead of us.”
The lymantrias still circled, dipping and twirling just beyond reach. “A few more minutes, Megalania,” I pleaded. “They’re so pretty.”
“Not too long,” she said, “and no exploring.” She turned then hessstaated. “I love you, my pup. Don’t ever forget that.” “I love you, too, Megalainia.”
When the lymanrias where gone I was still playing on the beach. I never really listened. Suddenly I smelled hyenadons. I didn’t care. Then I smelled equeses. I didn’t care. I smelled gunpowder. I stopped. I smelled human. I looked behind me. Hyenadons were sniffing. Humans with guns were on equeses. I ran for my life. I heard a yell. I heard gunshots. The eques, human and gunpowder smell were getting closer. Some hyenadons were running beside me. One lunged. It pinned me down. “You don’t have to do this. You can run.” It growled, then it acted like I attacked it. It woofed softly. I ran. I heard a gunshot. I felt a bang than a sharp feeling. I fell. The human crouched down near me. “Don’t you dare get close to me!” I saw some humans head toward the direbear cave. I heard gunshots and cries. I smelled fire and smoke and direwolf corpses. The human pointed a gun to my face. I felt a sharp feeling as it all went black.
The promised land AKA Nic’s story chapter 6 let me just say I started doing alphabetical order and also chapter 4 is on arthroplurea and chapter 5 is on allo. Let’s get started
Nic didn’t have the heart to kill anyone so he smacked the lady in the face with the dull side of the pile and she immediately fell asleep. Nic walked over to the man and said “So she mentioned James I’m guessing that’s your name.”
“Yeah it is.” The man responded.
“Well how can I help you?”
“Start by getting some medical brews I have a recipe in the preserving bin downstairs.” Nic sprinted down stairs and opened the preserving bin he grabbed a sheet of paper. This recipe was very expensive Nic went outside to look for a green house he found one. It was full of fruits and vegetables Nic took just as many as he needed. Nic ran back inside and quickly grabbed narcotic from a mortar and pestle near the door. He used the cooking pot in the kitchen area to make the strange purple goo. He ran back upstairs and handed James the strange dish. “What is this?” James asked.
“Is something wrong!” Nic responded.
“Yes this is a mind wipe tonic are tou trying to wipe my memory?” The man yelled.
“I must have grabbed the wrong recipe.” Nic said. As he turned and ran back down stairs. Nic grabbed tintoberries and narcotic and made 5 medical brews he shoved them in his pocket and ran back upstairs. “Here.” Nic said shoving the bottle of red liquid in front of James who grabbed it instantly and drank it. His wound began healing instantly.
“I think I know how we can use the mind wipe tonic.” James said and pointed toward the woman on the ground snoring. Nic nodded. The man took the purple goo and fed it to the woman. “When she wakes up don’t say anything let me talk to my sister alone.”
“She’s your sister?” Nic asked.
“Yes.” James responded “I’m glad we have a second chance to be a family.”
“Should I say congratulations or just be quiet?” Nic asked only half joking. James laughed. Nic wondered what had split James’s family apart and why his sister had come to kill him…
I don’t know what to call this series but it’s chapter 2 (chapter one is in desmodus) Let me start by saying that I just started typing these stories and am still trying to improve so if you do have any tips on what the story should be called or how to help me write better thank you and if you don’t that’s fine I don’t have any good tips either so yeah let me start chapter 2…
Nic fell deeper into the cave. Only now did he truly begin to feel the pain on his ankle. As he was falling time seemed to slow down he looked around for a possible way out but there was none. He continued falling trying not cry out in pain from his ankle. He thought about the desmodus and their hideous fangs all charging toward him and he swore if he had to come back from the dead just to get revenge the would.
Nic managed to land in water. He probably did the most painful belly flop ever that did not result in death. His brain began thinking at light speed he knew he couldn’t swim and he may be able limp but it would hurt a lot. He couldn’t climb the rocks were too wet. He couldn’t do anything. He was helpless flailing his arms around in the water. Water began to enter his lungs. At that moment a sarco charged him.
It must have expected him to swim up because it went over him and he grabbed its tail it pulled him ashore. That was when he realized how weak he truly was. The sarco’s tail slipped out of his hands. He laid on the ground coughing up water. The sarco turned and glanced at him. It took one step toward him when a man in a scuba suit jumped out the water and shot it in the eye with a harpoon gun. Nic was still too weak to move but he would have ran if he didn’t have an injured ankle and of course if he could figure out how to stand up.
The man in the scuba suit walked over to Nic and held out a jar with red liquid, “Here drink this. It will help you.” He said.
“Why should I trust you.” Nic croaked
“Didn’t I just shoot a sarco in the face to save you!”
Nic was too tired to argue. He drank the red liquid and his ankle hurt less and he could actually sit up now.
“Can I have another?” Nic asked.
“Sorry that’s the only one I had left. Those araneo were a real pain.” The man replied. “So what’s your name?”
“My name’s Nic.”
“How did you get down here?”
“Care to elaborate.”
“Ok well you better tell me what happens when we get to my house if they haven’t found me yet.”