Tales of Bigfoot Chapter 2

We arrived at a cave found in the south of the island and slowly advanced forward. The triceratops was left outside because it wouldn’t fit in the cave. Large crystals lined the ceiling and walls. I grabbed some stone, wood, and thatch from my pockets and crafted a pickaxe. I then got ready to begin mining the crystals when Longimus advised that I don’t.

“Don’t bother, Bigfoot.” He said, “There’s plenty of the stuff at home and you’ll just weigh yourself down. Save space for other things instead.”

I obeyed Longimus and returned my pickaxe to my backpack. As we continued to descend through the cave, the only obvious source of light was the crystals all along the cave.

“Look! Metal!” Shouted Tiny while pointing towards a pile of raw, unsmelted metal. The rocks glimmered a golden color in the dim lighting of the cavern.

“Be quiet, Tiny. You don’t want to alert spiders that might be sleeping nearby.” Longimus commanded.

“There are spiders in this cave?” I asked quietly.

“Yes, but they are much deeper in.” He whispered back.

“Then why did you warn Tiny about them?”

“He doesn’t need to know that. I don’t like his constant yelling.”

I grabbed my pickaxe and was again told to refrain from mining. When I asked why, Tiny told me that metal picks are much more effective, so Longimus and Tiny hacked away at the rocks until there was no more metal to be seen.

“Alright. Time to leave.” Longimus said.

“I am going to stay and progress through the cave.” I told him.

“You’ll be dead before you get to the hard part.”

“I think I can manage myself.”

“Actually, you probably won’t-“ Tiny was cut off before he finished by Longimus saying,

“Shut up Tiny. I’ll deliver this metal to the trike and then return as quickly as I can. Tiny, you will accompany Bigfoot.” Tiny shrugged and said,

“I guess I could do that.” Tiny and myself walked through the narrow passageways. Before long, I heard odd arthropod noises and was immediately caught in a giant web.

“Look out Bigfoot!” Exclaimed Tiny. When I looked behind me, I saw an Areano. I used my hatchet to cut the webs and free up both my arms. Then I pulled out my bow and a few arrows which I landed directly in the creature’s giant head.

“I guess you really can handle yourself.” Tiny said after seeing me victorious. I glared at him and started back on the path through the cave. Eventually, we arrived at a large section with multiple other arthropods of varying shapes and sizes. They were unwise in their decision to assault Tiny and were sliced apart by his powerful sword quickly.

“Come on, Bigfoot. We gotta go deeper!” Tiny seemed all too eager to see what lied in the depths of the cave. Not much was found along most of the way, but Tiny did point out a few black rocks to me.

“You see these? They are obsidian rocks. Whenever you see them, you gotta mine them. You understand?”

“I guess so. But why?”

“Longimus says they are very rare and are also important if we ever want to build the best stuff.”

“Okay, then let’s take these.”

Tiny cut up the rocks with his pickaxe and we continued to descend down. Eventually, we arrived at a small but deep pond that was filled with megapiranha. At the bottom of the pond was a glowing yellow prism.

“I’m going to check that out” I said.

“Those piranhas will chew ya to bits.” Tiny replied.

“Not if I’m fast enough.”

I jumped in and dove straight toward the prism. I discovered it was a storage medium that had blueprints for a better cloth shirt and an amazingly strong wooden bow. I stopped to take a look at it and was punished by a megapiranha’s bite. I quickly swam upward to try to avoid the aggressive fish, and only made it out alive because of Tiny reaching in and pulling me up and out of the pond.

“That was close.” Tiny said, “It’s a good thing you have me here to protect you.”

“Yeah, thanks.” We walked along the path further and arrived at a section it’s a low ceiling that we would have to crouch under. Suddenly, a large centipede known as an arthroplueria dropped from above and landed in front of us. I drew out my new bow, but the creature spit a dissolving acid at it and broke it.

“I don’t know if we can do this.” Tiny remarked as his sword was being melted by the acid. In perfect timing, shotgun pellets flew over our heads and embedded themselves in the centipede’s head. Longimus had killed it and saved us.

“You can thank me later.” We crouched under the rock and entered a small section with a strange glowing object. This was stranger that the lootcrate. Longimus and Tiny seemed to be busy mining the obsidian rocks, so I seized the object and stuffed it in my pocket. We left the cave easily and then went home with all the treasures we excavated from the cave.

“So what was that glowing thing you found at the end of the cave?” Tiny asked me. I looked between him and Longimus and said, “I don’t exactly know, but I have a feeling it’s part of something really important.”