Everybody landed on the ground with a massive thump. (The adjective 'massive' was added thanks to John and his voluptuous (thank you Jessica for that adjective) behind.)
"Jeez! This time-travelling thing hurts! Ok, where the heck are we now?" Nicole winces and rubs her bruised bottom.
"Here, let me stroke that for you, Nicole."
SLAP.
John prostrates himself before his fuming lover, "Please forgive me, Jessie-bear." He raises his head to show a big pair of watery puppy eyes. Jessica, completely unaffected, just glares and raises her hand again. John squeals and cowers.
Paying no attention to the exchange, Rosita glances around the bleak terrain they had landed in, bordered to one side by a small forest. Noticing something odd, she peers closer at one of the broken trees on the side.
"Hey, is it just me, or does that tree look like it's been spliced?"
Jessica, having finished disciplining her lover, stands up and walks to the tree, running her finger along the cut. After a few moments, she straightens and turns to the group. Adjusting her glasses, she informs them, "Indeed, it looks like it was cleaved cleanly in two, and judging by the damage done to the grain of the wood, it was done by an arm length blade with a sharp edge but a blunted center."
"Oh, that'd be me," Diya raises her arm, morphing the metal on the sides of it into a sharp edge. "But how did I cut this tree? Didn't we just get here?"
Aaron strokes his invisible goatee pensively, "Evidently not. The Star has somehow malfunctioned and brought us back to this place with the half-humans." Aaron glances around. "Hmm, and it seems my assistants have disappeared as well." He walks off, still stroking his non-existant goatee.
"Ha, good riddance. Those two blundering idiots were getting on my nerves anyway," Catherine sneers.
"Ok, but hasn't anyone else noticed one other important thing missing from this picture?" Rosita asks.
"No... what?" the ever-perceptive Nicole looks confused.
"Where are the human-wolf-hawk mutants?"
An ominous shadow is cast over the group. Everyone looks up to find a force of about twenty of the human-wolf-hawks descending upon them. Their leader Rachel drops down with an earth-shaking crash, decimating the grass beneath her talons.
"Intruders will not be tolerated," she hisses, narrowing her gold-flecked eyes. "What do you have to say for yourselves, trespassers?"
A silence. Followed by:
"Do you taste like chicken?"
"Destroy them! Starting with the insolent one!" Rachel raises a cruel-looking talon and points at Anna.
Everyone tenses up, preparing to do battle again. Before the opposing sides can clash, Kyna rises up with two flaps of her wings and calls out, "Wait! Can't we just talk?"
Diya snaps back, "Don't bother, they aren't going to listen to us." She assumes a fighting stance, while Anna assumes the crane stance.
"We will listen. But only to you, duck-human. For you are one of us," Rachel inclines her canine head towards Kyna.
Kyna blinks twice and points to herself, "Me?"
"Yes. You."
"Ehh, I think you've got it wrong. I'm just a summoner. I don't know why I'm still dressed in this silly costume while everyone else looks cool, but rest assured, I am 100% human!"
Rosita leans over and whispers in her friend's ear, "Erm, I don't think that was the best thing to say given our current situation."
Rachel raises her eyebrow, "A summoner? I have never heard of such a being among humans."
"Ahaha, well as you can see, we're a pretty one-of-a-kind group," Nicole gives a chuckle and leans her arm on Anna's shoulder. Anna wibbles... Anna wobbles... and topples over, taking Nicole down with her.
Diya gives Anna a disparaging glance, "Tch. Very dignified guys, very dignified. I told you the crane position was stupid."
The leader of the human-wolf-hawks interrupts, "Enough! I have decided. We shall talk. For I have never seen a group of humans like yourselves, and judging by your scents, the summoner is not the only unique one." She scans the group with the heightened perception of a hawk. "Indeed, you are an interesting group. I wish to speak to you all. Come, let us return to our temporary base in Sector C Quadrant 2 of this area."
With a series of short howls and growls, she commands her squadron to retreat back. Bowing their heads to her, they take to the skies and fly off.
"Come on, let's go," she turns to the group.
As everyone makes a move to follow, the figure in the shadows steps out again.
"Wait. How do we know we can trust you?"
"Aaron! Where have you been all this time?" John asks.
"And why do you care? Is there something I should know about Johnny-kins?" Jessica pouts.
"Oh... no reason. Don't worry, there isn't anything going on between Aaron and me currently," John reassures.
Everyone winced at the "currently."
"Well if you must know, I was examining the Star. Why did it bring us back here? Why didn't we travel to another time? Did we break it? Is it dysfunctional?" Aaron wonders, scratching his head.
Rachel steps forward again, sniffing the Star. "Oh no wonder it didn't work, it's running low on power, not to mention you're using it while its still in pieces. Don't you humans know anything about the things you steal from other civilizations?"
"Of course not. I didn't get a chance to take any of the documents with me. A bunch of you creatures started shouting 'Thief! Thief!' and I had to escape. It's all your fault I don't know what I'm doing," Aaron explains.
A sweatdrop appeared on Rachel's head. "And this is why we don't tolerate intruders..." She sighs, "But in all events, since I've already invited to you to come talk, I will let this offense slide this time. As you already know from our last encounter, I am known as Rachel, and I am one of the leaders of our pack. I'll tell you more at base."
Everyone gets up and follows Rachel across the bleak landscape.
4 comments:
Aww... Rosita and I had planned an epic trans-species love story!
Diya. You spelt "thief" wrong. :(
No I didn't, what are you talking about? >.> Haha, jk. Thank you, Nachu. For forever pointing out my faults. =)
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