《Dark Star Survivor》21 Nito
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The night was dark as Zoey sprinted through the trees. She wanted to be as far away from the city of Colten as she could. She was certain that her shot had not been fatal for the man in black, and she was not about to stick around to find out if he had friends that were as strong as he was.
She was a soldier, a fighter, but the introduction of this world's magic was completely throwing her off. Not to mention she had no idea how to use her transformation that allowed her to survive for a quarter of a millennia on Gaia. She needed to urgently find a way to augment her combat arsenal. Before that she needed to find somewhere she could be safe. Somewhere she could do some research and figure out how to use and counteract the magic of this world.
Zoey continued to run until the morning sun began to shine through the trees. She had no idea where she was, only that she had made considerable distance. The area she was in was considerably different from where she was when she had come to this planet. The trees and foliage here were wilder, bigger. The trees were almost twice the size of the ones she has seen, and sometimes even bigger. This area was clearly more untamed than where she had come from.
As Zoey was looking around, a shrill squeal sounded from somewhere ahead of her. Instantly on guard she unholsterd her 9mm and moved ahead using the trees as cover. She arrived just in time to see a Vekt fall out of a tree. The Vekt looked like a male of the species, and was curled up in a ball while being pecked by a creature that looked like a woodpecker and a squirrel fused into one. Zoey watched for a moment, considering whether or not to help. She decided in the end to help the poor Vekt as he seemed pretty harmless, after all the woodpecker squirrel was bullying him pretty easily.
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She holstered her weapon and went up and shooed away the creature. It chirped angrily at her and even swooped at her, but once it realized she was a bigger threat it flew off, chirping angrily the whole time. The Vekt stayed curled up in a ball for a few moments before he realized the attacker was gone. He timidly looked around and froze again when he noticed Zoey standing there. At the moment, Zoey must have been quite a sight. Black clothing covered in a black poncho and a mask covering her face and her gear was filthy from a night of running through overgrown woods.
After a moment the Vekt unfroze and slowly climbed to his feet.
"Thank you. Was hungry, try to get eggs, angry papa find me, fall from tree..."
The Vekt motioned nervously at the tree he had fallen out of. His way of speaking was a little strange, but Zoey could understand him easily enough. She could understand the hunger part at least. She almost laughed out loud when his stomach loudly growled. She took dry ration from under her poncho and handed it to the Vekt, monitoring to him that it was food. The Vekt was a little hesitant at first, but after a taste, he quickly devoured the ration with relish. He finished quickly and was obviously very thankful for the food, cupping his hands and bowing. Zoey understood it was how the people of Darren showed their thanks and nodded to acknowledge him.
After he ate, the Vekt spoke.
"Me Nito. Not seen you before?"
Nito looked questioningly at Zoey. After a moment of thought Zoey removed her mask and answered.
"My name is Zoey. I'm a traveler not from here, and have just arrived."
Nito's face visibly brightened as he listened to her.
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"Many thanks Zoey! You Nito's friend! Come, Will show you my home!"
Nito started off into the underbrush, motioning with all four arms for her to follow. Zoey was a little bemused and slightly cautious. Nito seemed a little too trusting, but as long as she was careful there was no harm in following him.
The two of them headed off. Nito was clearly excited at finding a new friend, turning around to check if she was still there several times before heading off again excitedly clapping his hands. Zoey found herself smiling a little at his antics. She could not sense any danger from him, and he seemed to be an honest fellow.
Around an hour later, they arrived at a little clearing. Nito began to gesture excitedly pointing at his house and inviting her in. He had turned a massive dead tree stump into his house. The tree would have been the king of trees in this area had it been alive. Now all that was left was a hollowed out stump that Nito had turned into a house.
The outside of the house was overgrown with vines with some areas trimmed to make room for windows and door. Overall it looked cozy, and Nito was obviously proud of it as he stood by the door with a grin and presented his home with all four arms. Zoey smiled at his enthusiasm, and nodded her approval, making Nito's grin even bigger. He opened the door and invited her inside.
The inside was certainly cozy. Nito had clearly put a lot of effort into his house. It was one big room inside the stump, with a fire pit as the centerpiece. There was his sleeping area to the left away from the windows, and a living area to the right that had a couple wooden stumps padded with woven grass for seating. Most of the amenities that Zoey could see were made either from carved wood or animal bones, and woven grass was used for containers and other surfaces.
"Its very nice."
Zoey quietly complemented the obviously expectant Nito. He laughed happily and waved his arms, inviting her to sit.
That is how, in one of the vast forests of Darren, in a small hollowed out tree stump, a friendship began between a girl far from home, and a Vekt called Nito.
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8 170The Designated: Out of Control
It happened quicker than anyone would have imagined. Multiple hurricanes were one thing. People had dealt with that in the past. But, like kids playing dominoes, one thing crashed into another. Areas affected by hurricanes needed resources all along the Gulf and East Coasts drew rescuers and resources away from other parts of the country. When wildfires lit up the Pacific coast and mid-west, those areas were already understaffed. Driven by hurricanes in the Pacific basin, uncontrolled wildfires burned through towns, destroying everything in their paths. Across the Pacific, Asia didn't escape. From the Philippines, across China, into Indochina, and Bangladesh and India. Typhoons and cyclones pounded the coasts and far inland. Widespread flooding forced millions from their homes and across international borders. Mexico was hit hard and thousands died in mudslides as Katia slammed into their East Coast. The refugees fled north and west. Rumours started that hundreds of thousands were headed for the US border. Instead of running out of steam in the southern US, several hurricanes tore up the eastern seaboard, devastating cities and renewing their strength before veering east across the Atlantic. Maria and Ophelia veered east and slammed into Europe, reaching as far as the Netherlands and Russia before finally dissipating. After that, too many weather stations were offline to provide any form of co-ordinated information or warnings. Wildfires in Portugal burned ahead of the storms, fanned by hurricane winds. They sparked wildfires leapfrogging across Europe, beyond any one country's ability to cope. Already uneasy from multiple terrorist attacks over the summer, anti-refugee groups seized the opportunity to stage protests across Europe. Some turned violent as they clashed with police forces. Several governments declared martial law to quell the rioting and enforce evacuations along the path of the storms. Rumour and speculation overwhelmed facts. Unrest spilled over into widespread violence. Then sickness broke out in the displaced populations. Within a matter of a dozen weeks, tens of millions died. In the coming winter months hundreds more would follow. The Designated Project was activated.
8 58Unaccompanied Minor
David is thirteen. He's on his way to see his grandparents in Bent Fork, a one-horse community in northern British Columbia. David is ambivalent about the trip. He's expecting little more than a week of cheek pinching from Nana's neighbours. Yet, his brothers both made the same trip when they turned thirteen. And they seemed to have come back... well, different. Upon his arrival, he receives a package in the mail. It's marked only with his name, followed by the words "Bent Fork." He doesn't recognize the language nor the currency of the postage stamps. David is about to discover there is much more than he had imagined to Bent Fork, its residents and his own history. https://unaccompaniedminor.substack.com/about
8 196After Days Chronicles: A Cabin By A Lake And The Things Beyond.
They had come to this place in a mysterious way. A tempest in time whisked her to him then him and her to here, a cabin by a lake, on the top of a mountain, in a valley that no map remembered. Earth, after the Breaking, is a middle ages, modern day, post apocalyptic cluster-fuck. All living things have been altered, in one way or another. The human race is not exempt. Although most of its changes are physical, not mental. Nor moral, for that matter. This is just one of the many stories of the time known as The After Days. 'So, you control the essence?' "No. I give the thing that is, hmm... the essence inside, the bility, hmmph, the a-bilty to move and shape. I tell what I need and they do, or do not if they not liking it." 'Okay let's see if I get this straight then, you touched the rope and gave its essence the ability to move like a snake, then you asked it to do what it did and it...?' "NO! I speak with mind to the hemp and vine, gave its essence the ability. Yes. Ask it to help me. It say sorry for the hurt. Not you I say, not you, you not hurt me. He make you to hurt! He hurt. You no hurt. Help me, free me. Please. Get me keys. It touched the blood on me. I felt it, sad. I felt it anger. I not ask it to. It kill Mekel, I not ask, but I knew, it, was... umm... chance... poss-a-bility. Nature knows. Nature does. I not force nature, I only ask for help."
8 158The Unexpected [M.E]
"I'd rather not," She replied to his cocky question, even though deep down she wanted to say the truth, to tell him how she was really feeling, but she stayed quiet, and she gazed into his caramel eyes, knowing he'd never understand. Fanfiction. All rights reserved to Paleharold © 2015
8 91Perfect Storm
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