Hello everyone, this is my first story I've made for this site. I've only been typing for a year so my grammar is not the best, so sorry to all those people who want perfect grammar. I hope you enjoy what I've wrote.
In an ordinary gas station in the western part of Kentucky, things weren't so ordinary. Zack the cashier at the gas station had his hands tied and was on the ground. In front of Zack was a petty robber rummaging through the cash register. This kind of situation for anyone would be scary as hell, but for Zack this was the third time for him. He sat there calmly and didn't try anything because the last time he tried something, he got shot in the stomach. Oh yeah this robbery also has a gun, so there's a sense of wanting to live in Zack. The robber soon punched the cash register and turned around to Zack. He walked over to Zack and grabbed him by his shirt. "I want more money! Give me your wallet before I shoot you!" The robber yelled into Zack's face.
Zack held his anger and spoke calmly at the robber, who held a gun to his face. "No because I don't care what you do to me and plus call me Zanny. Next time try learning your hostage's name."
Of course this pissed the robber off and now he wanted to shoot Zanny. Luckily Zanny heard the police siren, so he took his chances. He kneed the robber in the gut and ran for his life. Zanny only managed to get 30 feet from the gas station, before hearing a shot ring out. Zanny soon felt a stinging pain in his leg and fell to the ground. Police cars quickly swarmed Zanny and the robber. The robber was quickly taken down by the police's k-9 unit. The police grabbed the robber and threw him in a police car. They helped Zanny out by taking him to the local hospital. Zanny found out that he got luck and that the bullet only nicked his leg, but was still given some medication and was told that the pain will only last for the rest of the day.
After the whole deal with the robbery and taking another trip to the hospital, all Zanny wanted to do was just go home and relax. He was still in pain from the bullet that nicked his leg, despite the medication he was given, and driving with this pain made driving difficult. The stormy weather and long distance to his house didn't help either. Zanny's house was at least a 40 minute drive from the hospital with a lot of turns on dirt roads to go through. He didn't mind the drive so much. It was a relatively peaceful drive through the forest, but with this storm starting to pour and thundering, he knew he had to drive faster before he gets stuck in the mud.
Zanny put his foot on the gas and started to speed down the dirt road, weaving through the tight turns and trees that had falling on to the road. The pain in Zanny's leg was acting up and it was hard to keep his foot pushed against the gas. He shouted in pain when the car hit a log on the road and made his leg bounce up and hit his leg against the steering wheel. He eased up on the gas and started to take his time on the drive back home.
By this time the rain was just pouring even harder and lightning bolts were striking the trees around him. The sudden flashes of lighting didn't scare Zanny, he was used to it because it was very common for trees to be struck. He ignored the bolts, despite the danger he was in with being in a metal box. He continued driving down the dirt roads, but by now it was a muddy road. He looked out the window and see what was ahead, but with this down pour, it was ruining his visibility. "OK where the hell is that gravel road? Damn this rain. It always has to make my day worse than it was before."
Zanny tried his best to see and find the road that lead to his gravel driveway, but no success. He drove for another half an hour, before stopping completely near a narrow wooden bridge. He laid back in his seat, letting out a sigh of frustration. Zanny's anger was starting to get to him and started to shout and punch the car horn. "God damn it! God damn it! Why is my life so fucking miserable!? Why do I deserve this bullshit life!? Being shot, beaten, and treated like nothing important, it's not right! Why can't something good happen!?"
As Zanny vented his anger and frustration, a lightning bolt struck mere feet in front of Zanny's car and setting the bridge on fire. This ok course scared the crap out of Zanny. "Holy shit!" He managed to jump from his seat to the back seat. He felt the pain in his leg from that jump. Zanny took several deep breaths after dealing with such a scare and pain in his leg. He rubbed the back of his head. "What the hell was that?" His question was answered when looked up and out the window of his car. What he saw was something that was hard to explain. The spot that lightning had hit was now charred ground with smoke rising from the crater. Beyond that was the old wooden bridge which by now was ablaze in a spectacular inferno. This inferno was strangely unaffected by the down pour and was somehow a purplish blue. The roaring fire danced in the rain with such beauty that it would have made a prefect picture to hang upon a wall or even in an art gallery.
Zanny was in awe as the bridge burn to the ground into nothing but charred ashes. He stared at the inferno for several more minutes as it continued to pour rain, but then the glow of the fire was outlining something that was sitting in the smoking crater where the lighting stroke. Zanny wasn't able to tell what it was due to the lack of light. He thought about if it would be worth it to see what it was. Zanny knew it wasn't worth being soaked to see what was in the crater, but something was driving him to get out of the car and see what that thing is.
Zanny sighed as the feeling to go and see what that thing is won. "This better be fucking worth the soak." He soon hopped out of the car and ran towards the crater. His boots were quickly caked with mud and his sprint was slowed down to walking speed as the muddy ground clung to the boots and the pain in Zanny's leg started to act up.
When he got within sight of the item that sat in the crater he came to a complete stop. Zanny was baffled by what he was seeing, but he didn't stand there like an idiot. He quickly grabbed the item and ran back to his car. Zanny slammed his car door and wiped the rain from his head. He was breathing heavily since he had to sprint through thick mud with a leg that had a bullet in it earlier. Zanny had lain back against his seat with the mystery item sitting in his lap and took a few more deep breaths. He closed his eyes and sighed. "I really hope this thing was worth it."
Zanny finally got his breath back and sat back up. When he finally looked at the thing that sat on his lap he was puzzled by it. What was on his lap was an egg that is the size of a basketball. It had a bright orange color to it with a large cream spot on it. Zanny picked it up and studied it for a moment. He knew it was an egg, but had no idea what could possibly produce an egg of this size and color. "I've watched plenty of Animal Planet, but I've never seen a thing like this before." Zanny studied the egg for a few more minutes, but then sat the egg in the passenger seat. "I figure out you are when we get home."
Zanny started the car back up, but when he put his foot on the gas the car didn't moved. He cursed to himself, knowing that the car was now stuck in the mud and he wasn't going anywhere. He punched the steering wheel and then lay back against his seat again. He looked back over the egg that sat against the passage seat and then to the pouring rain. Zanny saw that the old bridge was now gone and the remands had collapsed into the river. He sighed and rubbed his head while lying against his seat. Just great, just freaking great, I'm now stuck in the middle of nowhere, not even close to my house, my car is stuck, and I have no idea where this egg came from.
Zanny looked over to the odd colored egg and stared at it for a moment. He placed his hands on the egg and picked it up, placing it on his lap. He paused for a moment, staring at the egg. He didn't know why but he felt that he was somehow emotional connected to what was inside and that he would do anything to protect the living creature within. Zanny knew whatever was inside was fine by the warmth it was giving off, but then that warmth of life just disappeared. Zanny's eyes widen out of fear. Oh crap, Oh crap, think fast, think fast Zack. His mind thought at the speed of light for a solution, and then it suddenly clicked. He opened up his jacket and places the egg between his chest and jacket. Oh god that was too close for the pour thing inside. I'm glad I managed to save it in time.
Zanny took a breath of relief. "I hope whatever you are that you will care about me, unlike everyone else in this world." Zanny yawned and stretched. He then lay back in his seat and soon reclined the seat. He got comfortable with the egg resting comfortably in his jacket. Zanny suddenly felt the egg move around a bit. Zanny chuckled as the movement in the egg tickled his stomach. "Well I'm really happy that you're excited to be warmed up by my jacket."
With all the events that happened today, it took the final toll on Zanny and he fell unconscious from exhaustion. The night was the most peaceful sleep Zanny has had for the longest time, but while he slept something strange started to happen. The egg within Zanny's jacket started shack furiously and began to crack. Zanny was out cold and didn't even feel the creature poke its head out from his jacket and licked Zanny's face. The creature that came from the egg soon curled up and fell asleep within Zanny's jacket.
The night soon passed and the morning sun came up. By now the storm has longed cleared up and the forest was flooded with the morning light. The once wooded area was now a muddy swamp. There was at least a foot of water covering the area and now the front end of Zanny's car was completely below water. With Zanny's car partly underwater, water has seeped into the car. Zanny was out cold and didn't even feel that his feet were in the water. It wasn't until the sun raised enough to shin light into his face to wake him up.
Zanny rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms and legs. He moved his legs around and felt the water that was below his seat. He was still groggy from the restless sleep he had and he only could feel pain in his right leg, so it took a moment for him to sense that his legs were in water. "What…what… why are…why do my legs feel like they're in water?" Zanny raised his seat back to the seating position and then looked at his legs. He then looked down at his feet, only to see greenish brown water covering his lower legs. He then looked out the front window and saw that his car was partially sunk into the mud. At this point Zanny just didn't care anymore and just wanted something in his life to care about and it would care back. With that thought he immediately remembered that strange egg he found in that lightning bolt crater.
He placed his hands on his chest to see if the egg was doing alright, but when he felt his jacket something wasn't right. The first thing was that he didn't feel an oval shape, but rather something that was a bunch of lumps. Also there were some crunching sounds. "What the hell?" Zanny looked down and opened the top of his Jacket to see if the egg was alright. I really hope I didn't crush the thing.
When he looked down his jacket to see if the egg was alright, there was no egg, but rather something orange, covered in fur, and was staring right back at Zanny. The thing within Zanny's jacket immediately jumped from the jacket and started to lick Zanny's face. Of course Zanny jolted back from the fury of kisses from the friendly creature and picked up the thing. He managed to pull the thing out from his jacket and finally got a good look at it. What Zanny saw was in fact the strangest creature he's ever seen in his life. It has bright orange fur all over it, except the fur on its belly, around its mount, and a large spot above its tail, which is a cream color. It also has some black marks near its mouth. The creature resembled some kind of weasel or otter, but that's not the most striking features of the thing. It has this bright yellow ring around its neck which Zanny couldn't understand why there's a point for a creature having this ring around its neck. It also has a strange tail. The tail was like a regular tail until it reached half way and it spilt into two tails. At the end of both tails they have cream colored tip. The last noticeable feature was the blue fins on its forelegs.
Zanny continued to hold the strange weasel thing, studying the features of it. While Zanny held the creature, it was furiously wagging its tail, with its tongue hanging out. Zanny looked back up to the happy weasel's face and saw its tongue hanging out, like an adorable Great Dane. This display of joy actually managed Zanny smile and forget about all the problems he has. Seeing that smile on Zanny's face, the creature tried to wiggle free from Zanny's grasp and give him a bunch kisses by licking his face. The attempt of affection made Zanny chuckle and actually caused his grip to loosen. The weasel took advantage of this and leaped forward, peppering Zanny's face with licks. The onslaught of kisses made Zanny laugh, while trying to remove the creature from he's face. After a solid minute of licks, Zanny finally got a grip on it and held the weasel in front of him again.
The creature still had its joyful smile, with its tongue hanging out. "Bui bui buiii!" The creature barked with an overjoyed tone. Zanny was taken aback when in the creature had spoken. It wasn't a bark like he had expected, but rather the repeating the sound 'Bui'. "You're the strangest thing I've ever seen in my life." Zanny said as he placed the weasel in the passenger seat. The creature was confused by what He said, but before it could say anything Zanny continued to talk. "But you're pretty cute and unbelievably friendly." With that complement the creature's face lit up with joy. It ran up to Zanny's lap and placed its forepaws on Zanny's leg. "Buuuui buui bui buiiii bui bui bui!"
Zanny smiled at the creature's natural dialect. He placed his hand on the weasal's head. "The way you speak is so cute." The Weasal got the biggest smile upon its face. With being called cute and adorable so much the creature, it thought it couldn't possibly feel anymore joy.
There was a sudden grumbling got both Zanny and the weasel attention. They both looked towards the creature's stomach. With looking down at the weasel's stomach, Zanny accidently looked further down between the creature's legs. He immediately saw its gender and felt bad for looking down there because it was such an inappropriate thing to do, but it was good to know that it's a girl. There was another grumbling sound, which got Zanny's attention. The grumbling was louder than the last time and it echoed within the car. Zanny knew right away what that meant. Oh no, why know? Why does this have to happen in all of places? The weasel looked up at Zanny with the saddest look, it whimpered.
Zanny sighed and looked down at the pour thing. He felt awful for not having any food with him. He knew it was important to feed a newborn and knew it was going to get very noisy in this car. Zanny saw the tears starting to form around her eyes. Seeing that the weasel was about to cry, Zanny started to flinch. Zanny waited for the ear piercing, but for some reason it never came. He looked down and saw that the weasel was staring past him and out the driver window. Zanny was puzzled by the sudden change in mood. The creature kept staring out the window with great curiosity. She jumped on to his lap and ran to the window. She pressed her forepaws against the window, staring out it intensely. Zanny was still confused on what could have stopped a newborn from crying.
Zanny kept silent and waited for whatever was keeping the weasel's attention. After a few minutes, there was the soft sound of an engine. As time went on the sound of an engine became louder and louder. The weasel started to bark as the sound grew louder. Zanny started to look out the window and saw something moving closer, towards them. When it finally got close enough, Zanny saw that it was an older man on a motor boat. By this time the weasel was jumping back and forth between the front and back seats.
The boat pulled up next to Zanny's partly sunk car. The old man stood up from his seat and over to the car. He looked through the sun roof of Zanny's car and knocked on it. Zanny looked up at the old man looking through his sun roof. He pushed the button by the sun roof and it slowly squeaked opened. The old man was ginning when the sun roof finally opened fully. He smacked his lips together, and then spoke. "Looks like ya need some help getting out of here son."
Zanny looked up and finally got a good look at the old man. The old guy was probably somewhere around the age of seventy. He was wearing some worn out overalls, with a white t-shirt that's not so white anymore that's covered with all kinds of stains that no one really could tell what they're from. He also wore a hat that belonged to some old auto shop that's been out of business for years. When the old guy asked if Zanny needed help, he immediately looked over to the weasel that was jumping on the seats in the back.
Zanny slowly looked back at the old man, who was still waiting for an answer. The old man gave Zanny a look that from what Zanny could tell meant 'Well are you going to answer me or are you going to waste any more time.' "Yeeaah…I could use some help out here, but don't freak out with what I'm bring with me."
The old man grunted by what Zanny said. "Boy I've lived around here for a good five decades and I've seen more shit than you've put in the outhouse." With that Zanny took a deep breath and then climbed out of the car from the sun roof. The weasel of coused ran towards Zanny as he got out of the car. She whimpered when Zanny left the car and she couldn't follow him. Zanny of didn't forget her and lowered his hands down to grab her. Before Zanny pulled her out of the car, he warned that old guy not to freak out. "I don't think there's a thing on this god's green earth that would scare me."
After that finale reassurance from the old man that he wouldn't be scared, Zanny took the weasel out from the car and held her in his arms. When he finally turned around, towards the old man, the old guy actually had a genially surprised look upon his face. The old man stuttered as he spoke. "Well…that….I…..that's…." The old man took a deep breath and cleared his throat. "Boy, that thing is not of this god's green earth. Where did you get such a thing like that?"
"Well I found her when I got stuck here last night. She's only a baby because she's really friendly." Zanny said while worrying what this guy will do. While waiting for the old guy to respond, Zanny remembered something important. "Oh yeah…uh do you um….have any food? She was about to cry, right before you showed up."
The old man snapped out of his confusion after Zanny ask if he has food. "Uh yeah…I have some food for the little one." He walked over to the cooler and pulled out some fresh fish meat. He handed the fresh meat to the little weasel, which was still in Zanny's arms. The weasel leaned forward from Zanny's arms and took a sniff at the meat. When the delicious smell of food hit her noise, she instantly grabbed the meat from the old guy's hands and chowed down.
Both Zanny and the old man watch the baby weasel chow down on the fresh meat. When the weasel finished eating the fish meat, she chirped with delight about the taste of her first meal. She soon yawned and fell asleep in Zanny's arms. Zanny thought the sight of the weasel sleeping was pretty damn cute.
The old man coughed and got Zanny's attention. "I think it's time to leave, since you're companion there is asleep. By the way, my name is Paul and what would your name be son?"
"Zack, but everybody just calls me Zanny." He said as he looked down at the weasel. If you're going to be with me, then I'll just call you melody. You're so energetic and happy that you bring a new tone of happiness in my life.
"Alright Zack, we'll be going to my house. It'll be half an hour before getting there. You don't mind leaving your car there, stuck in the mud and water?" Paul said as he began to yank the cord to start the motor.
Zanny just shucked his head no. Paul nodded and finally got the motor started. When they finally started to move, Zanny looked back down to Melody, as she slept in his arms. I don't care about my car. I don't' even care if I lose my job, as long as I have you in my life, I'll never be unhappy again.
After getting to Paul's house, Zanny had found out that last night was a major storm that many people had to evacuate their homes. Thousands of homes were flooded or completely destroyed last night, which included Zanny's house. He didn't care because he was enjoying the time playing with Melody. Paul's wife was surprised by Melody, but she thought Melody was very cute. Melody loved being called cute and started to play with Paul's wife.
Zanny and Melody spent about a month with Paul and his wife because Zanny had to sort out the insurance he had on his home and car. When the insurance was all sorted out, Zanny called his job and said that he quit. Paul asked why Zanny quit his job and Zanny said that with the money he got from insurance and the money he'll get from selling the land he owned, he planned to move to swamp area of Louisiana, since he discovered that Melody was a natural swimmer and would be better off in an area with water. Paul didn't judge Zanny for his decision and gave him a farewell.
After another month looking for a house, Zanny finally decided to buy a house boat and moved it by a local river bank. With this new home and Melody able to fight against anything in the swamp, Zanny found that this place was a perfect place to live with his new companion. Zanny also managed to get a job at a bait shop and found it a lot less stressful than his old job. With Zanny's life finally at peace, he can enjoy life for all it can offer.