TTVSDNM Episode three: Escape
"Escape: Part 1"
"Kocoum!" John said, looking up into the face of the very warrior he had seen get killed.
But he couldn't have been killed! He's standing right in front of me! John thought. Kocoum's eyes widened at the sight of John.
"You?" He demanded of John.
"What do you mean by that?" Fetti demanded.
"Nothing. This is just the man that Powhatan was to kill the night I was injured!" Kocoum said.
"Well, Powhatan obviously didn't kill him if he's right here in front of you." Chua said.
Kocoum said something that John didn't understand and Fetti and Huya dragged him to his feet.
"You brought the wrong man!" Kocoum shouted at the warriors holding John up. "You were told to bring the man with bright red hair to the camp. He was the one who injured me."
"All of these white men look the same to me," Chua said, "What difference does it make which one we brought?"
Kocoum sighed. "Just take the captive away." He waved his hand towards one of the houses and walked away.
"What do you want with Thomas or me for that matter!?" John called after him, his voice as loud as he could make it.
Fetti raised his fist to punch John when Kocoum turned around. "I want payment for what this Thomas did to me. An eye for an eye. Now, take him out of my sight and hearing."
John was dragged to the house and tied to the center support pole. Very funny, he thought bitterly, once again tied to a pole.
...oOo...
Pocahontas sat beside the riverbank again. John had been missing for a week now. No one knew where he had been taken, but Pocahontas could only hope he was alive wherever he was.
"Pocahontas?" Pocahontas turned to find Nakoma. "What are you thinking now?"
"I'm trying to find answers. What would strangers want with John if they don't even know him?"
"I don't know, Pocahontas. Did you recognize even one of the warriors you saw in your dream?" Pocahontas shook her head. She hadn't.
"No." She said sadly. "All I can say is that I hope he's alive."
...oOo...
John didn't know what Kocoum wanted with him, but he knew what he wanted with Thomas. Thomas had 'killed' him, and he wanted revenge for it.
Because the village thinks he's dead, he can't go back there, and he knows it. So he wants revenge on Thomas for ruining his life. But surely, he can find a place to belong in the village of his brother. John thought. Like I found a place to belong in Virginia.
He could hear Fetti and Chua talking.
"I know we brought the wrong man, but why does Kocoum have to be so mad about it? Isn't that the one that was blamed for it?" Chua asked.
"You know Kocoum. He thinks that because his brother is chief he can do whatever he wants." Fetti answered back. "Troya wants to talk to the pale faced one." He and Chua entered the house and dragged John to his feet.
"What does Kocoum want with me?" John asked.
"You and your kind ruined his life, made him leave his home because all of his friends and family thought he was dead. He wants revenge on your kind, and he'll get it, one way or another." Fetti answered him. He and Chua pushed John from the house outside, where it had apparently begun to rain. The cold rain stung John's face, but he didn't say anything. They pushed him in through the opening of a hut and John found himself face to face with Kocoum and his brother Troya.
"So this is the man that my brought back." Troya said.
"It was the wrong man." Kocoum mumbled under his breath.
"What do you want from me?" John asked.
"I want revenge!" Kocoum said, hopping to his feet. "Your kind ruined my life! Because I was injured and they thought I was dead when I wasn't, I was forced to come here! And now I can never go back!" Kocoum said it with such a bitter tone that John took a step back.
"And in order to keep my brother's secret, you can never go back, either." Troya added. "Kocoum, I want you to show him some work to do. Have him do something, whether it be building huts or something. I don't care." Troya said. Kocoum nodded and he pushed John from the hut.
"You'd better get used to this place. You won't be leaving." He said bitterly.
"Look, I'm sorry that you had to leave Powhatan's village, but that wasn't my fault!" John said.
"Look, savage…" Kocoum started. John cut him off.
"My name is John." He said. "But you might know me as the person you tried to kill that night in the glade, the person you were angry at for kissing Pocahontas."
Anger flared in Kocoum's eyes. "Don't you dare speak of her! I've moved on now, and I don't need to be reminded of her!"
John didn't say anything. He just let himself be pushed along by Kocoum towards the woods. Pick my battle, was all John thought, deciding to give Kocoum back the pleasure at a later date.
They stood on the very edge of the forest and with a start, John realized they were well out of vision and hearing from the village. Kocoum took a rope and tethered John to a large rock. He then took a stone-headed axe in his large hands. John gulped. He didn't know what that axe was for, but he could only hope it was for chopping wood, and not him.
"Let's see you get out of that. Now, here's what you're going to do. Because I can't think of anything else for you to do, you're going to chop wood. Got it?"
"Uncle!" a young boy called as he ran towards John and Kocoum. Kocoum turned. He immediately dropped the axe.
"What is it, Niher?" Kocoum asked.
"My Father wants to know what the prisoner is going to do." Niher said.
"Chop wood. I simply tied him to the rock so that he couldn't get away." Kocoum answered.
"Alright." Niher said and ran off.
"You know, if you want me to chop wood, you have to untie me." John said finally.
"I know that!" Kocoum snapped. John shut his mouth. He knew better than to say anything else.
Well, this is going well...but definantly deja vu for John! Please review.
-Robin