((I'M SORRY I DON'T CAPITALIZE EVERYTHING THAT SHOULD BE T.T I'M VERY BAD AT THAT, BUT PLEASE ENJOY. HOMESTUCK IS HUSSIE'S T.T))
Fear is something that manipulates us all. It's something that will try and make you change who you are and into something you are not. Fear Is something you feel not see and it can be hard to detect until it happens and hurts you.
Writers log #1 It was the middle of winter when it started. The great fire that started the mutations. Humans were turned into these alien things called trolls and whoever wasn't, was killed by them. I am part of the few humans to survive. From what we know, only eight are alive and in this building we stand in. It is located in the desert, under ground so the trolls don't find us. Dave has been working with his newly found brother, Dirk to create weapons to kill the trolls or pods to keep them in till we can find a way to change them back to normal. -End log-
I sat up in my chair, apparently I fell asleep writing my first log! How embarrassing. "holy crap..." I mumble, my neck cracking with my back as I sat up.
"you were out for three hours John, you alright?" Jade asks, tilting her head some. "uh, yeah just excited that's all! I must have passed out do to excitement!" oh my goodness why am I bad at lying. Jade is my little sister. She has long black hair that goes to the middle of her back, jade green eyes with round glasses.
"oh! Okay! Rose and Dave want to go out on a patrol and asked us to go on another! We get the north border today!" How is she excited about North Border? It's the only border we've seen creatures, including wolves, tigers and of course, trolls. Dirk has been hurt twice now by the creatures that live up by north border and none of us is proud of that.
"great..." I mutter.
"lighten up John! At least we didn't get west border! Dirk and Jake are patrolling it again!"
"even better. Two people who attacks anything getting the most active border yet." my voice dripped with sarcasm. They only want that border cause nothing happens and it's sheltered enough so they could make out in private.
"You know you don't want to patrol with them, they are obviously dating, it's cute!" She looked so happy…How? It's cold, it looked like it was about to rain, and, ew, the thought of them kissing? BLUH! "You should relax John; it's not like you to be so uptight about this sort of thing." My sister sort of had a point, but really, who could care at a time like this? It's gross outside! All I want to do is go back to where it was warm and nothing could really hurt us.
"Well I'm sorry I don't like knowing that a gay couple goes off into the woods just to make out while the rest of us are risking our asses trying to save the last bit of humanity!" I pouted some.
She laughed and shook her head. "You're just jealous cause Dave only sees you as a friend." She poked her gun around a bush some. "Who knows, maybe you'll find another human to lobe you, hehe, or you can be like Rose and go out with a troll~?" I swear Jade is the only one that likes the idea of trolls and humans getting along.
I blush some. "can't we go back yet? We've been walking for hours!" I complained. It's been three hours since we were sent to patrol the border and I'm getting really annoyed by it.
"we have two more hours before Rose and Dave go on there turn!" Jade said, pretty pleased with the turn out.
I groaned and dragged my feet. "I want to split up then." she looks at me a little confused before nodding.
"Alright! But you have to be back before midnight." she stated before walking on. I sigh and sit down for a minute.
I always get stuck with my sister on patrols I swear. Not that I am complaining but she can't shut up to save her life. I love her but she needs to learn that I don't like listening to stories about wolves and her dog. I'm more a cat person anyway. "nothing interesting happens anyway..." of course as soon as I say that I hear rustling and a grunt a little ways off from where I sat. I pick up my gun and slowly crawl toward the sound, eyes narrowing at a bush. "come out or I'll shoot you!" I growl pointing my gun at the bush what sounded to be like a small cuss word with a couple of clicks and growls, a troll rolled out of the bush, hissing up at me. He tried to jerk his leg out with no avail, his eyes starting to glow with slight fear as he looked back at me. For some reason, I couldn't pull my trigger. I felt the urge to help him. He looked…well basically he looked weak and cut up pretty bad, a gash of blood dripping down his cheek, clothes torn up and his only weapon was a sickle. He looked at me and flinched, growling he tightens his grip on a strap near his shoulder.
Usually I want to just shoot the intruders on my territory but he seemed...different. He tried to get up, falling to his knees with a loud hiss. I knew something was wrong, his face was twisted in pain, trying to pull his foot from the bush. I put my gun down and cautiously move the bush some. Of course, a bear trap. I grumble about the idiotic ways to capture a weak troll and loosen the trap, grabbing the trolls arm and pulling him up and over my shoulder. He growled and struggled for a moment before realizing I wasn't going to hurt him, relaxing some. "dammit I'm crazy." I grumbled again, his hissing heard near my ear but he only grabbed the back of my shirt to hold on better.