Disclaimer: Pitch Black and all of its characters are property of someone else. Both storyline and original characters are mine though.
Time Period: Post Pitch Black.
Emerald Fire
- Chapter One -
Cold... So very cold.
Am I dead? No, for the pain I feel is beyond anything I've ever felt before. I should be dead though. If fate would allow me to die and escape this pain I'd be forever greatful.
The last thing I remember was the rain. Heavy drops of water pelting down upon my form. Eyes of glowing steel in the semi-darkness, swurling with emotion I thought void of such feeling. The pain that racked my body as something sharp and long coiled round my mid-section then pierced into my gut. I couldn't speak, couldn't hear, couldn't move, nor could I breath. I was frozen with fear and the knowledge that I was about to die.
Why am I not dead? I don't understand.
I opened my eyes to try and focus, but eternal blackness blocked my view which made it impossible to see anything at all. As if my eyes were covered, or I was blind in some way, I had to close them once more.
The sound of the rain blasting down upon the desert terrain felt like massive thundering bashing sound waves against my ear drums and skull. Tears welled up in my eyes burning trails down the sides of my face as they trecked down to the dirt floor.
Rain... It was still raining! Why couldn't I feel the rain drops on my face and chilled frame? I felt around feeling dry dirt under my damp hands. Dry dirt? I should be dead. Am I being punished? Is it finally my judgement day? Let me die. Please.. The pain is unbareable. Those monsters must have placed me here to be eaten later.
Caught off guard, I jumped slightly only to cause pain to spike once more up my spine. Warm hands touched my stomach. My quick breathing seemed to pause as delicate fingers felt around the wounds that should have been fatel. A heat filled the gushing wounds ceasing the blood flow and closing the injury. I could literally feel the organs, muscle, and flesh repair themselves at the simplist touch of this stranger's hands. Slowly I began to breath once more though a bit rugged, but more at ease as the pressure upon my lungs seemed to be lifted.
A deep blush crossed my cheeks as those same healing hands moved along my form then stripped me of everything I wore. Not one shred of cloth clung to my flesh. I was soon lifted then placed upon a soft blanket. No, not a blanket... Oddly a pelt of soft fur. I knew not what kind of fur or its colour, but it felt so good against my bare flesh.
Those same gentle hands returned once more to wrap a cloth around my mid-section in bandaging, I think. A fresh set off clothes were placed upon me causing my flesh to warm up a little against the chilled air. I dared to open my eyes once more catching a glimps of two glowing eyes hovering just above me. They didn't belong to him. No... This was someone I didn't know. A total stranger with glowing green eyes that resembled that of some sort of animal. Eyes of glowing intensity. Of.. Of emerald fire.
In my confusion I parted my lips to speak, but my mouth and throat were so dry that nothing escaped but a cough. A moment later a cold metal object was placed to my lips. In finding that it was a cup, I willingly parted my lips once more to drink. The stranger had lifted my head so that I could drink without choking.
As the cold water rolled down my throat, my fears quickly caught up with me. The rain didn't hit me so I must be in a cave of some sort. There was no place safe on this forsaken planet. Those creatures were everywhere. I could hear their clicking not too far off. That constant clickety-click that wouldn't stop unless they were focused on something.
After my head was placed down upon a soft pillow. Pillow? I hadn't noticed till now that my head rested upon something just as soft as the fur but as fluffy as a feather pillow. I was too weak to move about so I lay still while the pain seemed to fade from me. A moment later a spark of light danced in a corner giving me a quick glance around the small cave I lay in. The flicker was too quick for me to focus on anything in particular. Not even the figure that knelt not too far away. Another flicker of light and a small fire started. The sudden light hurt my eyes, blinding me from seeing anything. I could hear wood piling up and the flames spreading across them with crackling and a loud pop as the fire split a dried piece of wood.
Slowly I rubbed at my eyes then glanced around the cave, but my savior was no where in sight. I noticed that I was alone once more. My wounds healed, my body dry and in new clothes, and a warm fire for me, I felt safe. The enterence of the cave was blocked by a heavy slab of rock. I was protected from those hungry hammerheaded creatures outside.
Near the fire I could make out a small crate. Forcing myself to sit up, I turned, then crawled over to the crate. Inside the metal box, a container of water was tucked in a corner while the rest was filled with odd looking fruits and an already cooked piece of meat. Too starved to care that this was someone elses stuff, I dove in eating as much as my stomach would allow. Not caring what the food tasted like I finished every morsel, then guzzled down the water. As soon as I was full I crawled back over to the fur then curled up.
It was white, the fur that is. A large white rug of fur. Caressing fingers through the soft strands I identified it as rabbit. Rare... It was rare and very expensive. Whoever my savior was, he must be very rich. I soon drifted off to sleep wondering who my savior was and why he saved me, or for that matter, why is he even on this hell of a planet.
Before sleep fully claimed me, it hit me like a meteor to the head. A revelation, it seemed.. I guess.. I was going to live. I had a protector.. A second chance at living. I wouldn't let the darker thoughts crush my new ray of hope.