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FICTION
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A young woman patrols the island she now calls home. While walking around, checking her animal traps, she takes care to avoid the more deadly traps set long before she arrived. She arrives near the coast and spots something out on the ocean. A boat. Instantaneously, adrenaline shoots through her body and she sprints toward the pre-made bonfire she had set aside, just for this. The girl makes it there and sparks the flint from the dead zippo lighter to light it. She builds the fire up enough that the black smoke rises up from the fire. Intensely, she watches the boat. After ten minutes the boat changes course and begins approaching the island. She smiles victoriously. After five long years, she's finally going back to her true home.
The boat hit land near the bonfire. Upon inspection, it was a fishing boat. One of the fishermen got off and hesitantly approached the girl, who had waited nearby for them to land. At first glance he saw a one woman arsenal. Bow slung across her body, quiver full of arrows, knives and wooden stakes hanging from her waist, and what appeared to be a machete strapped to her back, opposite her quiver. Torn blood stained clothes were underneath all her gear. Her entire shirt was red, but probably used to be white. She held her hands up as a gesture of peace.
"You want ride to mainland?" the fisherman asked in broken english. She nodded. The man pulled out a revolver, making sure she saw it. "No tricks." he said warily. The girl boarded the boat and got comfortable for the long ride.
A familiar girl was laying down on the plush white couch in an outrageously large and lavish seaside house. Tori Vega pointed the remote at her 100 inch widescreen television. She settled on a Hallmark movie she knew she would fall asleep to.
About halfway through the movie she was on the verge of sleep, that is until she heard her phone ring. She jolted awake, sighed, and reached for her phone on the other side of the couch.
"Who in the hell makes actual phone calls anymore?" she thought as she grabbed the phone. She saw 'caller unknown'. "Hello?" she answered. "Who is this?"
"Tori?" she heard a familiar voice. Tori tried to place it. "Tori, hello?" she froze for a moment. It clicked in her mind.
"Cat?" she asked, trying to keep calm.
"Yeah, it's me." she said.
"Where are you? What happened? How?" Tori began shooting off the things that came to mind in question form.
Hey, so I kinda fell off the map. I originally intended on coming back on the first of the new year, but medical and financial issues screwed me over a bit. here's the beginning of a short thing I was inspired to do. Mainly to fill the gap until I can find my place again with my other two.