The Cat and The Fish
Chapter 1
Hunger
Sabertooth had wondered the forest for weeks and had fond no life. He also had another problem, he had a cold, that made his smelling senses die. He was hungry, lost, cold, and was now stuck in some vines. Sabertooth cut threw the vines and continued walking. It had been two days with out water and two weeks without food.
He told himself the three 3's. Three minutes without air, your brain dead. Three days without water, your dead. Then finally three weeks without food and your dead. He fell through a bush and amazingly came right to a small stream. The water was so clear that he could see the many fish in the water. There was 4 carp, 3 salmon, a mermaid, a rainbow fish, wait a minute a mermaid.
Sabertooth knew now that he needed food and water. He looked where the Mermaid had been, instead way a large green and silver fish. It was unusual with it's bright blue eyes and purple fins. The only thing that he noticed most was the fact that it was a fish, and fish equaled food.
"Mm, you look nice and tasty." he said reaching for it.
That fish moved so fast that he could barely keep up with it. "God darn it, get your little scaly ass back here!" yelled Sabertooth, as he dived in the water.
Sabertooth hadn't meant to jump in, but he had so he swiped at the fish. He scratched it so deep across the stomach, that blood flowed all over. Sabertooth was about to pursue it when the hunger got to him and he blacked out. In his mind he knew he was drowning and he couldn't help it.
AN HOUR LATER . . .
Sabertooth's eyes opened slowly to find that he was in a small cave, and soon one was next to him. He couldn't turn his head to see, but he heard a girl singing. He was entranced be her voice.
"All alone in the sea, there's no where else I can be, I feel the heart ace of those before me. No one to hold me, no one to warm me. I feel alone, I feel alone." came the voice.
His heart yearned to sing with them, but head strong, and fierce, he did not. He looked beside him, there was some kind of stew over a pot. He looked around more and saw some blood stains, and the path he knew he was dragged on. He looked, he wasn't the one bleeding, maybe it was the person singing.
He finally turned to see a young women in the corner of the cave. She was tall and slender, with sea green hair that fell to her waist, and a light purple tent upon her peachy skin. She wore a torn white skirt and top, her belt was made of rope, he noticed part of her dress was torn by her stomach and was wrapped with sea weed. She turned around and gave a startled gasp. He couldn't help but gaze into her bright sea blue eyes.
"Are you ok?" she asked kneeling down by him.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well. When you where in the water and passed out, I was worried. You looked hungry and at the point of starving.
She was right, his clothes had become pretty loose on him, and he had passed out a day before. "Well that's none of your concern."
"That's rude, I could have let you drowned." said the girl, obviously angry.
"Listen, I don't need help ok. I'm just fine I'll be able to manage on my own." Sabertooth argued.
He stood up and began to walk to the opening. As he walked two steps the blood drained from his face, he fell to the ground clutching his gut. He moaned and growled at the same time. The women ran over to him, flipped him over, and tried to calm him down.
"You need to calm down." she said softly, holding his arms and body still.
Sabertooth was amazed at how strong she was. He just gazed into her eyes as she looked into his black ones. She was getting closer, and she quickly shook her head and walked over to the pot.
She came back with a bowl and spoon. "Here, drink this." she said sweetly.
He took it and gulped it in no time. "Hot." he said fanning his mouth, the girl laughed.
Sabertooth listened to her laugh, it was amazing. He gazed at her stomach and coloring, and then thought back to the mermaid and fish. It was no time that he had pieced things together. He stared at her, the only thing apart from her body, that he couldn't look away from, was her eyes.
"I'm Fiona. What's your name." she said walking over to the pot again.
Sabertooth growled. "Sabertooth." he said snuffly.
"That's an odd name." she said arching her eyebrow.
"Victor Creed." he said, trying to act mad.
"Well Victor, can you help me out a bit? I can't cut this cloth right and you have claws." she said happily.
Sabertooth cut some white materiel into strips. "There." he said, walking back to the corner.
"Do you mind facing the other way?" she asked, as she reached for her shoulders.
He turned towards the wall and couldn't help but notice a shiny silver plate right in his face. He opted to look at his feet, but was distracted by the sound of cloth hitting the ground. He gazed into the plate, and waited for her to turn, she did. He watched her take off the bandages, he was grossed out to see a large bloody gash on her abdomen, and the fact that he did it, didn't help.
She put the bandages on, and then her clothes. "You can look now." she said, sitting in a sea weed pile in the corner.
He turned and watched her grab some covers. He hadn't realized that it was dark and cold out until then. She looked at him for along time and sat up. He then realized that her cover was his coat. He looked at his chest, and he looked at her.
"Are you coming or do you want to freeze." she said, and smiled. He came over and lied next to her, but keeping his distance.
To Be Continued