Disclaimer: I don't own The Future is Wild or any of its characters.
Summary: As I said before, it's a rather strange fanfic. No, it's not about the human crew in the Timeflyer as I think it's the animals that should have the show! ^^ This has nothing to do with the documentary either, I put it under this category because I like the cartoon designs much better than the 'realistic' designs! ^^ And there might be animal characters that came from the show. Now, why is this strange? Well, different species of the Antarctic Rainforest come together to make a rock band. Yes, you read right, a rock band with high-tech guitars and drums and everything. They still live a natural life with trees and the food-chain, just with a little bit of technology and stuff mixed in. Now if you have something against strangeness like that, I advise you don't go any further! Anywho, naturally, different species working together when they would've been enemies could cause a lot of trouble in the forest......Even worse when two of them starts falling for each other......Based this on a dream. Now if you made it this far without rolling your eyes and/or scoffing, please enjoy the story. Thank you! ^^
Prologue
"No....no." Sprayz shifted the hold on her pencil (Yes, pencil! Get used to it! ^^) and erased her spelling error. She had just finished singing the Spitfire part of the dawn chorus, and as usual, she was recording her newly made song. Chattering her beak, she paused momentarily to listen to the chirps and peeps of other Flutterbirds. Sighing and shifting on her perch, she wondered why she is the way she is. Instead of resigning herself to traditional bird-song, she juices it up with words and refrains. Then, when she's done, she writes them down to remember them later.
Her singing passion started practically from the moment she hatched....Not really, but that's how long it felt. Her parents never reprimanded her for it, but never exactly supported her either. For some reason, she was happy with that. She couldn't stand the idea of them either being angry with her talent or gushing over it like mindless birds.
Giving another sigh, she shook out her feathers and stowed her paper and pencil in a secret knothole in her branch. Spreading her wings, she took flight and fluttered off to her prime hunting ground, ready to eat breakfast. Along the way, she couldn't help but hum the tune to her new song.
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Dagger yanked another bite off his Flutterbird breakfast that he brought down about half an hour ago. Like all Falconflies, he enjoyed the taste of birds, especially those that were particularly agile or put up a good fight. Those are the ones where victory tasted the sweetest. He won't deny that his favorite part of the whole meal was the seasoning saltiness of the blood. Usually the first thing he does after he kills his prey is to lick the red stains off his claws and harpoon-like limbs.
His breakfast was temporarily interrupted when he heard a musical humming, something quite unusual in these forests. Looking up, he saw the source, a Spitfire Bird, fly by. It didn't know he was there and he fought his hunting instincts as it disappeared into the foliage. Although Falconflies can and usually will continue to kill birds for fun and sporting pleasure, dagger didn't really feel like it at the moment. He decided to let the lucky bird go.
In fact, hearing the humming got him in a musical mood himself. Ripping off as much meat as he could carry, the large insect flew to his secret log, leaving the carcass behind for the scavengers. Inside the log, he had something very precious to him hidden away from the rest of the world:
His guitar collection...
And along the way, he startled a pair of Flutterbirds.
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"Whoa!" Metie and Oxie exclaimed simultaneously as a Falconfly zoomed by in front of them. They watched the apex predator carefully, but thankfully, it showed no interest in them and continued to fly out of sight. The two Flutterbirds gave a sigh of relief.
"All of a sudden, I thought he was out to get us." Metie said to her Roachcutter companion, who nodded.
"Tell me about it.....Like I need another bug on my tail." She rolled her eyes and continued the course through the forest. "I mean, honestly. Don't these Falconflies have anything better to do than to go around killing things?"
A distant screech sounded, telling all in the forest that a Falconfly has claimed another victim. The duo shuddered instinctively as the False Spitfire Bird answered the obvious.
"Apparently not." She sighed with a mutter. "I heard they hunt for sport."
"They do." Oxie confirmed grimly. Metie frowned.
"Freaks of nature, that's what they are." Their conversation came to an end as they arrived at a towering Spitfire tree. Metie's mood brightened. "Here's my stop. See ya later and be careful!"
"You too!" the Roachcutter returned as she darted deeper into the forest. Metie got to business and hovered near the tree and flowers, pretending to show interest like a real Spitfire Bird would. This was all part of her defense: Look like a Spitfire Bird, act like a Spitfire Bird....
And dodge like a Spitfire Bird.
Metie startled as one flower lunged at her when she got near it. With a cry, her body jerked back in an aerial flip. With wide eyes and a gaping beak, the Flutterbird panted, staring down at the flower...
That wasn't a flower...
The False Spitfire Bird cocked her head in confusion as four large beetles, at least half her size, took the place of the plant. What the hell? She's never had this experience before. There's only one thing for a young bird to do:
"Oxie! These bugs tried to get me and I don't know what they are! Can you....." Her words faded as she flew further into the forest and further away from the beetles.
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Nymph, the leader of the foursome, was the first to right himself onto his claws and he looked up at the retreating bird that they were trying to catch. No point chasing after it, he knows they'll never catch up. Spitfire Beetles were made for ambush, not speedy pursuits.
"Eh...Perhaps next time we'll have a higher success rate." Nab muttered as he too got on his six legs. The other two soon recovered and they turned to the lead beetle, wondering what to do next. Will they reclimb the tree and try again with another bird? Or will they call it quits for the time being? Nymph looked back at them.
"How many of you are actually hungry to begin with? Personally I can wait until lunch."
Neon and Nip glanced at each other and the subordinate trio shrugged. They knew they were luck to have a leader that asks for their opinion. Some beetles leaders in other groups tended to boss their companions around in a dictatorship that would make Hitler cry. Thankfully Nymph wasn't like that.
"Agreed. I'd prefer to bide my time until noon arrives." Nab started. Neon nodded with a grunt.
"Me too!.....Whatever Nab said...." Nip muttered cutely, being the youngest and practical baby of the group.
Nymph nodded in approval. "Good, good." he muttered with a flutter of his wingcase. "Until then, maybe we should practice our music."
The other beetles seemed delighted by this and hurriedly flew for the canopy of their tree where their respected instruments waited for them.
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So our characters carried on with their daily activities. Sprayz veered through the clearing she chose as a feeding ground, happily singing lines from her new song as she caught her breakfast. Dagger hovered in his hollow log with his own breakfast, contentedly tuning his favorite electric guitar in preparation for composing his own music. Metie and Oxie perched on a branch near their mixed flock's nesting tree, the Roachcutter telling her friend all she knew about the insect predators of the forest before they both tried to pass the time and lighten their mood with humming of their own. The beetle foursome practiced their songs on the thickest and strongest branch of their tree, working to perfection.
All eight animals of the Antarctic Rainforest were completely different in terms of species, but all connected in some subtle way. But how long would this subtlety last before they start a project that will change their lives in the most unexpected way?
A prologue just to introduce the characters. Tell me what you think: Should I continue with the next chappy? Should I stop now with the weirdness and just delete the story? Tell me in your reviews!