Welcome to my next Story that I will tell to you. The new animal species I made is obviously made up so the facts and knowledge of this animal is nonexistent, meaning it's not real. Everything said about the new species is just what I came up with at the top of my head.

Chapter 1:Where am I?

And as always ENJOY!

Trying to make decisions in life can be hard. Not every choice we make is wise and we end up paying the consequences for that, but we learn from those mistakes correcting ourselves to go back onto the right path. What would happen though if our life choices we made verged into the path of death. We would then have to make the right decision. Yet, how are we suppose to know which choice to choose. It's not like we can tell what will happen in the future. The feeling of uncertainty rummages through your head; like a raccoon through a garbage can. The sensation of insecurity and stress flows within the human itself, and that human is named Martin William Kratt.

Not everyday would be like this for Martin, he's like a little kid inside of a grown mans body. Decisions weren't even in Martins vocabulary, he's the kind of guy who has a can do attitude. Of course, you might think that all of this had to start off on a sunny day out on the savannah as usual. No, this day was different it was like no other. Instead this day started with Martin and Chris running. Running from what you might ask, well your going to read on in order to find that out.

The day didn't begin off to good start. The weather outside was dreadful. The sun was hidden from the sky, the clouds weren't white anymore, and tears would rain down from the atmosphere. Not only that but the two bro's woke up in a strange, peculiar place.

MARTIN:

I woke up to the sound of rain hitting the glass window pane to my right. I looked around, I had this really weird feeling about where I was. It didn't seem to feel home, like at the Tortuga. My eyes finally adjusted to the scenery, I could see that I was in a very small enclosed room. There weren't any doors to be found, no where in sight. In fact, there wasn't any sign of furniture anywhere. Nothing. The whole place was empty, nothing except me and this glass window pane. I felt like I was in one of those Insane Asylum rooms. Four of the wall that surrounded me were in a shade of gray. Even the floor, which I sat upon, was cold to the touch. Where am I, I thought. I remember going on a cool adventure with my brother, Chris, and drinking that... OH MAN!... Where's CHRIS! He should've been right beside me when I woke up. Instead I lay awake in this gray box with one window to look out of. OH MAN! I hope he's okay...

CHRIS:

uhh... Man that was some good sleep. Huh.. Where am I? This isn't the Tortuga! Those were the words I thought, not just that but Martin too. Before I go into those details I remember last night being a blur. I only have a flash back going on a really fun adventure with my brother, Martin. We both had discovered a whole new entire species. I don't know what to call them yet but they where in the cat family. At least I think so.. Anyway the species has the head of a cheetah, the body and tail of a jaguar, but the stripes of a tiger. Martin decided to name the animal Mystery since we have never seen this kind of breed before. I remember feeling the sense of enlightenment. I was so excited to see the newly discovered species but I also knew the day of Creature adventuring was coming to an end and the sky was turning pretty blues, pinks, oranges, and purples. We were heading back to the Tortuga when we started to run out of water. Martin was dying of thirst, I decided to give my last bit of water to him. As Martin reached for it something fast flew above our heads. I couldn't check out what it was, it remained a mystery. In disappointment, I looked down to find the water bottle on the rough dirt ground. I picked up the inanimate object. I looked at Martin in a sad frown, I told him he accidently dropped all the water onto the dirt. At least, the Brightside is that it didn't go to waste the soil soaked it right up. "I'm sorry Martin". Those were the exact words I said to him that day. Speaking of day.. What day is it?... What time is it?... I looked around, I saw a glass window pane to the left. It was raining. I wish Martin were here. I just hope he's safe.. I just wish I knew how I got here..

A screeching sound came from the room Martin was held in. He looked up at the ceiling to find nothing, no speakers, how could he be hearing something with no kind of sound system attached to the room. Martin closed his eyes and held his warm hands on his ears to keep the screeching from damaging them. He herd a voice that sounded familiar.

MARTIN:

OUCH! That screeching noise is really getting annoying but where is it coming from? There aren't any speakers to be found. I got up to feel the walls for any cracks or sound speakers, but it was all too perfect. The walls are smooth to the touch and they're no speaker at all. Wait... That voice... It sounds all too familiar. That squeaky voice, that sarcasm, and that name he calls us... Wild...Ratts. Zach!? I could feel my heart stop. The hairs on my skin stood at end. I could feel the fear running all over in my body. My eyes widened and my jaw opened. I backed up till my back hit the corner of the wall. I slowly slide down, still in shock, and was hoping that Chris was just alright. I hope he isn't going through the same process as I. Just then I smelled something funny, it smelled like gasoline.

CHRIS:

I still don't know where I am but I smell this really awful smell. It smells like gasoline leaking through the ceiling. It was a very strong scent so you couldn't escape it. I better get out of here, I thought. I don't want to end up passing out from the smell, that wouldn't end well. WOAH!...What's that sound? It's echoing through my head. I-It sounds like Zach! I covered my ears, "ZACH GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I yelled. I could see the fog of green leak out of the ceiling, what is this stuff. I-I-I.. think it might ...b-b-b-be... I took my last breath*BLACK OUT*

Chris and Martin laid on the ground unconscious from the poisonous smell of gasoline coursing through there blood stream. The laughter of an evil scientist arose. The whole entire room that Martin and Chris were held in shook, the ceiling came loose. A jet's beam lit over the bodies of two men. They were both lifted onto this flying U.F.O, where Zack stood over there bodies.

TBC! Thanks for reading this story I hope it encourages you to read more of my chapters, coming soon.