Chapter 1: Introduction
The Sun is down, and the Moon is highest in the sky. Then, all of a sudden, a silver-black jet screams right past the canopy of a dense forest on the edge of a coast, causing many of the animals that live there to scurry about or to crawl deeper into their homes.
(Tyler's P.O.V.)
I started to climb higher into the air as I passed over the trees lining the beaches of Florida. The Guys back at base needed me to fly over to the new aircraft carrier known as U.S.S. Airman, just to teach the grunts how to fly a plane properly. Unfortunely for me, they were smack in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle, and flying through those air currents was dangerous, so that's why the base chose me to do this mission. The base personnel gave me a M4A1 assault rifle with 5 clips, even after I insisted on just a pistol for after I left U.S.S. Airman for my second assignment. But the egg-heads back at base always had their way, so I was still forced to take the rifle. As I was thinking it over, I still have no idea why they want grunts to practice out here, but it's not my place to question a captain.
After I reached the proper altitude of 5,000 ft. I was starting to zone out, I was starting to think of home when- "Tyler, this is Captain Vic of the U.S.S. Airman. I have you on radar and it shows you are approximately 1,243 miles out. Do you confirm?"
"Yes sir! I confirm distance to your ship sir!" I hate all this formal junk, but who was I to question a captain of all people, I was lucky to have the honor of being chosen for such an important mission. I am now less than 1,150 miles away and closing, but then the wind started to pick up, and started to toss me about roughly… then all of sudden, a black shape shot past my cockpit, and left a nice long scratch across the front, right across my vision.
"Sir! Unknown contact! It flew right across my View; it even left a Cut across my cockpit! Do you confirm, Sir!"
"Calm down pilot, we have nothing on the radar! Ple*ssssshhhh* ur radar again."
I hope I hadn't just heard what i think I heard. Static in this weather, with an unknown contact moving around, it couldn't get any wo *CLAP*, great….. thunder. And when theirs thunder, their always is *pit, pat. Pitter pat pat…* rain…. I need to really reach that aircraft carrier… safely. "Request permission to slow speed for safer trip? It is starting to get rough up here. Do you confirm?"
"T*SSSSSHHHHHHHHH*… repea*SSSSS*? *CLICK* ver?"
That can't be good. This night just keeps getting better and better, I just hope that thing doesn't decide to com *sssssssssCreachhh*. What the Fu***ng HELL! A short, but high pitched metal on metal sound over took my hearing… then my glass spider webbed, with what looked to be….. a miniature sword sticking through the glass. I looked at my instruments and saw to my horror, I was starting to go into a steep dive, but my Stick was stuck. I only had two options. 1. Crash land in an unknown area, and 2. Eject! I like to believe that I took the better choice, and ejected. I was still at 2,500 feet, so I was in for a ride. Then I saw it, that dark shape was coming at me, but when it passed me, I felt absolute cold, heart-wrenching, terror. Its Eyes were in a metal mask, but what got me, was its eyes were burning red, and it looked like a damned owl… after that, I couldn't remember a thing, for I had passed out with my last thought being. "I was killed by a demonic owl…"
I slowly started to regain my consciousness, and I was wondering why I felt wind on my face, and a slight sway in my body, and I thought someone was trying to wake me up… but I didn't want to get out of my bed. Then I felt the brutally cold air, and I heard waves breaking somewhere below me….. Then it hit me like a solid block of stone….i wasn't at home. I shot open my eyes, and however unmanly it was, I yelled my fright to the world. My parachute had opened up, which I was happy for, But it had gotten tangled in a tree branch, and I was well over 100 skyscraper stories in the air. I couldn't see the tree, but I knew it had to be pretty big for me to be this high into the air.
I was over an open water area below me, with my chair angled down, like a rollercoaster ride, I was absolutely terrified. Then it hit me, my only way out of this…..was down. I didn't like it, but it was what had to be done. I slowly averted my eyes, and grabbed my combat knife from my boot, and held it ready to throw when I got to the bottom of the fall. I grabbed the latch to release my buckles, I had barely touched it when I felt a slight fall…. the lines on my parachute where starting to tear. It was now or never.
I grabbed the latch and yanked it off…. Then I felt weightlessness. I had twisted in mid-air so that I could face the tree, then I looked down and prepared my body. I flung my knife outwards, but I had done this too early and it landed deep in the tree bark far up the tree, and down to the hilt. Then I wrapped my arms around my body, and felt, more than heard the water envelope me. I struggled to push myself up, and after what seemed like an eternity, I broke the water's surface, and took in a huge gust of rich oxygen. It tasted different…. Like air without all that disgusting gas and fumes mixed in it… then a wave pushed me under.
I pushed and kicked, trying to reach the surface again, only to be pushed back down. After what seemed to be a second eternity, I managed to reach the rocky shore. And pull myself up onto the welcoming solid earth. I looked up and saw a monster tree… it was easily bigger than any Sequoya tree I had ever heard about. Then I heard a loud screech, and looked around, only to see 2 white owls with what looked to be metal masks turn toward the tree. Then they looked a little bit higher towards the top of the tree.
I followed their gaze, and saw my chair swing violently towards the tree, and I heard an audible *SNAP* and saw my chair move towards the tree and hit my knife, which was higher than I had originally thought…. then the two objects fell towards me… fast. All I could do was yell "AHHHHH!" I squeezed my eyes shut and heard a twang, and a solid, heavy, thump… followed by a softer one, signaling the chair had fell over. I slowly opened my eyes and to my horror, saw that the chair had landed right behind my head, which could have effectively killed me. I looked around for my knife, and almost fainted when I saw where it had landed… right between my legs… to close for comfort.
I then started to pull myself up, when I saw the two owls I had saw earlier circle me from above. These ones didn't have red eyes, but I wanted to be safe, since they also looked large, like that tree. I grabbed my knife, and made a loud 'HA,' and made like I was going to throw it at them… it got the desired result, and they started to fly towards the tree. So then I slowly crawled, walked towards the top of the chair. I had to flip in over for my M4A1 rifle. As soon as I had the back end facing up, I peeled the back off the metal frame, and grabbed the clips and gun, and slammed a fresh clip home. Luckily, the egg-heads had given him the extended mags of 100 drum clips, which was a surprise I just learned about.
I readied the rifle, and decided to take a few shots; hopefully to scare off those owls from earlier. Since it was dusk, I think I might need to set up a small base camp. I went to gather up fire wood that had been knocked loose to the ground. I hope to get some kind of rest rest.
(3rd person P.O.V.)
But little did he know… it was going to be a long night. For his bullet shots had woken up the whole ga'hoolian tree owls up early, to find a surprise guest…
I do not own anything from the LOTG series, or any characters, or my story. For it was their movie that gave me this idea, and please review, this is my first fanfic that I will FINISH. I hope you all enjoyed, for I have the whole story planned out. Leave any comments, suggestions, requests, or anything else you want too. Ima steal this from a author from the Rio movie. Any flames will be used to roast marshmallows. Review, and have a good day/evening/night!
