Me- I'm back.
Soren- Finally.
Twilight- What kept you.
Me- I was busy. Anyway, heres chapter 2 enjoy.
Gylfie- Cynderfan does not own any GOG characters, he only owns Taylor.
Soren- Alex and Aaron belong to Sgt. Sporky.
Everyone- ON WITH THE SHOW!
Boron peered closely at the creature. "What is this thing." Asked Boron.
"Who are you calling thing?" Asked Taylor incredulously.
"It speaks." Said Dewlap in surprise.
"Yes I do." Said Taylor.
"Where did you find this thing?" Boron asked Soren.
"It was wandering in the trees on the far side of the island."
Boron turned to Taylor. "Who or what are you and why were you on our island."
"My name is James Taylor, I am a human being, our technical name is Homo Sapian. I am a corporal in the United States Marine corps. As for why i'm here, I'm not sure. I was taking part in an invasion and my boat was destroyed. I was knocked out and woke up here."
"Your a soldier." Asked Dewlap suspiciously. She turned to Boron. "He may be an infiltrator from St Aggies or the Pure Ones."
Boron considered this and turned towards the old screech owl Ezylryb. "What do you make of this Ezylryb?" He asked.
The old screech stopped and thought. He squinted at the human with his good eye. "I don't know, I have never heard, nor read about these United States, however he bears a strange resemblance to Others."
"Others?" Asked Taylor.
Ezylryb explained. "Long before the kingdom of Ga'hoole, perhaps even before the first owls arose in the northern sky's, there was a species of creatures on this planet called Others. From pictures and models I have seen, you bare a strange resemblance to them."
"What should we do with him." Asked Dewlap. "Banish him from the island."
"No!" Said Boron. "We cannot. He has shown no aggression here and must be treated accordingly." He turned to Taylor. "James Taylor. You have our permission to stay here in the tree as a guest. You will be assigned a hollow and a nest." He turned to Soren
"Soren I think, since you captured him, that he should stay with you and the rest of the band. I am sure that Otulissa with have a lot of questions."
"Thank you your majesty." Said Taylor with a curt bow.
"Please follow us." Said Soren. He and three other owls lead him out of the parliament chamber towards the hollows. The other three excused themselves so they could take their training gear back to the armory.
They soon arrived at a fairly large hollow. The four owls took off their battle regalia and turned to face him. "We haven't been properly introduced." Said Soren.
"My name is Soren, Barn Owl, Tyto Alba." Taylor shook his wingtip. Soren was almost his hight with a white face and Black eyes.
"A pleasure to meet you. My name is Gylfie, Elf Owl, Mircathene Whitneyi." He shook her wing. Gylfie came up to his stomach and had a brown face with two small white ear tufts, her eyes were a sparkling yellow.
"I am digger. Burrowing owl, Speotyto Cuniclarius." Said the third owl. The top of his head was level with Taylor's neck. His face was quite similar to Gylfie's except he lacked the ear tufts.
"And I'm Twilight. Great Grey, Strix Nebulosa. Free flyer and all around great owl." The others give him withering looks. He was almost two feet taller than Taylor with a grey face lined with white streaks.
"Pleasure to meet you all." Said Taylor. "My name is James Taylor and i'm a marine.
"Whats a marine?" Asked Twilight.
"Only the meanest, badass soldier that you don't want to meet in the world. Well, my world anyway."
"Your a soldier." Said Twilight almost hopping up and down with excitement. "Have you ever been in a battle."
"Several." Said Taylor.
"What was it like?" Asked Twilight. "I've never been in a full scale battle. Only small skirmishes."
"Your lucky then." Said Taylor shuddering at his memories. "Battles are hell. On one island called Guadalcanal our enemy ran into the jungle and dared us to follow them. We did. The tactic they used against us were terrible. They would hide in small holes and gut us as we walked by, they would hide in trees and shoot at us, hell, they even booby trapped our dead so when we came to investigate. BOOM."
Soren, Gylfie and Digger had wilfed slightly after hearing this, Twilight seemed unaffected. They were no strangers to conflict, Soren having quite recently torn the throat out of an owl called Finny but this was a whole new idea. They had been confident during the skirmishes as they could easily figure out the result, however, on a large battlefield, anything could happen.
"They did all that?" Asked Gylfie tentatively.
"They did that and other horrors that I won't talk about." Said Taylor, glaring at the floor of the hollow.
Soren decided to change the conversation. "Follow me. I'll show you where you will be sleeping."
Taylor nodded. Soren lead him over to a small hole in the floor of the hollow. It was lined with moss and looked reasonably comfortable.
He slid the heavy machine gun off his shoulder and let it fall into the nest. He then slid off his rifle and lay it against the hollow wall.
"What are those sticks of yours?" Asked Twilight.
"These?" Asked Taylor, picking up the rifle. "These are called guns. They spit metal at high speed and can kill just about anything." He pulled the rifles slide and ejected a bullet. "It fires these." He passed the bullet to Twilight and then passed it around the group.
"This can kill?" Asked Soren.
"If they're moving fast enough." Said Taylor, loading the bullet back into the weapon.
At that moment there was a quiet knock from the hollow entrance. Taylor turned and the owls turned their heads to see a Boreal owl at their hollow entrance.
"The parliament wishes to see you all, including the hooman." He said in the melodic voice that most boreal owls possessed.
"Its human actually." Said Taylor.
The five of them proceeded out of the hollow and down towards the parliament chamber.
Meanwhile in another hollow
"Glaux damn it we were so close." Cursed Alex, taking a deep draught from a nutshell cup of bingle juice. Nearby, Aaron poured over the plans they had made for their metal thrower.
"I just don't get it." He grumbled in a voice that had a slight remnant of a Krackish. Alex immediately knew he was mad. "I crafted that tube perfectly."
"We'll get it eventually." Said Aaron. "Why don't you join me for a drink."
Alex sighed and grabbed a cup. "To success." He said, raising his cup.
Aaron raised his own. "Success." They touched the cups together and took a deep draught, unaware of a pair of suspicious, black eyes watching their every move.
Me- Dun Dun Dun.
Soren- Uh Oh.
Gylfie- I sense trouble.
Me- Obviously. Cya for the next chapter.
