Chapter Two: The Night of the Fight

Now Seth couldn't remember the last time he had been in a fight but, something in the back of his mind told him it'd been a while. Although that may have been true, something of this degree could hardly be considered a fight. He was fighting back-to-back with a girl he met just moments prior, who was horrifyingly accurate with a bow. At first glance, he didn't peg her as an archer seeing as though she wore a small, and revealing, gray vest and an equally small pair of shorts. The more he thought about it, the more he could rationalize that it was more for mobility's sake probably. She also wore a cap on her head that kinda reminded him of a Taqiyah but had strange markings on it that reminded him of something, something that wasn't that important right now, to be frank. What was important was that he was now surrounded by walking skeletons with bows, zombies, and spiders the size of large dogs. Now normal, spiders didn't grow to be that size but, he had more harrowing matters to attend to, like staying alive. Sure, his stamina didn't seem to be depleting; hell, he could probably fight forever if he wanted to but, the more enemies he or his companion took down, the more seemed to rise, from wherever the hell they came from, to take their place. It was also pretty helpful that he seemed to have the innate ability to clone items from preexisting ones which at the moment, was his stone sword. While he couldn't do it more than once at a time (It seemed to have some sort of cooldown on it), it was more than useful in the case of saving his life.

He swung his sword in an arc, knocking down three of the undead, who had come a little too close for comfort. He was nearly caught off guard as a spider leapt through the gap he had created in the horde only to have met its fate of an arrow between two of its many eyes. The German called back a "thank you" to his sharpshooting friend, his eyes not straying from the battle. Soon, the forces of the undead and arachnids dwindled until few remained; those of which retreated and disappeared into their caves. Seth breathed a sigh of relief, letting himself fall to the ground from exhaustion.

"Jeez, I don't think I would mind just falling asleep like this," he murmured staring up at the sky. It seemed as though the apparent adrenaline surge he had experienced had finally worn off. His limbs felt like they were made of pure osmium. Not to mention nausea that had currently begun to sit in.

His attention was then drawn to his companion who was staring down at him from above, a slightly worried expression lining her face. She motioned to her shoulder. Seth frowned and reached for his shoulder, grabbing hold of what seemed to be the shaft of an arrow. The German grimaced as the pain began to register in his shoulder blade. He gritted his teeth and tore out the arrowhead. The pain increased briefly but was gone in an instant. He sheathed his blade then began massaging his shoulder, which seemed to be healing very quickly, something to investigate later for there were other things concerning him.

Seth turned to his grey-haired ally. She was sitting on a tree stump, looking to the forest with her bow on her lap.

"Uh, hey…" He said, grabbing her attention. "You know where we are?"

She cocked an eyebrow, obviously confused at the question.

Seth began to elaborate. "Is this someplace in Europe."

More confusion. This struck him as a little bit odd; not that the skeletons, zombies, and giant spiders didn't but, this was a tad bit more concerning to him.

He thought of a more specific question. "Do you know if this is anywhere near Bergen, Norway?"

The girl shook her head. "Not that I know of."

Her voice was wispy and soft as if she hadn't spoken in a while, and that may have been quite possible given her unusually quiet disposition.

Seth sighed. "Ah well, we shouldn't stay out here for too much longer, lest we find ourselves in another fight. Let's find some shelter, yeah?"

The silver-haired girl nodded, shouldered her bow, and followed him into the forest.

It didn't take the duo long to reach a point of safety. A small clearing in the dense forest proved to be quite effective, serving as a temporary shelter of sorts after they had cleared any undead or spiders that had taken the previous residence there. After a few minutes of resource gathering and the digging of a small indent, they had a very nice shelter complete with a campfire. It'd been about an hour and the silence hadn't started bugging Seth, until now. He'd been poking at the campfire's slowly dying embers with a mangled tree branch. Every once in awhile, he'd give a small glance to the oddly-dressed girl. At one moment, she met his gaze and held it. She cocked an eyebrow.

"Ah sorry, I hope I didn't come off as creepy or anything," he explained. "Just…it's kinda awkward being stuck in here for the night with someone I barely know. If we could, I would like to get to know each other better."

The mysterious girl nodded slowly. "Perhaps introductions are in order."

Seth gave a smile and nodded. "Alright then."

He held out his hand. "The name's Seth Wyvern. Nice to meet you."

She took it and gave a firm shake. "Hello there Seth, my name is Suzy. It's a pleasure."

"Now that doesn't feel so awkward," He commented with a sigh. His gaze darkened slightly. "Now, who are you really…more specifically, what are you."

Suzy stared at him for a moment. She opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by Seth raising a hand to stop her.

"Before you say anything, I've known for a while that something about you was…different than most," he commented with his voice low.

She winced and looked away. "I-I…uh…"

Seth sighed once more which gave way to his normal carefree smile. "Ah, don't worry. I'm simply curious is all. You've got some interesting talents that I've rarely seen before." Seth chuckled.

The silver-haired girl smiled and nodded. She motioned for the stick that he'd been using absentmindedly on the fire. He handed it to her and she began to draw shapes and figures in the sand. As she drew, the connections became very clear almost to the point where he was honestly ashamed of himself for not noticing earlier.

Seth huffed and leaned back against the wall crossing his arms. "Well, that doesn't make much sense. I mean, you don't quite look like those things out there so I'm loathed to say: I don't believe you are one of those mindless monsters. I'd rank you in a league above them if I'm to be honest."

There was a silence that settled right after his statement, only to be followed by soft laughter.

The grey-haired archer covered her mouth in an attempt to muffle her own giggling.

Seth frowned. "What's so funny?"

"I've never met someone to take my heritage so calmly," she tittered. "Especially as kindly as you have. I don't know, the thought of it just made me laugh."

"Erm…thanks I guess?" The Norwegian replied. Not quite sure how he should properly to respond to such an odd statement.

Seth was woken up to the sound of something or someone moaning in pain. He stretched his arms over his head letting out a small yawn. He honestly hadn't remembered going to sleep but, he was glad that he did. All the soreness of yesterday seemed to have subsided into nothing. His eyes wandered around the small enclosure before resting upon Suzy. The archer was curled into a ball in a small corner of the room fast asleep.

He listened again for the sound of the moaning. Nothing. He produced a stone shovel from his inventory and dug out a hole in the ceiling. He gingerly poked his head out only to be nearly blinded by the unforgiving rays of the sun.

"Morning already?" Seth wondered to himself. " I guess that's not so bad, but I didn't think that I was asleep for that long."

He ducked back into the shelter. "Whelp, we should get moving if we wanna find a more suitable living space."

He made his way over to the sleeping gray archer and tapped her lightly on the leg. There was a squirm, groan, and mumble before the gray lady rose from her sleep. She looked up at her waker with weary eyes.

"Did you get enough sleep, Suzy?" He asked.

Suzy nodded, her eyes still half closed.

"Well since that's the case," he hoisted himself out of the hole poking his head in and giving her a reassuring smile.

"Time to get moving shall we Ms. Skeleton?"

AN: Wooooow, so it"s been like a few months since I've updated this story and I humbly apologize for the delay I've left you all with. Things have been rough lately and procrastination dosent help with this fact. As I would love to fill you in, that would be dwelving a little too deep into my own persinal life and I'd rather not do that on the internet for everyone to see. Anyway, enjoy this marvelous journey through chapter two and keep an eye out for chapter three which will be out sooner than this one came out. Ciao.

P.S. I've also decided to put these things at the end so I don't force you to read them at the beginning as if it's part of the story.