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I woke up around 3AM, it was still dark outside. It's just what I wanted, by the time the sun rises up from the horizon I'll be long gone. I put on my backpack and strapped it on, the left my home and locked the door behind me. The whole placed is sealed up tight, no way for any smurf to get in without my knowledge. I rushed deep into the woods, leaving the Smurf Village behind me. I didn't look back.
Wondering where to go, I used the stars to navigate myself through the woods. Heading for a point of interest on my map, Gargamel's hovel. If Bigmouth hadn't beaten me to it, then there should be still some food left in the pantry. Approaching his hovel gave me a thought about Azrael, the cat is sometimes a nocturnal creature. Of course, cat's are a great source of protein and I do eat meat.
Right now, I'm interested in bread. It's my most favorite, non-meat food. I love it so much that I grow wheat on occasion, so I could turn it into flour and make Hard Tack, a bread-like cracker. I'm sure Gargamel won't mind me taking some bread with me, it wouldn't be very much.
Breaking in was easy, getting around was a bit difficult. I put on some green-filter goggles which makes objects more distinguishable in the dark. Combined with my night vision, it made things easier to see in the dark.
The place was quiet, not a sound was being made. Using the cover of darkness, I rushed over to Gargamel's kitchen where I discovered bread on the table. A loaf of bread, split in half. With a grappling hook, I swung it onto the counter, make sure I got a positive hold onto something, and climbed up the rope. I rushed over to the bread and managed to skim off some bread with my combat knife. When I took a bite out of it, it tasted wonderful.
Grabbing small pieces, I managed to eat it until I'm satisfied. I get full very easily, small stomach. Once I finished breakfast, I soon skim off more pieces of bread and placed it in my backpack. I suddenly smelled something, I stopped what I'm doing and quickly put my backpack on. "Azrael," I muttered, "I know you're hear, I could smell you."
It didn't take long for the cat to jump out of nowhere and try to maul me in the darkness, I quickly punched the cat in the jaw just as it's barely on top of me. He went over my head and skidded off the table before I hear him flopping onto the floor, a groaning meow indicated that he's still alive. I simply grabbed the grappling hook and curled up the rope before I jumped off the table, I rolled as I hit the floor hard.
I quickly got back onto my feet and spurred towards the nearest exit, by now Azrael is back onto his feet and is now chasing me. I gotta think fast or become lunch to a pussy cat, and here's the result. I jumped up onto the edge of a nearby window and Azrael jumps after me, then I dived out of the way in the last minute. The cat literally crashed through the window, I ran as glass started flying everywhere.
"Maybe Gargamel shouldn't install glass windows in the first place Azrael," I taunt.
I jumped up on the window and saw Azrael brushing the glass off of him, I'm amazed that he wasn't hurt. The glass should have cut up his face and blind his eyes, I guess this cat has more than 9 lives it seems.
"Azrael," I heard Gargamel's voice coming from the next room say, "Azrael, what the hell is that?"
I immediately jumped down and ran off into the night, leaving the dazed Azrael at the mercy of his own master. After running about several kilometers through the forest, I slowed down and pant loudly. "Great," I said, "All that bread for nothing."
Simply to put, I burned off more calories than I gained from that incident. You do the math, it makes complete sense.
I sat up against the wall and sipped my water canteen, I tried my best to keep my heart rate down, it felt like it was going to explode right out of my chest. I sniffed the air and sighed, it was still night and I've exhausted myself from running. I ran when it wasn't necessary, it's panic of course. The thought of owls and bats swooping down to dine off my green flesh is frightening enough, so I managed to build a makeshift shelter out of twigs and dead leaves before crawling into the dead air space. I practically slept hard for the entire night.
When morning came, I woke up feeling well rested. I got out my journal from my backpack and wrote down what happened last night, after about a full page I closed it up and stashed it back into my inventory. I put my backpack back on and climbed out of my shelter, the birds were singing already so it must be 8 or 9 AM. I stood there and sucked in air through my nose, the air smelled fresh and it doesn't smell like my blue buddies.
I exhaled from my mouth and stood there for a second, then I broke camp. My first bet is that I need to be close to a water source. Since I knew the forest like the back of my hand, I head off to the direction of the nearby river. Interesting, the river is a bit dry today. It had shrunk to half it's size, and it looks very muddy. There's no telling on what kind of pathogens lie within the water, the last thing I need is Typhoid or Cholera to worry about.
"Something isn't right," I said to myself, "The water is moving too slowly for it to be natural, something must be blocking the water."
I went upstream to see what's what. 250 meters later and I've discovered the problem, human activity.
The whole river is dammed up with concrete blocks, a water wheel seems to be sitting on the side of the dam as several humans were working to complete the dam. I climbed up a tree and watched as they work, trying to build the dam. I examined the concrete dam, it appeared to be half a meter thick and it stretched from end to end of the river. Small holes on the bottom of the dam let some of the water out to avoid overflowing of the reservoir.
This isn't good, there is a species of fish that needs to past through the dam and the species is endangered. A quick math calculation and I come up with an conclusion that the species of cod fish would be extinct within the next year, I must do something. And I think I know how.
I reached into my backpack and pulled out a small vial of thermite, it's a mixture of iron oxide and aluminum and the stuff burns like crazy. But this only burns and not explode, I would need to blow up the dam but I don't seem to have the right equipment for the job. Then I noticed something nearby, flint-lock muskets that are sitting inside of a wagon. There was a barrel of black powder nearby and it had toppled over, spilling it's contents onto the ground.
It appears ignored, an idea hatched within my head. If I combined the explosive black power with the thermite, I thought, I would be able to crack the dam with the blast as the thermite melts right through into the concrete. This will further increase the damage caused by the explosion and the force of the water will take over, making the dam catastrophically fail.
I climbed down the tree and rushed towards the black powder, making sure that I'm not being seen. I used my camouflaged smurf hat to scoop up some black powder and I carried into the bushes, I soon added the thermite into the black powder and tied a string around the opening of my hat. However I need to buy myself some time, so I took off my backpack and left the explosive mixture there as I head out to cause a distraction.
There were several horses tied to a tree nearby, so I stuck my fingers into my mouth and made a loud whistle. The sound spooked the horses into panicking as they break their bonds and gallop away in a state of shock, the humans quickly drop their tools and ran after the horses. Once they are out of site, the dam was now unguarded. Time to make my move.
I rushed back towards the dam and jumped into the water, I dived to the center hole on where the water passes through the dam and I grabbed a hold of this big rock. I used all my strength to position it in front of the hole, then I used a lot of mud to seal up the cracks. I returned to the surface and rushed back to the bush where I grabbed my explosive mixture and rushed over to the dry side of the dam, I slid down the embankment and rushed into the hole where water normally pours through it.
The horizontal pipe is dry, I've successfully plugged the hole. I estimated the very center of the dam and placed the mixture there, I stuck a fuse into the explosive and lit it. I ran right out of that hole and rushed out of the riverbed. I grabbed my backpack and climbed up a tree and managed to pop myself a good view of the dam on when it blows, safe from all harm of course.
Just as the humans were returning with their horses, the homemade explosive charge detonated. The explosion wasn't much, it felt like a thud. Then I saw bright orange flare about 150 centimeters tall came shooting up from the dam like a geyser, amazing the humans awhile scaring them smurfless. It quickly extinguished itself just as it started, for about a couple of seconds. A half a second later, the hole dam exploded with a force that felt like my trinitrotoluene mishap.
Chunks of concrete shower the entire area like fireworks as the weight of the water pushes the broken up dam pieces aside, streaming downriver unimpeded by anything. The looks on the human's faces were priceless, they were just standing there like stick figures. I reached into my backpack and pulled out a new camouflaged smurf hat and put that on, the humans began to throw fits on each other as I got down from the tree and simply walked away.
TO BE CONTINUED...