Found some time to write tonight. Hope you guys like this chapter as well. Back to the story! Read and review!
Blade's eyes lurched open suddenly. He scanned his surroundings quickly. He had been lying on the remains of his seat cushion, and he noticed remains of the plane scattered around the area. Blade came to the conclusion that he was in the Savannah, judging by the large, individual, and sprawling tree branches combined with the massive height of the grass. A small flame appeared in what had once been an engine. Blade flew upright and began to scavenge for supplies that he could use. In the cockpit, he found twin EF5 Repeating Laser Pistols, useful for sure, as they would rarely need to regenerate. (Reload) He found his 8-inch military-issued hunting knife. He'd have to make the knife live up to its name. After more searching, he found a sleeping bag, and a bow and arrow, both of which he equipped. Having what he needed, Blade abandoned the crash site, knowing everyone else was dead. The next item on the agenda was to find some grub, as Blade had not eaten for almost 36 hours. A sprawling jungle slowly enveloped Blade as he continued his journey. As Blade continued to walk, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on the side of his head. A strange fruit landed on the ground and snapped in two. Blade saw the culprit standing on a tree branch, and it looked to be an elderly mandrill. "Damn you ya filthy bastard!" Blade shouted angrily. The mandrill laughed and swung away on the vines. Blade then grumbled to himself, and continued the journey. The lush jungle slowly began to fade, and was soon replaced by a seemingly endless desert. The heat soon began to tire Blade, and he sat down exhausted under a lone tree. Several vultures began to circle over the human. "I'm not dead yet, and I don't plan on becoming so anytime soon!" Blade screamed. The vultures fled quickly. This perplexed Blade, and he said to himself, "It's almost as if they could understand me. Unusual for sure, and why does my life keep getting stranger?" As he finished, Blade approached a small and rocky river. He crossed it without difficulty, and he could see a large rock formation within his realm of visibility, as well as the return of lush vegetation. Blade suddenly saw a small herd of zebras, and only one thought dominated his entire brain. Food. Blade carefully pulled out his bow and arrow, and stalked like a master toward them. He knew how, as the Marines had taught Blade how to successfully complete guerilla missions. Blade slowly, and as quietly as a mouse, pulled back the string of his bow. The arrow flew gracefully away, and hit its target right in the eye. One shot, one kill for Blade. As he approached the dead zebra, Blade suddenly came face to face with a heavily pregnant lioness.
That's the end of the chapter! Who do you think the lioness is? What do you think will happen to Blade? Let me know in the reviews!
