A/N: Whoop! Hello, next chappie! I'm updating THE DAY AFTER LAST! Wowza! It takes so little time is all, but now I'm going to be writing this more frequently than Lost In Reality... Oh yeah, a reminder for people, WHAT CAN I WRITE FOR Lost In Reality? Wah! I need help... Thank you to Dodo.123, Deltoraquestlover and Herz von Silber for the kind reviews! Thankies! Enjoy the next chappie! ... Which is this one...? Ok, never mind, just read all ready...

100 Themes Challenge!

74. Are You Challenging Me?

The wild boar looked Will between the eyes. I was staring him down, with the two holes in its head burning with rage and hate. It was possibly the biggest boar in the whole forest, and it was very, very angry. It shook its head, stamped its feet, snorted, and charged head-on at Will. Will could remember the last look on the creature's face, before he was saved. I accept your challenge, trespasser! Will had stood his ground because he was scared, and never wanted to see another boar for the rest of his life.

(A/N I know these are supposed to be short, but what was that? Tiny, tiny, tiny stuff...)

22. Mother Nature

Gilan looked at a line of ants going to their nest, on a rotting log. They were almost talking to each other, they were so co-ordinated. One of them veered off track, and one of the soldier ants quickly pulled him back. Or at least Gilan assumed it was a him. He looked up from the log and caught sight of a mouse. It was foraging through the leaf-litter, poking its nose under this leaf, or another leaf, all the while searching for grubs. He stood, mystified at the sight of a creature so close to him, so comfortable around him. Then, he jumped back, suddenly, as a snake sunk its fangs into the mouse.

He fell backwards, tripping on the log, upsetting the ants, spooking the snake who was trying to carry away its dinner and scaring off a flock of birds. One tiny little movement upset the balance of life around him, but he wasn't thinking about that, he was thinking about how if he took one or two more steps, he would have been snake food. He shuddered at the thought, then grinned as he noticed the ants in utter confusion, running about like there was no tomorrow.

"Gilan! Come back! Giiiiiiiiilaaaaaaaaan!" His father called.

"Coming!" He yelled, bounding off to find his Daddy (though he only called him that when he wanted something).

Oh how delicate and strong Mother Nature is, like women. He guessed that was why it was Mother Nature and not Father Nature, now that just sounded weird. Oh well He thought, as he walked into the house for lunch, forgetting the past events as he ate. Food does that to you sometimes...

99. Solitude

Halt looked around him, as he got off the vehicle from Hell. Never, never, in his life would he get on a floating monstrosity again. Ever. He took a step, fell over, tried to get up, and fell over again. The captain of the wooden water beast was laughing his head off, or so Halt wished. He awkwardly crawled up the banks of the beach to solid ground, and tried standing once more, succeeding, but with wobbly legs, still. But at last, he had his bag slung over his shoulder, his head on straight, and was setting off for the world famous, Araluen! He smelt the sea air in the breeze, and hated it. It reminded him too much of the ride of death to get there. He quickly moved on.

He walked for hours, nearly until sundown, until he came to an inn. He stayed the night, said 'thanks' to the innkeeper, and headed off once more, until at last, he came to Araluen. He stayed there for months, until they took him to Redmont to be a Ward member, where he proved his worth, became a Ranger, got his own cabin, or his 'fortress of solitude' and had many great adventures.

The End! Just kidding...

1. Introduction

Will was feeling grumpy that day. Or perhaps just very annoyed. Or both. For one, he hadn't had his coffee in the morning, and he didn't eat a big breakfast. But the good thing was, his cabin was spotless. He was proud of himself for that.

"Will, where are we going?" A 15 year old boy next to him asked.

"Nowhere, we are not doing anything and you can stop asking questions now. Please."

"But how can we be going nowhere?"

"Doesn't matter," Will was astounded at how much he sounded like Halt, but he didn't think anything of it then, as he was clouded by a need for coffee. They arrived at a clearing, where there was a bundle of... Something, wrapped in cloth. He stopped, picked it up, un-wrapped it, to reveal a recurve bow, Ranger throwing knife, and saxe knife. He gave them to his apprentice and said "Here, I introduce you to your best friends. Love them as if they are your own. Which should be pretty easy, because they are."

The boy looked at him, eyes wide with excitement. "I get to use these?"

"Yep, oh, right, I forgot the most important part of the introduction!" Will said, to himself mostly.

He made a fanfare noise, at his 3rd apprentice, who chuckled at his mentor's humour, even when he was grumpy. Sure, he was old, but it still felt like the day Halt introduced him to his first apprentice... He looked at the new boy, grazing half the skin off his left arm, before handing him another item, which he fastened around his arm. Yep, those were the good old days...

(A/N jeeze, Will, when did you get to be such a toughie?)

4. Dark

He heard it again. The screeching noise. The bone-chilling, skin-prickling noise. The noise that made him want to run away with his tail between his legs, but he couldn't. It was possibly the worst decision in his life to keep going though. He put his hand in front of his face, but realised that he couldn't even see it. He heard the constant whoosh of the Flutes, playing in the distance. Music, was not the word to describe it. Mortifying, was the right word. It was enough to drive him to the edge of insanity, or wetting his pants, which, he didn't know. But one thing was for sure, he had to find that Kalkara, and kill it. He had to, it was his duty, to avenge his mentor, one last stand.

The night was young, but already it was blacker than the blackest part of the globe. He froze. Turned around, slowly, slowly, feeling the breath on his neck, feeling the prickling sensation of eyes burning into him. He turned around completely, had time to half-gasp, before everything went dark...

(A/N Wooooooo, scary!)

A/N: Wah! That was, for once, easy! The last one was meant to be about Will, and Introduction was meant to be Will when he was, like, Halt's age. So, yeah, review!

Frogata, over and out!