Chapter 2: Roger
"Say pal, you don't look so good."
I awoke with a startle. As I looked around, I started to come to my senses.
"Where am I?" I asked the air. There was no one I could see around me. The sky was a bright blue without a single cloud in the sky. I was surronded in trees, flowers, and...rabbits? A fluffy little rabbit jumped on my chest and tilted it's head, as If asking me a question. It had strange markings all over it's body. Being careful not to harm the creature, I slowly lifted it off my chest and onto the bright, green, healthy-looking grass.
As I stood up, I heard a voice behind me, "Do you know why you're here, Wendy?" I turned around to see a tall, thin man, about 5-and-a-half feet tall, with blue bags underneath his eyes. He was cloaked in a black trench coat and stood out in this colorful world, like a streak of lightning across a storm-filled sky.
"No. How do you know my name? Where am I?" I responded as I slowly backed away from the mysterious man.
"Oh, dear. I guess I was wrong. Well, I can explain. Your sister decided to send you with her, so you can be together for the rest of eternity. She told me to send you here, along with who you are." He answered with a eerie smile on his pale face. When he finished talking, he slowly began to disappear, from his shoes to his face. "Oh, and bye the way, you must find shelter, food, water, and heat before night comes. You'll see why later, my darling. The dark can be a little creepy around here."
I sighed. All I could think about was Abbi. I grabbed the red rose out of my hair and help it in my hands. To my surprise, It was closed up into a bulb and almost seemed dry. I sighed again, with more depression then before. I decided to lay it on the ground, since it was dying anyway.
This new place was strange. There was a small patch of bright green grass, but all around it was dead, crushed grass, that looked like it had been stomped on by herds of animals. I heard a growl behind me that sounded as if it were right behind me. I could feel the hideous creature breathing on the back of my neck.
Trying not to frighten it, I slowly turned around. What was standing behind me, was a pig. Yes, you read right, a pig, only he was standing on two legs, and was taller then a fridge.
"You...have food? Me Roger...me pigman" He grunted.
"Y-yeah. Here." I stuttered as I gave the pigman the pack of gum Abbi had given me a while ago.
"Thank you! You are my new master, master! I shall protect you always!" Roger responded while picking me up and twirling me in his arms.
"You're choking me! Let me go!" I managed to say. "Me sorry...Master mad?" His eyes began to water.
He started to walk away, but then, he saw abigail's flower. "Food! Food! Food! Must eat!" He began charging at the rose.
"No! Bad Roger! Get over here now! Listen to your master!" I screamed as I followed him. Roger picked up the flower between his hands, just about to eat the rose, but to my surprise, he lowered his hands and put it back on the ground. "You special. Not like others."
"Others? There are other people here? Where? What does Abbi's flower have to do with anything?" I asked Roger. "Wilson, Willow, Wolfgang, Wes, Wickerbottom, Woodie. Friends are exploring worlds. You must find them. Long Journey. Stay away from flower. Dangerous. Roger try to help. We go now." He grunted as he began walking in one direction. When he wasn't looking, I put Abigail's rose in my pocket, careful not to crush it's fragile leaves. Did I just make friends with a pig?
We walked for nearly five minutes when my stomache began to growl.
"Roger, can we find food? I'm kind of hungry." He sighed and sat down on a tree stump, gesturing me to find food. I saw a berry bush with red berries on it's branches. My eyes lite up with excitement. As I approached them, a giant turkey came out of the bush. I screamed in terror and of course, Roger came running to investigate. "Gobbler! Food! You no look!" He charged at the huge bird with his tucks. I did what he said and covered my eyes. I heard a scream coming from the bird and a tear of flesh. When I opened my eyes, I saw Roger cooking the turkey's legs over a fire. I would usually reject, but I was starving, so I took the drumstick from roger's hooves.
After a mile or so of walking, we came along a concrete road in the middle of dead grass. How did roger memorize how to get here? Where were we going? Why is abbi's flower dangerous? Millions of questions flew through my head. My legs felt as if they had turned to jelly and I calapsed on to the concrete. It was nearly dark and we had a while to go before we reached our destination, which was still unknown to me at the time.
"We build fire. You need this." Roger gave me a spear with a flint tip. "Danger ahead."
It seemed to get darker and darker by the second. Roger built a fire to keep us both warm.
"Dark scary. Stay near fire. Need sleep. See king tomorrow." He added another log to the ashes. Isn't he a little too old to be afriad of the dark? He needs to grow up. I thought.
"I'm going to grab some more fire wood. Stay here, Roger." I said after I managed to stand up.
"No! Master get hurt! Stay here near fire!" He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him.
"Let me go! I'll be just fine, now relax! There is nothing in these woods!" I pryed his hooves off of me and ran into the darkness.
As I grabbed roger's axe and began chopping trees, I started to hear a moan coming from behind me.
"Roger! Quit trying to scare me! I'll be fine!" I yelled over my shoulder. Then, I heard a rustling in the trees. "Roger?" Suddenly, there was a loud screeching sound.

Screeeeeeeeeeeeek!

Just calm down. It's just your imagination. I told myself. I took a few breaths, hoping the frightening noise would disappear. In an instant, I saw a mysterious shadow come running torward me. It looked like a dragon with black smoke and flames flying out of it's mouth. It took it's claws and made a deep scratch across my face in a swift motion. I wiped the blood of with the back of my hand and tightened my grip on the axe. The creature roared in face. I could smell it's disqusting breath.
"Demon! Show yourself! I'm not afriad of you!" I sreamed into the darkness.
There was a short growl. I jumped and Abbi's rose fell out of my pocket and on to the ground. I frantically searched for it. Something was wrong with it though. It was no longer dead, but instead, in full bloom. Suddenly, I was tackled to the ground, but no one touched me. I grabbed the axe and braced my self for another attack. The unknown had attacked me once again, sending a sharp pain in my ribs. I calapsed in pain, holding my sides. I could see the campfire from where I was laying on the ground. I stood up, ignoring the pain, and slowly began to walk torward Roger. Another attack caused me to fall and twist my ankle. I couldn't move any part of my body without hurting myself. I looked up at Roger, hoping he would see me crouched over in pain, but it was too dark. He couldn't see a thing.
"I-I'm under a-a-attack! H-help me!" I cried out in pain, hoping he would hear me.
Suddenly, I was bathed in light. Was this the end? I opened my eyes to see Abigail, smiling back at me. I had to be dead. She laid her hand on top of my ribcage. The pain slowly decreased. Then, she laid her hand on my ankle, and the pain lessened once again.
"Abbi?" I mumbled. She waved goodbye and put her finger to her lips, telling me to shhhh. Then, she walked away, disappearing into the trees.
I blinked a few times. It was the morning. Was it all a dream? What had attacked me? Was Abbi really there?
"Master ok?" Roger was running torward me. He helped me up and crossed his arms. "I told master! Dark scary! Not safe!"