Chapter 4-Fly, You Fool

Hunting was a bad idea.

I stubbed my toe on a rock and broke a few nails. I even had to dredge up buried information on knots from some time ago when I spent with my brothers' Boy Scouts lessons.

Hikari, however, looked like he did this kind of thing for a living. He probably did, the house he came from wasn't exactly modern. ALF-as I shall call the levitating head for now-was giving useless pieces of information such as "you humans and your need to eat," "When will we leave this place?" "I'm booooored," "You probably shouldn't kick things, that might hurt your mortal feet."

As Hikari made a trap his own way, I ignored the fact he unknowingly knew more than I did about outdoors. Even though it made perfect sense.

"So, Hikari, how come you claimed you didn't know how to cook or catch food?" I spoke into the semi-silence of the forest.

He looked at me with a weird look, "I said I couldn't cook or find it. I know the basics on catching!"

I gave a shrug, "Pretty impressive for a-what-twelve year old?"

He gave a pout, "Do I really look twelve?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Why, are you older?"

"I'm eleven, I wanted to look at least thirteen!"

I snorted in amusement, "You need a bit more meat on your bones and some inches before that'll happen.

He pouted and continued with the trap that looked much more sophisticated than mine.

"Shouldn't you move further away? The first trap to catch something will scare game away from the other trap... If they're too close." He informed me.

I flushed, not wanting to be corrected, but I took my rope-a long one that was partially decayed when I found it-and began marching away.

ALF popped up out of nowhere, "Might not wanna got that specific direction." He warned with an anime sweatdrop on his temple.

"Why not?"

Now that the obnoxious being was back, I noticed his previous absence. No wonder it had been unrealistically quiet before this point.

"Uhh... Might want to keep your voice down, too..."

"Why?"

"Might as well keep your smell as far away as you can while you're at it."

"Why?"

"Not really a good place to set up a trap..."

"Gosh darnit, ALF, tell me already!" I snapped at him.

He flinched and glanced behind himself a few times, "You aren't alone."

I glared at him in confusion, "We aren't even friends, why are you being so supportive?"

"No, like, there's a sleeping camp of people in that direction and they all look dangerous."

"That's fan-freakin-tastic," I turned around and began avoiding rocks and shuffling back to my newest companion.

"Hey, Hikari, there's weirdos up ahead, might wanna try a different-" I froze as I approached the place I'd left him.

I could feel all of the blood drain from my face, giving me an instant headache. My heart began pounding in my throat and head as my already ragged breaths sped up.

In the mini clearing Hikari had been working in, now stood three men of at least twenty and one of them was threatening Hikari with a knife.

I gave a strangled yell of alarm as a bead of red mixed with his sweat on his collarbone.

"Shit-run away!"

I felt stupid, being book smart isn't the same as being deadly situation smart-clearly. I gave him a faux grin and spoke despite the terror in my veins and the shuddering of my legs, "Watch your language, Hikari."

The boy looked confused and worried, but not our current enemies. One of them took a step forward, clearing half of the distance between us. I stumbled back and he lurched forward to grip my wrist.

I used the same move as at the house: I twisted my arm towards the thumb and yanked down. As he stumbled a bit, I took my good leg and slammed it as hard as I could between his legs.

I saw everyone flinch or cringe, guys knowing how much pain it was.

I will not admit I was physically strong. I hate moving any faster than a speed walk. I haven't played a sport in years. I don't even camp that often anymore (sadly). Though, I will say wrestling with siblings for the high-powered gaming computer is pretty taxing.

Because of my lack of muscle mass, the guy only stayed incapacitated for a few seconds. I've already mentioned my stupidity, and it decided to show itself again.

I grabbed at the guy's knife, I needed that away from Hikari's neck ASAP. Well, the thing about most knives is they tend to be more blade than handle. I shoved my hand between the metal and the fragile skin, cutting my own hand open.

And fuuhuuuhuuuuudge that fricken hurt. I knew already it would only get worse when the adrenaline wore off.

Hikari took his opening and didn't even wait for me to follow as he bolted. I took off in the same direction with a screech of fear and hoped that the men-in all their armor-were not chasing quite so fast.

A hand caught the hem of my shirt and pulled me into a bush. I muttered complaints but quickly shut up as I heard pounding footsteps from the direction I'd just come from.

I looked at Hikari through the bushes and tried in vain to communicate my question.

'Who these people. Why they hurt?'

'Shuddup, speak in proper sentences.'

'Let me guess, I've suddenly gained a voice in my head and you're going to tell me the ultimate plot of where my life will go, unfortunately informing me of the fact I'll never return home.'

'Well, no, I'm... ALF?' It paused for a moment, 'Anyways, none of that is true. Also-'

'I have a magical power that came from this world I'm currently in, and I'm able to use it with difficulty but impossible skill!'

'That might be true, actually.'

'Wait, really?'

'Um, yeah, a powerful deity thought of it.'

I didn't bother replying and...

Cliffhanger! Opinion?

Sneak peak of chapter 5:

"Why did you do that?!"

"I don't flipping know! I'm. Not. Smart!"