Chapter Six: Really? He's not dead yet? Damn.
Sophie and I were walking around, being casual, no biggie. Until of course you come across a secret meeting between Diego and the bad guy. You heard me! Diego, the bad guy, meeting!
"And that's why Jackal owes me a bushel of apples and I need a lawyer." Sophie finished… don't ask. Anyways I was frozen in shock, not by her story, but by who was right behind her, Diego and, him.
I pushed Sophie into the bushes so we could hide. "Shush!" I said, gesturing for her to look.
"Listen, my mind's made up. I won't help you! And if you even try coming near my herd I'll-" Diego was cut off by a sinister chuckle, bone-chilling and intimidating.
"Oh Diego, young, naive Diego. No matter what you do, no matter where you go, I'll get you. And your little family too." Soto circled around Diego in a creepy, threatening fashion, and walked off.
"God Diego, what have you gotten yourself into now?" Diego said to himself.
"Diego!" I screamed out of nowhere. "Why isn't he dead?"
"Suzy! Sophie, what are you two doing here?" Diego looked guilty.
"Answer me pussy cat!" I ordered in a shaky, yet determined voice. "Why is he here, you said he was dead."
"How'd you know that was him?" Diego asked, sneering at my interrogation of his personal affairs.
"You were descriptive! Now answer me!" I yelled.
"Okay! He wasn't dead, just wounded, and he's got Oscar and some other bad Sabers working for him! Je-sus!" Diego was about to cry, I could see it.
"Diego, how could you not tell us?" I asked, almost crying myself.
"I thought it would blow over, but it didn't and now we have to get out of here!" Diego answered.
"You thought." I repeated. "Let's go." I waved him in the direction of our herd's cave.
"Where are we going?" Diego asked.
"Dinotopia."