Disclaimer: Don't own JQ, Jessie or Race, but own the rest of the characters in this chapter.

Author's note: Okay... sorry bout the way the last two chapters have been paged... I hope

this is better. Please tell me what you think... or if you think I've improved. Actually my

purpose with this fanfic is to get better writing in english... so I'd really apreciate any

comments.

Chapter 6: The lion

Jonny was running fast throw the jungle…. He wanted to get at least another 10 miles before sundown. He was still in Congo… and had no idea how far from the border he was. It seemed like Surd forgot to mention where he let him, but Jonny knew one thing. He had no money and nothing but his torn grey jeans and a black tshirt. Even if he got to civilized land… he would have no way of getting out of Africa… not with the amount of money he had. He had to get to Nairobi, in Kenya. There he could visit Jim, an old friend of the family's and ask for his help. So he knew his journey will last a lot longer that 2 mounths. He had to pass half of Africa and his beard was already killing him. He couldn't stand it… it was hard to wash, it was still sticky from his last meal and it smelled like shit, but he had no way of shaving… he was alone in the middle of the jungle with just a spear and his muscles to help him. He had no knife, no sword or any other tool that could help him get rid of the uncomfortable hair on his face. But the part he hated the most… every time he went for a drink, he saw the blonde Viking looking at him. He hated it, his hair was still short, his beard was still short too and he knew this… he knew that by the end of his journey, he would have them bouth a lot longer… and he hated it. His hair was at the annoying size that it entered his eyes…. He tried to pur it over his head, but it always seemed to fall back down.

One day in the next week, Jonny was going for a drink from a lake nearby. He took a look in the water and than drank… he hadn't drunk in two days, because he had no way of transporting water. He was so thirsty he didn't notice the huge mass of muscled coming closer to him… he only heard the roars when it was too late. A huge lion had already jumped towards him… he had no choice now… there was no tree nearby and he had no time to jump in the water, so he just took his spear and pointed it towards the lion. The huge cat jumped right into the spear, but it didn't die. The long sharp stick that Jonny called a weapon didn't hit the hearth of the beast. The cat placed a huge paw on the blonde man's chest and dragged it down for about 3 inches. The young man screamed in pain and his still growing muscles contracted and took the spear out of the animal, with the agility of a cheetah he placed the weapon in the chest of the animal several times… then he collapsed to the ground.

He woke up several hours after, he was on a bed of leafs and there was a native woman looking out for him. When he woke up she called for a man. The man entered. He was a tall, well built man. The opened his mouth and spoke, but Jonny didn't understand a word of what he was saying.

"English???" Jonny asked. And the men answered.

"I speak English… the others no. My name is Budanu and I am the chief of this vilige. I am told you killed a lion with just a spear… you must be a brave warrior to go into the jungle alone." Budanu said.

"I do not want to speak about my bravery. I thank you for helping me… I would have died if you didn't take care of me. I am weak… I've lost a lot of blood… I presume" But Jonny was interrupted.

"You have, my friend, that no good" Budanu spoke.

"Yes… I am weak, but tomorrow I will be strong again… and leave. Thank you for you're hospitality." Jonny said.

"You will not leave. We cannot allow you to leave. You stay here, forever. The outside man…. He has destroyed out traditions… we have come to live here… in the middle of the jungle, we fled form men. We cannot have men come here. You stay here, we do not trust you… we never will." Budanu said.

"I need to go. I cannot stay here. "Jonny yelled, but Budanu just simled.

"Yes you can…. You will see. You have two choices… live with us, as a hunter or as a prisoner. If we find that you tried to escape… we will tie you up in a hut and never let you go. " said the negro with a grin of satisfaction on his face. "Meigby we will even eat you if we don't find meat in the rainy season."

"You're cannibals!" Jonny stated as he realized the fact.

"It's one of the traditions that men tried to took away from us." Budanu said as he left the room.

That night Jonny felt that he had to escape…. He had no way… he was still weak and the huge wound on his chest seemed to burn like hell. He knew it would leave a scar, but it did not bother him… his mind had one purpose how to escape from the negros.

The next day… he felt a lot better and tried to run away. They found him half way out of the vilidge, when they shot an arrow in one of his leg. He fell to the ground and then Budanu came.

"I gave you the change of becoming one of our hunters…. But you ran away… you are still weak, from the wound… and from now one… you will live in a closed room. We will bring you food and water." The tall negro said as he looked furious.

They threw Jonny in a dark hut, he tried to hit the walls… but they were to strong… the room was specially constructed to restrain prisoners. And this room was the room in which Jonny lived the next two mouths of his life. All he did was eat, dream of Jessie and do exercises for his body. He wanted to stay fit and strong for the day he would have the opportunity to escape. One day he got his chance. Budanu entered his room.

"Tomorrow we shall kill you. We need food and we have none, the rainy season is here and all the beast left for the north. " the balck men said.

"I hope you chock on me." Jonny answered.

"I'll eat with prudence." Budanu answered as he gave the other too blacks a sign to take Jonny out of the hut.

When they took him out in the sunlight, they all saw the amount of muscles Jonny put on there two mounths. Budanu licked his lips.

"Well, boy…. I must say… you look delicious… I tought you'd be quite fat after two mounths of eathing and sleeping…. But you seem quite strong." The black chief spoke.

The next thing the negros saw was Jonny colliding the two men that restrained him. Taking a smaller black and throwing him over the others that were coming his way… taking a spear from the ground and placing it's sharp end at Budanu's hearth.

"All this in a few seconds… now I know you must have really killed that lion. "Budanu continued "Can't we be friends…. I could use a men like you… I woun't eat you if you can get me food."

"I'm the one,making the demands here" Jonny said in a strong,comfident voice voice. "Tell them to get out of my way".

He walked with the black up to the nearest tree and climbed it in a split of a second. Before any of the negros could react he was long gone.. they tried to follow him but there was no trail, but hey could rest ashore of one thing. It wasn't the last they saw of him.

Jonny was in better shape than ever, he was strong and muscular, but not massive… he looked like a olimpic athlete… he could feet all the freedom under his feet and in his hand. After two mounts of imprisonment, he felt so good just running. He needed water and food soon… it was already midday and he was hungry… the next thing he did was search for a river… he found one nearby and looked at his reflection…. His beard was twice the size it was before… his hair was longer too. He looked like a hippie from the 60's, but he still hated his beard and his hair. Than he washed himself and drank, he even went for a swim. When he came out of the water he left in search for some food… which he found quite quick.

Back home… Jessie was talking to Race.

"Cammon.. kiddo… there are a lot of nice boys asking you out… you can't just turn them all down." Race said.

"Dad… you're the last person on earth I expected to have this conversation with." Jessie responded.

"I know, but I'm worried… ever since Jonny left.. You've been a mess. I want you to live a normal life… and you can't keep waiting for him, he's been gone four mounts now… he might even be dead, for all we know." Race finished.

"Dad… I love him… and if he needed to go… I understand that… why can't you?" Jessie asked. It was ovious that Race didn't like Jonny too much, after he left.

"It's just that…. He should have talked to us about it" Race said.

"I agree…" Jessie answered.

Jonny waked out of the jungle… he looked ahead and so that the jungled had ended… all he could see was a savanna, there were tall grasses and trees every hundred of feet. He walked throw the savannah for a mounth and it still didn't end, he belived he was in Tanzania by now, and he was confirmed by a native, when after such a long time… he actually found human beings. They were a vilidge of negros that lived in the Serengeti, he was glad to find out that they had transportations. They were kind poeple, but not fools. They told him that they would help him get to the border between Kenya and Tanzania... if he would help them with the crops during the coming month. They could use a trong men like him... since most of them were women and children... and the men were very slim. They seemed poor people and Jonny agreed.

The first thing he did was shave... his hair he did not cut... even if he hated it. He had a plan... he would let his hair grow... so that Surd could not recognize him when he would return. He knew Surd probably had people looking for him, so this was the best discuise... he planned on cutting his hair... after disposing of Surd, this time for real.

The next day... we went to the buffet in the town... he didn't eat cooked food for over 4 mounths now and he was very hungry... so he liked his meal very much. Please with his meal... he tried to meet the people better. He no longer was the unpacient, immature kid he was before the last four mounts. This time in Africa, changed him a lot. He even picked up a little of the native language...

Author's note: Okay... so... waiting replies... oh... and for those who don't like where the story is going... Sorry... I'm trying to get throw the Africa part as fast as I can... so I can get to the exciting part (I know this a little broing).