Predators and Warriors
Chapter 2
Back at the village:
Trousk stood there, arms crossed and his back against the wall. His tail swung about and his face shows his worry. Ubtia returned, and decided to check up on all the people kidnapped, including Tesa. Speaking of her, she was lying on a bed, haven't moved an inch since her rescue. Ubtia had her hands on the woman's forehead, checking everything about her, as she did with everyone else. A slight growl escaped from Trousk's mouth.
"How's she doing?" he asked. Ubtia sighed before looking up towards him.
"She's alive, but she's unconscious." Trousk sighed in relief. At least his friend's alright.
"How about the others?" he added. Ubtia could only nod. Looks like they weren't harmed. Vokun soon approached, licking his teeth after having eaten some fish from the nearby lake. He looked different. He wasn't covered in his crystal armor, though he did have some crystal parts covering his head, his chest, and the fronts of his legs. He could see that Vokun was green and red on the inside of that thick armor and covered in healed scars, which was a strange combination of colors to Trousk.
"Wasn't expecting to see you here, goddess," he muttered. He snorted before sitting on his hind-legs, similar in style to a dog. Ubtia couldn't help but smile.
"I heard what happened and arrived as soon as I could," she told him. Vokun rolled his eyes before looking over at Trousk.
"Seems we got there before the whole problem really began," the reru told the human.
"Yeah, yeah. Good thing we did it quick," Trousk said. He looked back towards Ubtia, who kept checking on Tesa. He looked back to see that Vokun was in some sort of meditative state. He normally only does this when he's getting a message. He finally snapped out of it and glared at Trousk.
"My king has given us the next phase of the plan."
"Wait, there was more to this? Why didn't he tell us earlier?" Trousk asked, a look of suspicion in his face.
"He likes to take his time. He is the king of the gods here, you know." Ubtia chuckled a bit.
"Oh Obsidorah. I've known him for over 500,000 years, and he has never changed," she said with a smile. Vokun grunted before continuing.
"He has said to go back to the pyidis tomorrow. The Redredda will be arriving then, and we need to be ready so we can bring them in so we can question them. Do I make myself clear, human?" Trousk yawned, stretching his clawed arms in exhaustion.
"Yeah...yeah I heard," he said. Vokun snorted before giving a goodbye, taking off into the night sky. They watched his figure disappear into the darkness. Ubtia looked at Trousk, who was fixing the feathers atop his head.
"I'll keep an eye on them. You head on to bed so you can rest for the big day tomorrow," she told him. Trousk stared into her unmoving, butterfly-like eyes before nodding, a frown adorned on his face. He heads back to his adobe. After shutting the door, his left eye suddenly began having cramps. This could be about tomorrow, so he shrugged it off and went to bed.
The next morning:
Trousk wiped the sweat off his forehead as he finished putting all of his supplies onto Onau. He hooked up a rope that he used to lead the large beast around and managed get him to follow. He entered the square as everyone went on their daily routines. Trousk couldn't help but smile at the people he has protected for many years. He would've went to checked on Tesa, but the sound of wing-beats stopped him in his tracks. Vokun has soon arrived.
"Salwa, my good friend," he said, jabbing his elbow at the reru in a joking manner.
"Don't call me friend. Were war partners, and that's it," Vokun growled. Trousk looked at him weirdly before he straightened his throat.
"Anything else that Obsidorah forgot to add?" he asked.
"No. He simply repeated what he said last night," Vokun replied. "Now lets go. We don't have time to waste."
"Your rather annoyed this morning, what happened?" Trousk said. Vokun snorted before taking off. The general couldn't help but laugh as he mounted Onau. "Onward, my good friend."
The tokuem let out a roar before he began the long trek to Pyidis Mountain.
Two hours later:
Onau and Trousk break through the forest and finally arrive at the pyidis. Vokun was already there. He was hanging out at the top of the mountain before he noticed the two and flew down. After landing, an annoyed glare formed on the reru's face.
"Took you long enough, human," he growled.
"Hey! Onau likes to take his time, ain't that right bud?" he said, earning a bellow from the tokuem. Vokun rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. Find that creature of yours a hiding spot and lets get settled in."
"Alright, alright, don't be too fussy on me now," Trousk joked again, grabbing onto Onau's lead and pulling him to the side of the temple. After Trousk unloaded his camping stuff off of him, he and Vokun walked up the steps of the pyidis. They hid in a spot shrouded in shadows by the overhanging mountain.
Trousk laid his back against a large boulder that has come to rest by his side and pulled out a few berries from his bag. Vokun laid down, keeping his eyes peeled for any incoming...well, he doesn't know. He has never seen a Redredda before, and he's been around the world. His claws tapped against the stone with impatience. He certainly want to figure it out soon, or else his king wouldn't allow him home.
As night passes, nothing of importance happened. Trousk had fallen asleep at this point, and Vokun was still waiting...and waiting...and waiti-
"BY OBSIDORAH'S NAME WHEN ARE THEY SUPPOSED TO ARRIVE!?" the reru suddenly roared, waking up Trousk.
"Quiet! I was trying to sleep," the general yelled, holding his left eye in pain as it suddenly started aching again.
"Why in the world were you asleep!? We were supposed to be waiting for them!" Vokun roared at him.
"Well I'm sorry that we "mortals" and rerus have DIFFERENT SLEEPING PATTERNS," Trousk yelled back.
"WHATEVER! Just try to stay awake this time," he growled. Trousk sighed and laid his back against the boulder again. He suddenly got an idea.
"Can't you look forward in time?"
"Uh...yeah, I can do that. Why do you ask?" Vokun replied.
"If you helped Ubtia figure out when they were gonna come, then why don't you do it again and figure out exactly when they get here!" Trousk explained.
"I'm not. It wastes too much energy simply looking a few hours ahead," Vokun told him, scratching his neck with his leg. Trousk looked at him in confusion.
"Figured Obsidorah's "strongest creation" would have a better hold on that power, but oh well," Trousk joked, shrugging as he put a rag over his head in preparation to sleep again. Suddenly, Vokun sent his tail down, whacking Trousk on the stomach and forcefully sending all his air out. He gasped in shock as he rolled over, trying to fix his senses.
"Dareilud! What was that for!?" Trousk demanded.
"First off, shut up. Just because I have a large assortment of powers doesn't mean I use them often. And secondly...well I think they're here," Vokun said. Trousk shook his head before noticing the clouds separate. What looks to be a "flying ship" as they call it came down, settling into the forest. The two watched, their keen eyes able to see in the dark. From the bushes and ferns came three humanoids, dressed in armor they had never seen before. It looked...foreign. Was it Greek? Egyptian? They couldn't tell. They also stood really tall, at least eight feet, which Trousk thought wasn't possible.
"What's next. We fount our targets."
"Go through the entrance, quickly. I have a plan," Vokun whispered. Trousk nodded, and entered the large hole that Vokun made.
Later, unknown room:
"Stop. This place will work," Vokun growled. The two stopped. It was a large room for sure, and they could tell that it was covered in hieroglyphs. Vokun eyed every corner of the room, and closed his eyes as he thought of a plan. Trousk...well he had no idea what he was supposed to be doing at that moment. He kicked a rock away as Vokun finally stopped.
"Well?" he had to ask.
"I have a feeling this room is important. That wall over there looks split through the middle, as if its supposed to open like a door. This might be where these Redredda come in through," Vokun explained. Trousk raised an eyebrow under his bone armor.
"Was...was that it? Or am I missing something?" Suddenly, Vokun grabbed him with his jaws and flew to the ceiling. He suddenly turned upright and upside down, sticking his feet against it. Instead of sliding off, he stayed put! Trousk was surprised, but soon fount himself falling after Vokun tried to put him on the roof as well.
"Oh, that's right. Humans don't have feet like mine," Vokun joked. He quickly flew down and grabbed Trousk before he could hit the floor and flew back up. He stuck the general to the ceiling with his crystal breath, embedding him in a sheet of his crystals, preventing him from falling. But it sure didn't feel comfortable.
"Is this part of your master plan?" he asked, annoyed that he couldn't move. Vokun growled slightly.
"Quiet. Wait for them to come in, and then we strike," he told him. Trousk huffed as Vokun got himself situated, planting his feet against the ceiling and staying put once more. The reru closed his eyes, knowing it won't be long for them to come in. Trousk looked at him. He was a very confusing creature, he will give Vokun that, but he knew he had a reason.
Vokun's eyes suddenly shot open as the pyidis began to shake. Trousk looked around, seeing dust and a few, small pieces of the ceiling fall to the floor.
"What's going on!?" he asked.
"You'll see." They looked towards the split wall and noticed it was splitting, revealing the outside world. Trousk, wide-eyed, nodded in understanding. From the new entrance came the three humanoids. Vokun was preparing to launch down to attack when a red light suddenly appeared. It was as if light was emanating from one of the humanoid's arms. The three looked, showing familiar shapes. Vokun realized that they were apparently looking through the pyidis. They stopped, only to look up at their position.
"...uh oh."
"Looks like our cover was blown!" Vokun roared. The crystals that held Trousk to the ceiling flowed like water towards Vokun, who's armor slowly formed over his body like water turning to ice. Seeing nothing was holding him up anymore, he fell as the reru took off, heading towards the floor. Trousk got himself into a flying squirrel pose before a membrane covered in feathers opened up behind his arms, reaching all the way down to his hips. It helped him glide to the ground, letting him land softly, though he stumbled a bit.
Vokun growled, a warning sign to the humanoids. "The gods had demanded that you false gods stop, but you did not listen. They are fed up now. Come with us peacefully, and I will not have to knock you down a peg myself."
They did not respond, possibly not knowing the language of the reru. Instead, metal blades shot out of their arms from some sort of contraption. Vokun and Trousk saw nothing like it. In response, Trousk unsheathed his sword and readied his shield, prepping for the ensuing battle.
"Stay sharp. They have been coming here for hundreds of years, so they must have really good fighting skills," Vokun growled, his claws tapping against the floor.
"Yeah?" He scratched his back with his sword before pulling back into a fighting stance. "Same as I."
The air became tense, and almost all sounds vanished for the moment. Vokun and Trousk's night-vision eyes met their masks with glowing eyes. Before they knew it, the battle would soon commence. The humanoids were the ones to attack first. They unhinged some sort of metal disc with six metal claws and flung them at the two. Trousk, knowing all too well what this entailed, held his shield close. The one sent towards him slashed into his shield. It protected him, but it soon broke in half.
"What in the world!?" The disc suddenly flew back to the humanoids. Seeing he will have to go down the offensive route, he rushed towards one of the humanoids, who was doing the same.
Vokun stood there, the strange discs impacting his armor. They only gave it a scratch. The reru popped his neck and charged, jumping so he can bring his claws down on the two he was going to fight. They dodge rolled out of the way before his feet contacted the floor, which cracked from the force. One of the humanoids rushed him and used its "wristblades" on Vokun's legs. Like the discs, it only scratched his crystal armor. That one humanoid felt the full force of his tail, sending it towards the wall with enough force to get a few cracks going.
Surprisingly, it was still going. It stood right back up after shaking its head. Vokun raised an eyebrow before facing his body towards it. He let out a plume of blue fire hurdling straight towards it, but it dodged out of the way. The fire connected with the floor, turning into the same crystal Vokun uses as armor.
"Impressive, I must say," he growled, whacking the other humanoid he was fighting away. "They definitely fit the mark of expert hunter I heard so much about."
"Hey! Need a little help here!" he heard Trousk yell. He turned to see one of the humanoids and him fighting. He noticed he lost his shield, its remains lying on the floor. The two fought mercilessly. Trousk expertly dodged the humanoid's blades while the humanoid did the same. One dodge, however, left the humanoid wide open for an attack. He swung his arm, trying to claw its face off with his, well, claws. But it only scratched the surface of the mask, not even leaving a mark but letting sparks fly. He gasped in shock, leaving him open for the humanoid to swiftly bring his blades up and slice Trousk's arm clean off.
The general screeched in pain as blood poured from his chopped arm. He stumbled backwards, falling onto his side as he held his wound, trying to keep the blood in. Vokun saw this and sighed in annoyance.
"Humans...so fragile and easy to smash." He flew towards the humanoid, and smacked him towards a wall with his foot with enough force to knock it out. He shook his head as he looked down at the bloodied and maimed general. "Should of brought better armor. Just using bones of giant creatures won't cut it."
"Help me will you! I'm gonna bleed out here!" Trousk yelled, gritting his sharp teeth. Vokun rolled his eyes before unleashing a torrent of blue flames upon him, encasing him in a crystal box. Letting a snarl escape his jaws, he smashed his foot onto another humanoid, knocking it out in the process.
"Last one," he grumbled, turning to face the last humanoid. The two were about to fight once more, but a lone roar echoed from deep inside the pyidis. The humanoid turned towards the source. Vokun could tell something was off, but shrugged it off and lunged forward, slamming into the humanoid before he could focus back on him. He dragged the humanoid across the floor and slammed him against the wall. Using his foot to hold it there, he finally used his head, slamming into the humanoid's face with enough force to break whatever light was in its helmet.
He let the humanoid drop to the floor. It was unconscious, finally. His armor slowly compacted itself into a large gem on his chest as he blew a few flames onto the knocked out humanoids, reshaping the crystals that formed from it into what is essentially chains.
"We have lots to talk about, my good friend." Grabbing the humanoids and hoisting the crystal box Trousk was stuck in onto his back and blew a hole in the wall, escaping into the night sky.
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Anyways, here's chapter two. I hope you enjoyed and I'm sorry if I disappointed you all.
This is Sporedude135, signing off...
