CHAPTER 5: The meeting
Erin and Jerry sprinted through the forest over fallen branches and dead trees, streams, rocks. They didn't stop until Erin felt they were well away from danger. Both of them panting heavily, the two sat down and tried to get their bearings. "Well," Jerry panted. "That certainly sucked." Erin put her hands on her knees. "You think?" she answered the dog. She closed her eyes and tried to catch her breath. "I think we got away from them," she said. She opened her eyes and stood up. "Look boss," Jerry barked. "Food! There's some berries over there!" And the dog took off running toward some thick bushes. Erin took off after him. "Jerry, no, they could be poisonous!" The dog halted abruptly but Erin wasn't so quick to stop. She slid on some mud and slipped down a steep hill behind the bushes, bouncing and flipping all the way down. When she finally came to a stop, she rolled over, and with her eyes still closed, she yelled "Jerry, you okay?" The dog barked wildly, so she opened her eyes. "You look like you need a hand." The very tall, big and very handsome man said as he reached out his hand. Her mouth wide agape, she lifted her arm up to give the man her hand. Jerry came running down the hill and stopped barking once he got next to Erin. Erin looked down at the dog and then back to the man, still saying nothing. Jerry picked up on his master's silence. "Oh sure, now you stop talking." He growled. Erin snapped out of it. "Um, sorry," she said, pulling her arm back and looking down. "I must have slipped." "So I noticed," the man said smiling. "Are you alright?" Erin looked at him with a puzzled expression. "That remains to be seen," she replied. Just then, another man in his middle ages, in orange and green armor came up behind them. "What's going on?" he demanded. He-Man looked at his friend. "She fell, I as trying to help." Erin finally noticed how strangely the man was dressed. Just a silver cross of armor over his chest and a brown fur kilt-like thing that for pants. He carried a huge sword with him and that made her nervous. "Um, you're not with that one lady back there are you?" she narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "The witch, or whatever she was." Man-At-Arm's eyebrows furrowed. "I see you've met Evil-Lyn already. No, we are most certainly not with her." The handsome man smiled again and held out his hand. "I'm He-Man, this is Man-At-Arms, but his friends call him Duncan." Erin apprehensively took his hand, hers was so small compared to his it frightened her a little. "Um, I'm Erin. That's my dog, Jerry." He-man knelt down ad stuck his hand out to pet Jerry. The rottweiler growled at first then sniffed his hand. "He's okay," the dog said to Erin. "I think we can trust him." Man-At-Arms looked concerned. "We better get back to the palace. It's getting late." Erin became apprehensive again. "Palace? What palace? Where am I? That woman said something abut Eternity or Eternal or, what was it?" she asked. "Eternia," both men said at the same time. Erin looked up. "Yeah, that's it." He-Man looked confused. "You're not from around here are you?" Erin looked at the two perplexed men. "No, I guess not. I don't know how I got here, but if this isn't some joke, then I guess I'm from a planet called Earth." Man-At-Arms quickly remembered what the Sorceress said about a visitor and the importance of that person. Putting two and two together he urged the group again. "C'mon," he said. "We need to get out of here, now."
Erin and Jerry sprinted through the forest over fallen branches and dead trees, streams, rocks. They didn't stop until Erin felt they were well away from danger. Both of them panting heavily, the two sat down and tried to get their bearings. "Well," Jerry panted. "That certainly sucked." Erin put her hands on her knees. "You think?" she answered the dog. She closed her eyes and tried to catch her breath. "I think we got away from them," she said. She opened her eyes and stood up. "Look boss," Jerry barked. "Food! There's some berries over there!" And the dog took off running toward some thick bushes. Erin took off after him. "Jerry, no, they could be poisonous!" The dog halted abruptly but Erin wasn't so quick to stop. She slid on some mud and slipped down a steep hill behind the bushes, bouncing and flipping all the way down. When she finally came to a stop, she rolled over, and with her eyes still closed, she yelled "Jerry, you okay?" The dog barked wildly, so she opened her eyes. "You look like you need a hand." The very tall, big and very handsome man said as he reached out his hand. Her mouth wide agape, she lifted her arm up to give the man her hand. Jerry came running down the hill and stopped barking once he got next to Erin. Erin looked down at the dog and then back to the man, still saying nothing. Jerry picked up on his master's silence. "Oh sure, now you stop talking." He growled. Erin snapped out of it. "Um, sorry," she said, pulling her arm back and looking down. "I must have slipped." "So I noticed," the man said smiling. "Are you alright?" Erin looked at him with a puzzled expression. "That remains to be seen," she replied. Just then, another man in his middle ages, in orange and green armor came up behind them. "What's going on?" he demanded. He-Man looked at his friend. "She fell, I as trying to help." Erin finally noticed how strangely the man was dressed. Just a silver cross of armor over his chest and a brown fur kilt-like thing that for pants. He carried a huge sword with him and that made her nervous. "Um, you're not with that one lady back there are you?" she narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "The witch, or whatever she was." Man-At-Arm's eyebrows furrowed. "I see you've met Evil-Lyn already. No, we are most certainly not with her." The handsome man smiled again and held out his hand. "I'm He-Man, this is Man-At-Arms, but his friends call him Duncan." Erin apprehensively took his hand, hers was so small compared to his it frightened her a little. "Um, I'm Erin. That's my dog, Jerry." He-man knelt down ad stuck his hand out to pet Jerry. The rottweiler growled at first then sniffed his hand. "He's okay," the dog said to Erin. "I think we can trust him." Man-At-Arms looked concerned. "We better get back to the palace. It's getting late." Erin became apprehensive again. "Palace? What palace? Where am I? That woman said something abut Eternity or Eternal or, what was it?" she asked. "Eternia," both men said at the same time. Erin looked up. "Yeah, that's it." He-Man looked confused. "You're not from around here are you?" Erin looked at the two perplexed men. "No, I guess not. I don't know how I got here, but if this isn't some joke, then I guess I'm from a planet called Earth." Man-At-Arms quickly remembered what the Sorceress said about a visitor and the importance of that person. Putting two and two together he urged the group again. "C'mon," he said. "We need to get out of here, now."