Cast Away
Disclaimer: And so the comet fell to Earth, smiting the dinosaurs, and creating a new world, and the god of that world: James Gurney created an evil the likes of which have never been seen and he called that evil....the copyright law, and he enforced this law with such ferocity that I had to right this.
A/N: And if you don't review may the comet smote you!!
Chapter two, Kamikaze **In the Council Hall**
The council was gathered around the bow of the great ship that had crashed into there utopia along time ago, the Mayor of Waterfall city stood at the front arms out stretched, and a grim look on his face. "My esteemed members of the Council, we had though after the previous threat on our great city was the last, but sadly it was not."
The Triceratops that was to his right snorted in indignation, "Made la rac ne kharak?" (Translation: How is that possible?)
"We have heard reports from out Land Riders that the," He gave a great sigh and furrowed his brow, his age shown through at this moment, "Raptors are on the move."
A gasp of horror and disbelief swept through the council. One of the human members stepped foreword, "Lord Mayor, why would the Raptors come here? We give them enough food to appease them, they've never shown any aggression toward our cities or outposts."
"Sadly again, I fear that it is not aggression but pride, since the Sky could not fail our cities, then they feel it is their duty to...to show us what the Earth can do. I also fear that is a conflict of habitats." The Mayor paused choosing his next words carefully. "Since the great Sun stones, now replenished by David and Karl Scott, may have protected us from areal attacks, we will have to train our citizens for...battle, for we have no way to defend ourselves from attacks by land. We have all seen what not preparing ourselves for the worst can do, so we must commission training to begin eminently, but we need teachers. There for I would like to propose that David, and Karl take over training new recruits, both human and Saurion."
A cry out outrage went through the council now, "Do you really think it nessecary?" everyone asked.
"Yes, I believe it inevitable."
"Then so be it."
**Back at Zippo's**
After they had eaten, they sat back and discussed their pastes, Des told them of her training in the martial arts, the brief time she was a mountie up in Canada, and the few years she spent in Ireland, and her studies in the fields of archeology and paleontology. They also discovered that she was in fact 25. When David asked why so much studying, and traveling. She replied 'To find a place like this.'
About midday the boys father arrived Mr. Scott (A/N: If any one knows his fist name e-mail it to me, or submit it in a review please.) had taken up working in the fields to make grain trying to 'modernize' the economy so-to- speak. After he had arrived he had come into the room and yelled "Demon?! The Demon."
"Uh-I think so." Des replied stammering, and blushing slightly. "Which Demon migh you be talking about?"
He raced foreword and shook her hand. "Your Desdemona Battle, the winner of the national martial arts champion ship?"
"Yes," Des was blushing so much now that her whole face looked like a bonfire and her black hair looked like smoke. "But that was a long time ago, almost six years."
Karl nudged her in the shoulder, "I'd ask you for your autograph, but theres no one to brag to." He snorted with laughter.
"Urgh! This is why I told Sensi, I didn't want to participate!" Des said exasperated, and she threw the covers over herself so that she was completely covered. "I hate publicity!"
Zippo had no idea what this meant so he just kept quiet during the conversation, after about a minute Des threw the cover back off of her, "Gawd it is hot under there!"
Marion got up out of her chair, "I have to go, I'll inform father of you arrival Theres a spare change of cloths on the dresser, I think you and I are about the same size." And with that she left.
David got up and stretched, "I have to go get Freefall, he needs exercise."
Karl got up, "I have to go back to the hatchery, "26 is at that age where she only eats what she sees me make." He grumbled, "I love her to death but its such a pain sometimes."
Mr. Scott to go up, "I'll walk with you Karl, I have to get back to the fields, it feels good to be doing real work."
As they walked out Des waved, "Goodbye." Zippo walked them out to the door, telling them to come back and visit whenever they could. After that he walked back to the room Des was in. To his horror he saw that she was trying to stand up. She was getting no where fast and only looked like she was hurting herself. "What are you doing?" He gasped, "You are not well enough to get yuo, much less walk around. You mammals, I'll never understand you."
"Yeah well I've been studying Paleontology for four years now, and I've been to quite a few digs, and I still don't under stand," She tried to stand up but only wobbled and fell to the floor. "a lot, about dinosaurs."
"What is Paleontology and that archeology, you mentioned early." Zippo asked trying to help her up.
"Well Paleontology is the study of ancient beings, mostly non-humans, digs are where we investigate, and dig up the bones of them to better understand where they came from. Archeology is the study of human history, and then the digs are called escavations, it when we dig up whole civilization, like Pompeii.." They discussed the history of her ancient world, and the Zippo took his turn and told her about the Dinotopian history for about an hour. The he went to get another pitcher of water. He was in a better mood than he had been in a while, Des had begun to tell him about the literature from her world and was now telling him the story of; The Lord of the Rings. As he entered the kitchen a messenger bird smacked straight into his window. Zippo dropped the pitcher of water he was holding it crashed to the floor and water spread every where.
"What was that?! Are you all right?!?" Des yelled from the room.
"Y-yes I'm fine its' just a messenger bird." He opened the window and picked it up off the sill. A moment later Des hobbled out of the room her weight supported on a walking stick that Zippo had brought back after he had traveled to the Temple in the swamp. She had changed into the spare clothes that Marion had brought for her. A hunter green tunic that went down to about mid-thigh and a pair of plain brown slacks, the belt was tied in a knot around her waist to keep the slacks up since she did not have enough time to out it on properly. She had also put on the matching green moccasin.
"A what?" Then she saw the bird in Zippo's hand, "Oh, poor bird." then she saw the glass, "Do have a broom? Don't move you might cut yourself on the glass."
"The broom is in the closet next to you." Des leaned over and opened the door, she got out the broom and began to sweep carefully.
"I don't think hes dead, just knocked out." Zippo said as he tried to step carefully over the class.
"So our fine feathered friend just went kamikaze then?" Desdemona's legs began to work properly she could walk fairly well now, she just had to put some of her weight on the broom.
"What?" Zippo asked.
She waved it off, "It's a pilot thing."
Just then the bird coughed and sat up in Zippo's palm, it looked up at them disapprovingly, "Messenger bird 2347 with a message for Zippo and Desdemona, message says, Zippo and Desdemona your presence is requested at the council hall immediately. Would you like to send a message back?"
"No thank you." Zippo said, not looking down.
"And a word of advice, you should leave you window open on such a lovely day." And with that the bird flew out of the now open window.
"Wonder what that's all about." Des wondered looking after the bird.
A/N: Well what do you think, I thought it was very amusing. I'm going to try and get the whole heritage deal in, during the next chapter, but I'm almost out of ideas. Can no one help me? Er-sorry old southern gal thing, e- mail me if you have ANY ideas what so ever.
Disclaimer: And so the comet fell to Earth, smiting the dinosaurs, and creating a new world, and the god of that world: James Gurney created an evil the likes of which have never been seen and he called that evil....the copyright law, and he enforced this law with such ferocity that I had to right this.
A/N: And if you don't review may the comet smote you!!
Chapter two, Kamikaze **In the Council Hall**
The council was gathered around the bow of the great ship that had crashed into there utopia along time ago, the Mayor of Waterfall city stood at the front arms out stretched, and a grim look on his face. "My esteemed members of the Council, we had though after the previous threat on our great city was the last, but sadly it was not."
The Triceratops that was to his right snorted in indignation, "Made la rac ne kharak?" (Translation: How is that possible?)
"We have heard reports from out Land Riders that the," He gave a great sigh and furrowed his brow, his age shown through at this moment, "Raptors are on the move."
A gasp of horror and disbelief swept through the council. One of the human members stepped foreword, "Lord Mayor, why would the Raptors come here? We give them enough food to appease them, they've never shown any aggression toward our cities or outposts."
"Sadly again, I fear that it is not aggression but pride, since the Sky could not fail our cities, then they feel it is their duty to...to show us what the Earth can do. I also fear that is a conflict of habitats." The Mayor paused choosing his next words carefully. "Since the great Sun stones, now replenished by David and Karl Scott, may have protected us from areal attacks, we will have to train our citizens for...battle, for we have no way to defend ourselves from attacks by land. We have all seen what not preparing ourselves for the worst can do, so we must commission training to begin eminently, but we need teachers. There for I would like to propose that David, and Karl take over training new recruits, both human and Saurion."
A cry out outrage went through the council now, "Do you really think it nessecary?" everyone asked.
"Yes, I believe it inevitable."
"Then so be it."
**Back at Zippo's**
After they had eaten, they sat back and discussed their pastes, Des told them of her training in the martial arts, the brief time she was a mountie up in Canada, and the few years she spent in Ireland, and her studies in the fields of archeology and paleontology. They also discovered that she was in fact 25. When David asked why so much studying, and traveling. She replied 'To find a place like this.'
About midday the boys father arrived Mr. Scott (A/N: If any one knows his fist name e-mail it to me, or submit it in a review please.) had taken up working in the fields to make grain trying to 'modernize' the economy so-to- speak. After he had arrived he had come into the room and yelled "Demon?! The Demon."
"Uh-I think so." Des replied stammering, and blushing slightly. "Which Demon migh you be talking about?"
He raced foreword and shook her hand. "Your Desdemona Battle, the winner of the national martial arts champion ship?"
"Yes," Des was blushing so much now that her whole face looked like a bonfire and her black hair looked like smoke. "But that was a long time ago, almost six years."
Karl nudged her in the shoulder, "I'd ask you for your autograph, but theres no one to brag to." He snorted with laughter.
"Urgh! This is why I told Sensi, I didn't want to participate!" Des said exasperated, and she threw the covers over herself so that she was completely covered. "I hate publicity!"
Zippo had no idea what this meant so he just kept quiet during the conversation, after about a minute Des threw the cover back off of her, "Gawd it is hot under there!"
Marion got up out of her chair, "I have to go, I'll inform father of you arrival Theres a spare change of cloths on the dresser, I think you and I are about the same size." And with that she left.
David got up and stretched, "I have to go get Freefall, he needs exercise."
Karl got up, "I have to go back to the hatchery, "26 is at that age where she only eats what she sees me make." He grumbled, "I love her to death but its such a pain sometimes."
Mr. Scott to go up, "I'll walk with you Karl, I have to get back to the fields, it feels good to be doing real work."
As they walked out Des waved, "Goodbye." Zippo walked them out to the door, telling them to come back and visit whenever they could. After that he walked back to the room Des was in. To his horror he saw that she was trying to stand up. She was getting no where fast and only looked like she was hurting herself. "What are you doing?" He gasped, "You are not well enough to get yuo, much less walk around. You mammals, I'll never understand you."
"Yeah well I've been studying Paleontology for four years now, and I've been to quite a few digs, and I still don't under stand," She tried to stand up but only wobbled and fell to the floor. "a lot, about dinosaurs."
"What is Paleontology and that archeology, you mentioned early." Zippo asked trying to help her up.
"Well Paleontology is the study of ancient beings, mostly non-humans, digs are where we investigate, and dig up the bones of them to better understand where they came from. Archeology is the study of human history, and then the digs are called escavations, it when we dig up whole civilization, like Pompeii.." They discussed the history of her ancient world, and the Zippo took his turn and told her about the Dinotopian history for about an hour. The he went to get another pitcher of water. He was in a better mood than he had been in a while, Des had begun to tell him about the literature from her world and was now telling him the story of; The Lord of the Rings. As he entered the kitchen a messenger bird smacked straight into his window. Zippo dropped the pitcher of water he was holding it crashed to the floor and water spread every where.
"What was that?! Are you all right?!?" Des yelled from the room.
"Y-yes I'm fine its' just a messenger bird." He opened the window and picked it up off the sill. A moment later Des hobbled out of the room her weight supported on a walking stick that Zippo had brought back after he had traveled to the Temple in the swamp. She had changed into the spare clothes that Marion had brought for her. A hunter green tunic that went down to about mid-thigh and a pair of plain brown slacks, the belt was tied in a knot around her waist to keep the slacks up since she did not have enough time to out it on properly. She had also put on the matching green moccasin.
"A what?" Then she saw the bird in Zippo's hand, "Oh, poor bird." then she saw the glass, "Do have a broom? Don't move you might cut yourself on the glass."
"The broom is in the closet next to you." Des leaned over and opened the door, she got out the broom and began to sweep carefully.
"I don't think hes dead, just knocked out." Zippo said as he tried to step carefully over the class.
"So our fine feathered friend just went kamikaze then?" Desdemona's legs began to work properly she could walk fairly well now, she just had to put some of her weight on the broom.
"What?" Zippo asked.
She waved it off, "It's a pilot thing."
Just then the bird coughed and sat up in Zippo's palm, it looked up at them disapprovingly, "Messenger bird 2347 with a message for Zippo and Desdemona, message says, Zippo and Desdemona your presence is requested at the council hall immediately. Would you like to send a message back?"
"No thank you." Zippo said, not looking down.
"And a word of advice, you should leave you window open on such a lovely day." And with that the bird flew out of the now open window.
"Wonder what that's all about." Des wondered looking after the bird.
A/N: Well what do you think, I thought it was very amusing. I'm going to try and get the whole heritage deal in, during the next chapter, but I'm almost out of ideas. Can no one help me? Er-sorry old southern gal thing, e- mail me if you have ANY ideas what so ever.