Chapter three, and you actually hear these people speak! Fwee! R+ R
```````````````````````
Shane stirred, head aching. Some kind of light was shining through her eyelids, but it was a wavering, flickering light. She pulled the lids open after a moment and found herself lying on her side, in the dirt, near a fire. Shane pushed herself up, looking around with sparking eyes as she remembered the events from what seemed like minutes ago. She felt around in the darkness for her ax, but had no luck.
"Don't try finding your ax." A cold voice stated dryly, sounding very businesslike despite its icy tone. "I've already taken it." Shane's eyes narrowed and she sat cross-legged, staring onto the other side of the fire, searching for that thief that had stolen her blade.
"I'm guessing you're the one I heard in that clearing when I first came to this...This place. Show yourself, so I will at least know the appearance of my captor."
There was a pause. Leetho looked to the side and narrowed his eyes, considering her request. This Hanyou was a rather interesting find, but she was lethal with that ax. Which he could barely lift himself, but that had no bearing on the matter. He smirked in the shadows of he firelight, and decided to fool with this bear girl's mind.
"My appearance? You want a hand mirror? I didn't think that a Hanyou such as yourself would care for a vanity item." Shane growled, raising an eyebrow.
"Hanyou? What's a Hanyou?" Now it was Leetho's turn to be annoyed.
"Jeez, do bears have brains?" He sighed. It sounded like a genuine question; besides, he did find her sitting in the middle of the forest, looking dumbfounded and confused. Humans seemed to be dropping out of the sky lately, like with that Kagome girl, whatever her name was.
"A Hanyou is a demon who's half human, like me." He blinked, then slapped his forehead. 'I was not supposed to tell her that.' He thought, wincing. Words came so easily with this prisoner, and he barely knew her!
Shane was shocked. A demon?! Not even the other teens at the orphanage had stooped that low! She growled, leaping through the fire at the source of the voice in her rage. Leetho looked up just in time and yelped as he was tackled by an enraged 16-year-old grizzly bear Hanyou. They roll away in a tangled mass of limbs, biting, punching, kicking, and generally trying to kill one another. They came out at the bottom of a tree, being stopped by its roots. Shane had her nails held high, the threat having made them grow to black claws the size of railroad spikes; Leetho with his fist curled up and ready to throw, the adrenaline rush having made his fists grow scaly and with steel feathers, sharp as the dagger he always carried. After a moment of just glaring at each other, Leetho sent Shane's blood boiling by dropping his fist and smiling smugly up at her, then snapping his fingers lazily.
She was thrown off of him, ropes snapping out of thin air and binding her hands tightly. Leetho stood, still grinning smugly down at his victim.
"Do you know how much I've really begun to hate you?" Shane spat bitterly as her feet were bound as well, making her over-balance and collapse flat on her face. Leetho chuckled; enjoying the fact that he had the temperamental Hanyou bound with her face in the dirt.
"Oh yes, I know. And let me tell you, it's most satisfying, I assure you!" He let out another gale of laughter at Shane's reaction, clutching his stomach from laughing so hard while Shane attempted to bite off her own ropes, which got her nowhere except twisting up and wiggling around the dirt.
"Tell me, are you a gentle?" He said, quieting his laughs immediately. With his casual air, he could have been suggesting a round of golf to his fellows. Shane blinked. What kind of question was that?
"Yeah." Then, in an undertone: "Most of the time." Leetho nodded, his suspicions confirmed.
"So," Leetho dropped onto the log he was sitting on before, his back to the fire, and fixed Shane with bored look. "What mud hole did you crawl out of?" That caught Shane off guard.
"MUD HOLE?!?!?!" She screeched indignantly, wriggling even more with teeth bared. The factory wasn't THAT bad.
"Jeez! Fiery little Hanyou!" He paused, taken aback by Shane's angry response. He wasn't expecting that. "I was simply asking where you're from!" He looked her over again, trying to remember the appearances and demon heritage. He couldn't remember any lords or ladies with that facial scheme, nor that color of hair, and no lord was a bear demon. They were thought to be too unpredictable to become rulers. Shane blinked, then blushed with embarrassment, ears twitching slightly.
"Alaska." She sputtered.
Now poor Leetho was thoroughly confused. Alaska? What kingdom was that?! No wonder he didn't know this girl's bloodline! She came from a country he had never heard of! His gaze roved over her T-shirt and jeans and he winced. Whatever country she was from had no idea of the current fashions.
"Well, if you're going to be traveling with me, you're going to need some proper attire."
At that remark, Shane jumped to her knees, fixing Leetho with an indignant look.
"What's wrong with my clothing?" She inquired, glancing at her navy gray T- shirt. She didn't see anything wrong with her clothes. Leetho sighed. This 'Alaska' kingdom apparently didn't have any kind of outside contact. Shane then glanced up at Leetho's long midnight blue robes, bare talons, and feather strewn hair (well, what she could see of it). 'Oh wonderful. I've been captured by Bird Man.' She thought, rolling her eyes and completely confusing Leetho, who was still waiting for a reaction.
"Can I at least know the name and face of my captor? As you always seem to knock me out before daylight comes." She really didn't expect him to answer, but she might as well try. After all, she couldn't plead the fifth. Leetho was considering her request, and decided on a compromise. What was the harm in passing out a name to someone that was already pretty much dead? They would kill this strange Hanyou as soon as he brought her there, so why bother with secrecy? He felt pretty smug as he turned back towards Shane.
"It's Leetho, thank you. Eagle demon extrodinare!" He said, plopping himself on the ground next to Shane, his face finally visible. "And the face you requested?"
The bear Hanyou grinned, slightly surprised at his actions. Black/brown eyes ran over her winged captor. He wasn't too bad looking in the face with his regal cheekbones and those very nice dark blue eyes, though his nose was a tad bit sharp. Leetho noticed her staring at the black feathers on the end of each black hair on his head.
"You're a Hanyou too, I'm guessing." Leetho glanced away, standing and moving onto the other side of the fire.
"And what's it to you?" He snapped, his playful air evaporating in an instant.
"Well, I didn't think that there were any others-"
"And what would a foolish bear Hanyou know about that?!" Leetho from then on stayed silent, glaring angrily out into the darkness. Shane sighed and shook her head. No use arguing with him, after all, he had the axe. She did not. With another crafty thought on how to get her ax back, she lay back down beside the fire, the flickering firelight throwing tiny lights onto the surrounding trees from the reflections on Shane's hair.
After an hour or so, Leetho's angry mood floated away, and again was replaced by guilt. He shouldn't have blown up like that, especially with someone who already had the noose pretty much around her neck. He started to say something, looking around the fire, but saw Shane's curled up body and dismissed the thought, leaning against a tree and falling asleep as well. Little did they know that someone else was watching...
`````````````````````~~~~~~~~~~~~~`````````````````````
Another evil cliff-hanger! 4th chapter coming up soon!
```````````````````````
Shane stirred, head aching. Some kind of light was shining through her eyelids, but it was a wavering, flickering light. She pulled the lids open after a moment and found herself lying on her side, in the dirt, near a fire. Shane pushed herself up, looking around with sparking eyes as she remembered the events from what seemed like minutes ago. She felt around in the darkness for her ax, but had no luck.
"Don't try finding your ax." A cold voice stated dryly, sounding very businesslike despite its icy tone. "I've already taken it." Shane's eyes narrowed and she sat cross-legged, staring onto the other side of the fire, searching for that thief that had stolen her blade.
"I'm guessing you're the one I heard in that clearing when I first came to this...This place. Show yourself, so I will at least know the appearance of my captor."
There was a pause. Leetho looked to the side and narrowed his eyes, considering her request. This Hanyou was a rather interesting find, but she was lethal with that ax. Which he could barely lift himself, but that had no bearing on the matter. He smirked in the shadows of he firelight, and decided to fool with this bear girl's mind.
"My appearance? You want a hand mirror? I didn't think that a Hanyou such as yourself would care for a vanity item." Shane growled, raising an eyebrow.
"Hanyou? What's a Hanyou?" Now it was Leetho's turn to be annoyed.
"Jeez, do bears have brains?" He sighed. It sounded like a genuine question; besides, he did find her sitting in the middle of the forest, looking dumbfounded and confused. Humans seemed to be dropping out of the sky lately, like with that Kagome girl, whatever her name was.
"A Hanyou is a demon who's half human, like me." He blinked, then slapped his forehead. 'I was not supposed to tell her that.' He thought, wincing. Words came so easily with this prisoner, and he barely knew her!
Shane was shocked. A demon?! Not even the other teens at the orphanage had stooped that low! She growled, leaping through the fire at the source of the voice in her rage. Leetho looked up just in time and yelped as he was tackled by an enraged 16-year-old grizzly bear Hanyou. They roll away in a tangled mass of limbs, biting, punching, kicking, and generally trying to kill one another. They came out at the bottom of a tree, being stopped by its roots. Shane had her nails held high, the threat having made them grow to black claws the size of railroad spikes; Leetho with his fist curled up and ready to throw, the adrenaline rush having made his fists grow scaly and with steel feathers, sharp as the dagger he always carried. After a moment of just glaring at each other, Leetho sent Shane's blood boiling by dropping his fist and smiling smugly up at her, then snapping his fingers lazily.
She was thrown off of him, ropes snapping out of thin air and binding her hands tightly. Leetho stood, still grinning smugly down at his victim.
"Do you know how much I've really begun to hate you?" Shane spat bitterly as her feet were bound as well, making her over-balance and collapse flat on her face. Leetho chuckled; enjoying the fact that he had the temperamental Hanyou bound with her face in the dirt.
"Oh yes, I know. And let me tell you, it's most satisfying, I assure you!" He let out another gale of laughter at Shane's reaction, clutching his stomach from laughing so hard while Shane attempted to bite off her own ropes, which got her nowhere except twisting up and wiggling around the dirt.
"Tell me, are you a gentle?" He said, quieting his laughs immediately. With his casual air, he could have been suggesting a round of golf to his fellows. Shane blinked. What kind of question was that?
"Yeah." Then, in an undertone: "Most of the time." Leetho nodded, his suspicions confirmed.
"So," Leetho dropped onto the log he was sitting on before, his back to the fire, and fixed Shane with bored look. "What mud hole did you crawl out of?" That caught Shane off guard.
"MUD HOLE?!?!?!" She screeched indignantly, wriggling even more with teeth bared. The factory wasn't THAT bad.
"Jeez! Fiery little Hanyou!" He paused, taken aback by Shane's angry response. He wasn't expecting that. "I was simply asking where you're from!" He looked her over again, trying to remember the appearances and demon heritage. He couldn't remember any lords or ladies with that facial scheme, nor that color of hair, and no lord was a bear demon. They were thought to be too unpredictable to become rulers. Shane blinked, then blushed with embarrassment, ears twitching slightly.
"Alaska." She sputtered.
Now poor Leetho was thoroughly confused. Alaska? What kingdom was that?! No wonder he didn't know this girl's bloodline! She came from a country he had never heard of! His gaze roved over her T-shirt and jeans and he winced. Whatever country she was from had no idea of the current fashions.
"Well, if you're going to be traveling with me, you're going to need some proper attire."
At that remark, Shane jumped to her knees, fixing Leetho with an indignant look.
"What's wrong with my clothing?" She inquired, glancing at her navy gray T- shirt. She didn't see anything wrong with her clothes. Leetho sighed. This 'Alaska' kingdom apparently didn't have any kind of outside contact. Shane then glanced up at Leetho's long midnight blue robes, bare talons, and feather strewn hair (well, what she could see of it). 'Oh wonderful. I've been captured by Bird Man.' She thought, rolling her eyes and completely confusing Leetho, who was still waiting for a reaction.
"Can I at least know the name and face of my captor? As you always seem to knock me out before daylight comes." She really didn't expect him to answer, but she might as well try. After all, she couldn't plead the fifth. Leetho was considering her request, and decided on a compromise. What was the harm in passing out a name to someone that was already pretty much dead? They would kill this strange Hanyou as soon as he brought her there, so why bother with secrecy? He felt pretty smug as he turned back towards Shane.
"It's Leetho, thank you. Eagle demon extrodinare!" He said, plopping himself on the ground next to Shane, his face finally visible. "And the face you requested?"
The bear Hanyou grinned, slightly surprised at his actions. Black/brown eyes ran over her winged captor. He wasn't too bad looking in the face with his regal cheekbones and those very nice dark blue eyes, though his nose was a tad bit sharp. Leetho noticed her staring at the black feathers on the end of each black hair on his head.
"You're a Hanyou too, I'm guessing." Leetho glanced away, standing and moving onto the other side of the fire.
"And what's it to you?" He snapped, his playful air evaporating in an instant.
"Well, I didn't think that there were any others-"
"And what would a foolish bear Hanyou know about that?!" Leetho from then on stayed silent, glaring angrily out into the darkness. Shane sighed and shook her head. No use arguing with him, after all, he had the axe. She did not. With another crafty thought on how to get her ax back, she lay back down beside the fire, the flickering firelight throwing tiny lights onto the surrounding trees from the reflections on Shane's hair.
After an hour or so, Leetho's angry mood floated away, and again was replaced by guilt. He shouldn't have blown up like that, especially with someone who already had the noose pretty much around her neck. He started to say something, looking around the fire, but saw Shane's curled up body and dismissed the thought, leaning against a tree and falling asleep as well. Little did they know that someone else was watching...
`````````````````````~~~~~~~~~~~~~`````````````````````
Another evil cliff-hanger! 4th chapter coming up soon!