Urk, ok. New chapter. Me tired, have writers block. Urk. This chappy just
gives a liddle bitty insight into Skants' past. It don't have much to do
with the storyline but I'm trying to get rid of writers block and dreams
(which most of this is) seems to work to get rid of it.
Thanx to Acoustical Ferret for reviewing. You are da coolest. All my reviewers are cool but you are now officially the coolest for reviewing that one time. (Yes, that'll do)
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Enemies Forever Chapter 7:
Dreaming
*~*~* Darkness, all there was, was darkness.
Skant tried to figure where she was as she stood there. She could feel the black around her pressing in, threatening to smother her. With a strangled sob, she began running.
For what seemed an age she kept running, until she collapsed with exhaustion. She closed her eyes tightly and murmured over and over again in her head,
'please, lemme go. Please!'
She opened her eyes and looked out in front of her, into the black. Suddenly, so faint she could barely believe it was there, a dull light appeared. It began to grow in intensity until she had to shield her eyes. Finally, with a blinding, white flash, she could see.
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Skant blinked a few times, trying to gather where she was. She looked down at her hands and with a gasp realized that they were younger, less scarred.
She reached above her head and felt a rough blanket.
'Could I be dreaming?' She shook her head furiously, 'of course I'm dreaming, but.it's so.real.'
She shook the blanket off and stood up. She looked around the small room she was in and attempted to speak, but no words came out. She clapped her paws and with a sigh of relief realized that no sound came from her claps.
'Okay, NOW I know I'm dreaming.'
With an unconcerned shrug, she walked around the room. It was tiny, with no windows and a tiny door. She approached the door and pushed on it, mentally growling as she realized it was locked.
She stood back and kicked out strongly at it, she 'yelled' in pain as it collided harshly with the strong wood. She sat on the ground rubbing her footpaw.
'Wait, footpaw? Where th' hell are me boots?' She felt up around her shoulders and found that her cape was gone as well. In place was a loose, sandy colored smock.
'Riiight. Now this is strange.'
She reached up and ran her paw along her face, a habit of hers, and started, almost falling over when her paw encountered soft fur.
'Huh? Where's th' scar?'
Suddenly, another blinding flash broke her vision.
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"THE OTTERS ARE ATTACKIN', ELBIRRET, DO SOMETHIN'"
Skant rubbed her eyes and stared up at the fox who had just run up, her gaze turned to the older, dark furred fox he was addressing. Her eyes widened and her mouth could barely form the words that escaped from it,
"Father?"
The dark furred fox slowly turned towards her, the whole scene behind him slowed to half its speed.
"Skerraineus," He yelled, "find you brother and your mother. Get them away from here!"
Skant felt her legs moving without any orders, she ran across the open field in front of her, dodging falling arrows, the only target in her eyes, the burning village ahead of her.
She reached the village to find almost all its inhabitants dead, a few remaining warriors were fighting against large groups of otters. Her eyes fixated themselves on a small figure, wielding a sword far too big for him,
"RAKNIX!!!" She screamed, the young fox turned to see who was yelling at him. His eyes were dark as he mouthed the words,
'What are you doing here, Sker?'
All of a sudden, an audible 'smack' sounded, and Raknix collapsed. Skant was frozen in horror as tears streamed down her now young face. She looked around for help seeing nobeast that would aid her.
A dark figure materialized behind her and she whipped around to face it, the sneering face of an otter looked down on her,
"your goin' with your clan. Straight to Hellgates." He growled scornfully, "hey! You're the chieftains liddle brat, Skerraineus wasn't it?"
Skant's eyes widened as she saw the otter raise his cutlass. He brought it down with frightening force, laying the right side of her face open. As she fell to the ground, she could hear him laugh.
"Bad luck to ye in Hell, Skerraineus!"
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Those words repeated themselves over and over in her mind, until the word 'Skerraineus' was the only one left, it repeated over and over, getting louder and louder.
The darkness was back, and through it, she could barely make out a few dark figures. She saw one of them lash out at another's face, cutting deeply along the.right side.The figure that was slashed staggered up and ran, leaving the other two that were left standing there.
The word 'Skerraineus' kept on repeating itself. Until it morphed itself into the word 'Skant'.
.Skant
..Skant
....
*~*~*
"Skant, Skant! Cap'n!"
'Huh?' Skant sat bolt upright from where she had been sleeping. She looked around confusedly, suddenly she remembered her dream. Her paw shot up to her face where, sure enough, the deep jagged scar was.
"Skant! Are ye in there?"
She blinked a few times and grunted, she stood up, trying to ignore the way her legs were shaking and winced,
'Who was tha' figure I saw? I wonder.'
"SKANT!"
"AYE! WOT DO YE WAN'?" She roared bad temperedly. Raptail burst in and gasped out,
"Skant, Rantan's back," Skant gazed, unimpressed at him,
"and.The point of you burstin' in like tha' is?"
"He woz attacked Cap'n!" Skant was shocked as Raptail continued, "all our scouts were slain!"
Skant stared at him, then she remembered. She swallowed hard and looked at him,
"An' Maky?"
Raptail glanced at his footpaws and stuttered, "S...she's gone."
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MUAHAHAHAHA!!! See, it doesn't really have THAT much to do with the storyline but eh!
Ahem, please review. I'll be your friend! (Ok, that wont work) Um, I'll give you free stuff! (No, that wont work either.)...JUST PLEAAASSEE REVIEW!
Thanx to Acoustical Ferret for reviewing. You are da coolest. All my reviewers are cool but you are now officially the coolest for reviewing that one time. (Yes, that'll do)
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Enemies Forever Chapter 7:
Dreaming
*~*~* Darkness, all there was, was darkness.
Skant tried to figure where she was as she stood there. She could feel the black around her pressing in, threatening to smother her. With a strangled sob, she began running.
For what seemed an age she kept running, until she collapsed with exhaustion. She closed her eyes tightly and murmured over and over again in her head,
'please, lemme go. Please!'
She opened her eyes and looked out in front of her, into the black. Suddenly, so faint she could barely believe it was there, a dull light appeared. It began to grow in intensity until she had to shield her eyes. Finally, with a blinding, white flash, she could see.
* * * * *
Skant blinked a few times, trying to gather where she was. She looked down at her hands and with a gasp realized that they were younger, less scarred.
She reached above her head and felt a rough blanket.
'Could I be dreaming?' She shook her head furiously, 'of course I'm dreaming, but.it's so.real.'
She shook the blanket off and stood up. She looked around the small room she was in and attempted to speak, but no words came out. She clapped her paws and with a sigh of relief realized that no sound came from her claps.
'Okay, NOW I know I'm dreaming.'
With an unconcerned shrug, she walked around the room. It was tiny, with no windows and a tiny door. She approached the door and pushed on it, mentally growling as she realized it was locked.
She stood back and kicked out strongly at it, she 'yelled' in pain as it collided harshly with the strong wood. She sat on the ground rubbing her footpaw.
'Wait, footpaw? Where th' hell are me boots?' She felt up around her shoulders and found that her cape was gone as well. In place was a loose, sandy colored smock.
'Riiight. Now this is strange.'
She reached up and ran her paw along her face, a habit of hers, and started, almost falling over when her paw encountered soft fur.
'Huh? Where's th' scar?'
Suddenly, another blinding flash broke her vision.
* * * * *
"THE OTTERS ARE ATTACKIN', ELBIRRET, DO SOMETHIN'"
Skant rubbed her eyes and stared up at the fox who had just run up, her gaze turned to the older, dark furred fox he was addressing. Her eyes widened and her mouth could barely form the words that escaped from it,
"Father?"
The dark furred fox slowly turned towards her, the whole scene behind him slowed to half its speed.
"Skerraineus," He yelled, "find you brother and your mother. Get them away from here!"
Skant felt her legs moving without any orders, she ran across the open field in front of her, dodging falling arrows, the only target in her eyes, the burning village ahead of her.
She reached the village to find almost all its inhabitants dead, a few remaining warriors were fighting against large groups of otters. Her eyes fixated themselves on a small figure, wielding a sword far too big for him,
"RAKNIX!!!" She screamed, the young fox turned to see who was yelling at him. His eyes were dark as he mouthed the words,
'What are you doing here, Sker?'
All of a sudden, an audible 'smack' sounded, and Raknix collapsed. Skant was frozen in horror as tears streamed down her now young face. She looked around for help seeing nobeast that would aid her.
A dark figure materialized behind her and she whipped around to face it, the sneering face of an otter looked down on her,
"your goin' with your clan. Straight to Hellgates." He growled scornfully, "hey! You're the chieftains liddle brat, Skerraineus wasn't it?"
Skant's eyes widened as she saw the otter raise his cutlass. He brought it down with frightening force, laying the right side of her face open. As she fell to the ground, she could hear him laugh.
"Bad luck to ye in Hell, Skerraineus!"
* * * * *
Those words repeated themselves over and over in her mind, until the word 'Skerraineus' was the only one left, it repeated over and over, getting louder and louder.
The darkness was back, and through it, she could barely make out a few dark figures. She saw one of them lash out at another's face, cutting deeply along the.right side.The figure that was slashed staggered up and ran, leaving the other two that were left standing there.
The word 'Skerraineus' kept on repeating itself. Until it morphed itself into the word 'Skant'.
.Skant
..Skant
....
*~*~*
"Skant, Skant! Cap'n!"
'Huh?' Skant sat bolt upright from where she had been sleeping. She looked around confusedly, suddenly she remembered her dream. Her paw shot up to her face where, sure enough, the deep jagged scar was.
"Skant! Are ye in there?"
She blinked a few times and grunted, she stood up, trying to ignore the way her legs were shaking and winced,
'Who was tha' figure I saw? I wonder.'
"SKANT!"
"AYE! WOT DO YE WAN'?" She roared bad temperedly. Raptail burst in and gasped out,
"Skant, Rantan's back," Skant gazed, unimpressed at him,
"and.The point of you burstin' in like tha' is?"
"He woz attacked Cap'n!" Skant was shocked as Raptail continued, "all our scouts were slain!"
Skant stared at him, then she remembered. She swallowed hard and looked at him,
"An' Maky?"
Raptail glanced at his footpaws and stuttered, "S...she's gone."
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MUAHAHAHAHA!!! See, it doesn't really have THAT much to do with the storyline but eh!
Ahem, please review. I'll be your friend! (Ok, that wont work) Um, I'll give you free stuff! (No, that wont work either.)...JUST PLEAAASSEE REVIEW!
