Ok stills own nothing. As you would expect.
This is the REAL third chapter, I accidentally put the first one up again.
----Light Chapter 3:Jungle----
"Who are you?" behind me I heard a female voice.
I turned to see a pretty young woman with long brown hair. She wore a dirty tan shirt and torn brown skirt. I looked at her face and hoped she was not a threat. Casually I pushed my hair from my eyes and spoke, "Cloud Strife."
She approached me and kindly shook my hand. "Jane Porter, I studying the gorillas in the area. Mind I ask you where you came from?"
"Long story, I can hardly explain it myself." I said scratching my head.
"Ok," Jane looked confused and not knowing what to say. We stood like that simply looking at one another. Jane was the one who broke the awkward silence. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Well.I'm looking for some people, have you seen a little kid. About 15, wearing red shorts, and a black jacket around here?" I saw no signs that she knew what I was talking about so I continued, "What about a talking dog or duck," Jane now was looking at me as if I was insane, not that I blamed her though. "Most importantly, a woman in her early 20s? Long black hair, probably wearing a small white top and a black mini skirt." "No, sorry. I haven't seen anyone like them." Jane responded sounding genuinely saddened that she couldn't be of more help.
"Oh, ok." I said. I tried my best to hide my sorrow and disappointment at this, though I know I failed. I fell back and took a seat on one of the wooden crates, most of which were stacked near the center of the camp. I saw that Jane was looking at me in some strange manner that I couldn't quite understand. Suddenly she began to approach me, taking my face in her hands. She turned my head and examined my features closely. After a few moments of intense embarrassment she finally let go. "Well, you speak English, and you show no resemblance to him." she began to trail off after that.
"Who?"
"Tarzan, he should get back soon." Jane calmly, her face taking on a much brighter complexion reflected in her large brown eyes, which went through such an instant mood change. "Well, we might as well wait in the tent until he returns." She mentioned.
She turned away and started toward the tent, I followed closely behind. Inside the tent stood a projector, a large screen to show the slides on, a table, a few chairs, and various items to provide light. We spoke for a good amount of time while waiting for Tarzan. She told me about her love of gorillas and about the hunter, named Clayton, who accompanied them. She told me a bit about Tarzan, the strange man they found living among the apes and a few other things. I told her about Midgar, Nebelhelm, Tifa, Areith, and my adventures to which she listened with great interest.
"Hello?" A familiar voice called out. Quickly I stood and looked to see two of my companions, Donald and Goofy, entering the camp. They turned to see me and approached as Jane stepped out from the shelter to look at the strange duo. "This is certainly a strange discovery." She said as she examined my companions.
"Stop it, will ya!" Shouted Donald as Jane continued to look at the mage, grabbing his arm and studying him as much as she could.
"It.it.it talks! And speaks English? Amazing!" Jane was taken aback at the talking animal. Goofy stepped foreword apparently not understanding her surprise. "Of course we can talk. How else would we know what we were say'n if we couldn't?"
Jane, still surprised but wishing to know more spoke again. "Well then, may I ask your names?" The duck and dog introduced themselves and she did likewise.
A few minuets later, we were all back in the tent. Jane was trying to get as much information on the two of them as she could. She learned a lot from the loud-mouthed duck who was more then willing to information about him self in great detail. She also learned a bit from Goofy when Donald had shut his mouth long enough for his partner to say anything. It was about now that I heard a faint yell that was quickly growing louder. It continued for a few seconds until I heard one final scream and a final thud of someone hitting the ground with a great deal of force. I rose to leave but Jane stopped me, "That's probably just Tarzan, and it sounds like he brought a friend. Someone you know maybe?" She said with a slight chuckle.
A moment later, a tall man, despite the fact he was hunched over. He wore only an animal skin to cover him self and wielded a spear made of wood and animal bone. I figured that this was Tarzan. Behind him walked Sora, who resembled some sort of walking bruise.
Donald said that Goofy and himself had found evidence that their king was in the area while Sora said that Tarzan said his friends were in the area (I had my doubts that Tarzan knew what he was saying but I kept my mouth shut.)
Jane told Sora to go out and get some slide to see if contained anything of use on them. Sora ran out of the tent and a few minuets later returned with about seven projector slides in hand. Jane showed them to us, a castle, some people but nothing of interest to use. It was after this that Jane asked about the possibly of them being at gorillas' secret mating grounds. Tarzan panicked at the suggestion, quickly speaking in a form broken English and grunts but was persuaded by Sora after a while. It was then a then another man wearing tan clothing and brown boots, a small mustache on his face, obviously man known as 'Clayton.' "Then I will accompany you. The jungle can be dangerous."
The hunter's intent was more then obvious. He was to add some gorillas to his trophy collection was the real reason for his with to "accompany" us. I spoke up first making no attempt to hide my disgust at the hunter. "You will not be needed. The five of us are more then capable to handle anything on our own."
"But an experienced huntsmen like myself would be of useful." Clayton tried to retort but I interrupted him. "I said you will not be needed!" With that I walked out of the tent Sora, Donald, Goofy then Tarzan trailing behind.
In the clearing I heard a roar that echoed throughout the jungle. Tarzan raised his spear as if preparing for an attack. I heard the roar again, this time I drew my sword, I looked to see that Sora had done similarly with the keyblade. In the corner of my eye I saw a large leopard leap from the trees prepared to attack. Tarzan also noticed and hand charged, spear ahead of him. He thrust it foreword, as the leopard was able to avoid most of the blade, only grazing its side. I too charged bringing my massive sword down over the leopard. The animal got back up only to be hit with a fire spell courtesy of Donald. Sora had joined the fight letting loose with a flurry of slashes with his legendary weapon. I attacked in hopes to finish the beast off but the animal pounced on me, forcing me to the ground and knocking the buster sword from my grip. I fought, desperately trying to keep the large felines sharp teeth away from my throat. I struggled until I saw Tarzan's spear enter the leopard's side. It let out a roar and then sprinted back into the woods. "He come back. He always come back," Said Tarzan through his broken English.
We followed Tarzan the jungle and over the treetops to where two gorillas sat. Tarzan stepped foreword and began grunting to the apes. The rest of us watched in confusion, as Tarzan's grunts became more panicked and desperate. When he stopped the two gorillas walks away without a sound.
We all stood and mad an attempt to console Tarzan. We stood doing out best until we were startled by a gunshot. Tarzan mearly looked at us and, in a panicked tone said only one word before sprinting off, "Clayton."
We kept pace with the jungle man as best we could. He quickly led us through the forest roof to a giant tree house at the top of the trees. I may never know how or where he got the materials for such a place, but I doubt it matters anyway. On the outside, on the balcony that the house included, Clayton was on one knee lining up a shot, aiming at something within the tree house. All five of us rushed towards the hunter, Donald let out a yell as he reached Clayton, pushing him to the ground as he pulled the trigger, causing the shot to go off target. "What do you think your doing?" screamed the duck, attempting to make himself look bigger by puffing out his chest.
The hunter began to speak as the gorilla inside turned and left the house to return to the jungle somewhere. Clayton stood trying to conjure up a plausible excuse for his actions, he failed miserably. "You see. there was a snake. I saved that gorilla's life.
None of us bought his poor excuse. We took another step forward, only glaring at the cocky man in front of us. I felt my hand reach for my sword, I wished to cut the bastard down right there. By this time though Clayton had regained his wits and pushed past our group muttering something about us.
We returned to the camp and spoke to Jane for a short time. Your conversation was cut short by a frightful yell and several blasts from a shotgun. We all rushed out to watch as from the ground small, dark figures wish strange, glowing, yellow eyes rose from the ground. I heard Sora whisper 'heartless' under his breath as I drew the buster sword. Without thinking I charged at the invading monsters along side Tarzan. The five of us battled our way through the Jungle, even managing to slay the leopard along the way. We reached a clearing where tons of gorillas where lined up against the rock wall. Clayton had his gun aimed at the helpless animals.
I tried in vain to talk him out of killing them and allow me to spare him his life but one look into his eyes told me that he had surrendered himself to the heartless. Again we charged and did battle with the corrupted hunter. He fought us well and at one point fired with his newly acquired dark powers, blowing through a rock wall. Fortunately the gorillas had left the area and fled for safety.
Clayton now stood, seemingly floating on the air. I charged, showing no fear and attacked whatever it was that was allowing Clayton to stay in the air. A few swipes from my blade and a giant heartless, much resembling a chameleon fell dead while the others had rid of Clayton for good. It was then I that looked around to realize the small section of heaven that we had fought in. The perfect setting near a waterfall, ripe green trees circled us as well as what was left of the cliff that Clayton blew away.
Suddenly a few large gorillas grabbed Sora, Donald, Goofy, and myself and threw us to the top of the cliff. Tarzan joined us in a moment carrying Jane in his arms. Tarzan led us into a cave. We followed him to a small area where Sora found and locked the keyhole. A strange gummi fell from it. "What's that for?" Sora asked.
"I don't know. Maybe Leon might know." Donald absent mindedly replied.
Liking the idea of visiting Transverse Town again I spoke up. "Sounds good, we'll head back to Transverse next. Squall might know something."
We spent the rest of the day with Tarzan and Jane. We left with two new allies and a few potions and elixirs for our troubles. Sora also received a new chain for his keyblade. It wasn't long before we were back on our way to transverse.
This is the REAL third chapter, I accidentally put the first one up again.
----Light Chapter 3:Jungle----
"Who are you?" behind me I heard a female voice.
I turned to see a pretty young woman with long brown hair. She wore a dirty tan shirt and torn brown skirt. I looked at her face and hoped she was not a threat. Casually I pushed my hair from my eyes and spoke, "Cloud Strife."
She approached me and kindly shook my hand. "Jane Porter, I studying the gorillas in the area. Mind I ask you where you came from?"
"Long story, I can hardly explain it myself." I said scratching my head.
"Ok," Jane looked confused and not knowing what to say. We stood like that simply looking at one another. Jane was the one who broke the awkward silence. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Well.I'm looking for some people, have you seen a little kid. About 15, wearing red shorts, and a black jacket around here?" I saw no signs that she knew what I was talking about so I continued, "What about a talking dog or duck," Jane now was looking at me as if I was insane, not that I blamed her though. "Most importantly, a woman in her early 20s? Long black hair, probably wearing a small white top and a black mini skirt." "No, sorry. I haven't seen anyone like them." Jane responded sounding genuinely saddened that she couldn't be of more help.
"Oh, ok." I said. I tried my best to hide my sorrow and disappointment at this, though I know I failed. I fell back and took a seat on one of the wooden crates, most of which were stacked near the center of the camp. I saw that Jane was looking at me in some strange manner that I couldn't quite understand. Suddenly she began to approach me, taking my face in her hands. She turned my head and examined my features closely. After a few moments of intense embarrassment she finally let go. "Well, you speak English, and you show no resemblance to him." she began to trail off after that.
"Who?"
"Tarzan, he should get back soon." Jane calmly, her face taking on a much brighter complexion reflected in her large brown eyes, which went through such an instant mood change. "Well, we might as well wait in the tent until he returns." She mentioned.
She turned away and started toward the tent, I followed closely behind. Inside the tent stood a projector, a large screen to show the slides on, a table, a few chairs, and various items to provide light. We spoke for a good amount of time while waiting for Tarzan. She told me about her love of gorillas and about the hunter, named Clayton, who accompanied them. She told me a bit about Tarzan, the strange man they found living among the apes and a few other things. I told her about Midgar, Nebelhelm, Tifa, Areith, and my adventures to which she listened with great interest.
"Hello?" A familiar voice called out. Quickly I stood and looked to see two of my companions, Donald and Goofy, entering the camp. They turned to see me and approached as Jane stepped out from the shelter to look at the strange duo. "This is certainly a strange discovery." She said as she examined my companions.
"Stop it, will ya!" Shouted Donald as Jane continued to look at the mage, grabbing his arm and studying him as much as she could.
"It.it.it talks! And speaks English? Amazing!" Jane was taken aback at the talking animal. Goofy stepped foreword apparently not understanding her surprise. "Of course we can talk. How else would we know what we were say'n if we couldn't?"
Jane, still surprised but wishing to know more spoke again. "Well then, may I ask your names?" The duck and dog introduced themselves and she did likewise.
A few minuets later, we were all back in the tent. Jane was trying to get as much information on the two of them as she could. She learned a lot from the loud-mouthed duck who was more then willing to information about him self in great detail. She also learned a bit from Goofy when Donald had shut his mouth long enough for his partner to say anything. It was about now that I heard a faint yell that was quickly growing louder. It continued for a few seconds until I heard one final scream and a final thud of someone hitting the ground with a great deal of force. I rose to leave but Jane stopped me, "That's probably just Tarzan, and it sounds like he brought a friend. Someone you know maybe?" She said with a slight chuckle.
A moment later, a tall man, despite the fact he was hunched over. He wore only an animal skin to cover him self and wielded a spear made of wood and animal bone. I figured that this was Tarzan. Behind him walked Sora, who resembled some sort of walking bruise.
Donald said that Goofy and himself had found evidence that their king was in the area while Sora said that Tarzan said his friends were in the area (I had my doubts that Tarzan knew what he was saying but I kept my mouth shut.)
Jane told Sora to go out and get some slide to see if contained anything of use on them. Sora ran out of the tent and a few minuets later returned with about seven projector slides in hand. Jane showed them to us, a castle, some people but nothing of interest to use. It was after this that Jane asked about the possibly of them being at gorillas' secret mating grounds. Tarzan panicked at the suggestion, quickly speaking in a form broken English and grunts but was persuaded by Sora after a while. It was then a then another man wearing tan clothing and brown boots, a small mustache on his face, obviously man known as 'Clayton.' "Then I will accompany you. The jungle can be dangerous."
The hunter's intent was more then obvious. He was to add some gorillas to his trophy collection was the real reason for his with to "accompany" us. I spoke up first making no attempt to hide my disgust at the hunter. "You will not be needed. The five of us are more then capable to handle anything on our own."
"But an experienced huntsmen like myself would be of useful." Clayton tried to retort but I interrupted him. "I said you will not be needed!" With that I walked out of the tent Sora, Donald, Goofy then Tarzan trailing behind.
In the clearing I heard a roar that echoed throughout the jungle. Tarzan raised his spear as if preparing for an attack. I heard the roar again, this time I drew my sword, I looked to see that Sora had done similarly with the keyblade. In the corner of my eye I saw a large leopard leap from the trees prepared to attack. Tarzan also noticed and hand charged, spear ahead of him. He thrust it foreword, as the leopard was able to avoid most of the blade, only grazing its side. I too charged bringing my massive sword down over the leopard. The animal got back up only to be hit with a fire spell courtesy of Donald. Sora had joined the fight letting loose with a flurry of slashes with his legendary weapon. I attacked in hopes to finish the beast off but the animal pounced on me, forcing me to the ground and knocking the buster sword from my grip. I fought, desperately trying to keep the large felines sharp teeth away from my throat. I struggled until I saw Tarzan's spear enter the leopard's side. It let out a roar and then sprinted back into the woods. "He come back. He always come back," Said Tarzan through his broken English.
We followed Tarzan the jungle and over the treetops to where two gorillas sat. Tarzan stepped foreword and began grunting to the apes. The rest of us watched in confusion, as Tarzan's grunts became more panicked and desperate. When he stopped the two gorillas walks away without a sound.
We all stood and mad an attempt to console Tarzan. We stood doing out best until we were startled by a gunshot. Tarzan mearly looked at us and, in a panicked tone said only one word before sprinting off, "Clayton."
We kept pace with the jungle man as best we could. He quickly led us through the forest roof to a giant tree house at the top of the trees. I may never know how or where he got the materials for such a place, but I doubt it matters anyway. On the outside, on the balcony that the house included, Clayton was on one knee lining up a shot, aiming at something within the tree house. All five of us rushed towards the hunter, Donald let out a yell as he reached Clayton, pushing him to the ground as he pulled the trigger, causing the shot to go off target. "What do you think your doing?" screamed the duck, attempting to make himself look bigger by puffing out his chest.
The hunter began to speak as the gorilla inside turned and left the house to return to the jungle somewhere. Clayton stood trying to conjure up a plausible excuse for his actions, he failed miserably. "You see. there was a snake. I saved that gorilla's life.
None of us bought his poor excuse. We took another step forward, only glaring at the cocky man in front of us. I felt my hand reach for my sword, I wished to cut the bastard down right there. By this time though Clayton had regained his wits and pushed past our group muttering something about us.
We returned to the camp and spoke to Jane for a short time. Your conversation was cut short by a frightful yell and several blasts from a shotgun. We all rushed out to watch as from the ground small, dark figures wish strange, glowing, yellow eyes rose from the ground. I heard Sora whisper 'heartless' under his breath as I drew the buster sword. Without thinking I charged at the invading monsters along side Tarzan. The five of us battled our way through the Jungle, even managing to slay the leopard along the way. We reached a clearing where tons of gorillas where lined up against the rock wall. Clayton had his gun aimed at the helpless animals.
I tried in vain to talk him out of killing them and allow me to spare him his life but one look into his eyes told me that he had surrendered himself to the heartless. Again we charged and did battle with the corrupted hunter. He fought us well and at one point fired with his newly acquired dark powers, blowing through a rock wall. Fortunately the gorillas had left the area and fled for safety.
Clayton now stood, seemingly floating on the air. I charged, showing no fear and attacked whatever it was that was allowing Clayton to stay in the air. A few swipes from my blade and a giant heartless, much resembling a chameleon fell dead while the others had rid of Clayton for good. It was then I that looked around to realize the small section of heaven that we had fought in. The perfect setting near a waterfall, ripe green trees circled us as well as what was left of the cliff that Clayton blew away.
Suddenly a few large gorillas grabbed Sora, Donald, Goofy, and myself and threw us to the top of the cliff. Tarzan joined us in a moment carrying Jane in his arms. Tarzan led us into a cave. We followed him to a small area where Sora found and locked the keyhole. A strange gummi fell from it. "What's that for?" Sora asked.
"I don't know. Maybe Leon might know." Donald absent mindedly replied.
Liking the idea of visiting Transverse Town again I spoke up. "Sounds good, we'll head back to Transverse next. Squall might know something."
We spent the rest of the day with Tarzan and Jane. We left with two new allies and a few potions and elixirs for our troubles. Sora also received a new chain for his keyblade. It wasn't long before we were back on our way to transverse.
