Ok fans. This was a really hard one to write and remember. I....probably will take a long time to recover from this. No flames please.....

A Celebration To A Dear Loss

Me and Dango followed this..."Translator". We passed a couple burnt huts and a couple that seemed unaffected by the fire. I could see some of the Indians moving around, seeming to gather supplies to repair the damage. I also noticed that these humans did have good intelligence. Near the back of this....well I guess I can call it a village now, I could see some small plots of corn. Maybe they were vegetarians....Ick! Not good for, as you might know, I'm a carnivore. Soon enough we stopped at a hut that had....cloth I guess for a door. It also had......some....creatures skull....hanging at the top of the hut. I gulped. I didn't fear monsters, but ever since my encounter with the kid.....I couldn't help but think of what humans could do to me. Much to my thanks, the human only pulled back the door. Dango seemed to nod and headed in. Seeing he looked to handle it, I followed the example.

Simple.....primitive. In the middle of the hut was a small fire area that had almost the same design that Dango made in that other land. On each side of it were two beds made of fabric and cotton. To the side was a carved-out small wooden trunk that held a couple leaves wrapped with small pieces of rope. A couple of pots and various other pottery around. Nothing else. I could hear the human leave, making us and Dango alone.

".....Well...we've gotten this far, at least we ain't dead..." I blurred out, sitting down on the left bed. Dango was more interested in leaning on the frame of the....door, looking out. "Anything of interest?" I asked, brushing my fronds back. "I said....anything of interest?" I asked more demandingly. Good for him he answered. "The seem to be making them huts back up again....other things too" He told me. I yawned a bit. Working in that fire really took it out of me. I plotted my back on the bed and placed my arms behind my head, crossing my legs. I looked through the hole at the top of the hut. I couldn't help my eyes from shutting. They did and I drifted off.

*

I wondered as I dreamed. I was shown again of myself.....the kid in my arms. She didn't know how lucky she was! I saved her. That stupid Sullivan couldn't keep her in a grip! Anyhow.....I remembered when I had her in my arm. I was thinking then. What was I to do? I didn't want to hurt a kid if the Extractor could be capable of such a thing. The design I hoped for was not to be lethal to a human. But without a test I wasn't sure. I now know Waternoose had it in for me. I had time to think when Sullivan grabbed me. I....couldn't have won either way. That kid.....she was a strange one. I never intended to hurt anyone. I remember when Waternoose told me of.....his plan. I was forced. He tricked me! But if Sullivan only had a good thought in him, maybe he would have meant I did mean I would take care of the kid......But the question was......What was I going to do now?

*

My thoughts trailed and trailed....but soon I couldn't take it anymore, and opened my eyes. I could see it was dark outside. I took the top part of my body up and looked to see I had all of my 9 limbs, hey the tail's one too in a word. I looked over to see Dango on his side sleeping, his hat beside the bed. I didn't mind him going to sleep when he was suppose to be the guard. I got up onto my feet, feeling better now, and stretched. I went over and looked through the door. I then turned to Dango and whispered for him to get up. He stirred a bit, but then got up, placing back on his hat. "Told ya you wouldn't snuff in bed......" he said. I ignored him, but then he looked through with me.

Out side there was a fire, controlled one mind you, in the middle. A group of humans were dancing around it as if they were in some kind of play or dance. Logs and small tree trunks were used as benches for the others. The chief and translator were on a log nearby. I hope they would let us leave soon. But then I remembered.....maybe they were waiting for us and this was the celebration they were going to have for us. A celebration? Hmm....may be.....fun?

Shaking the thought I nodded to Flailer, who seemed to know what I was thinking. We both headed out. I quickly scanned the area to see that no Indians had any spears with them. Phew.....

The chief then noticed us and spoke that weird language to us. I guess he wanted us to sit by them. I shrugged thinking I should. We both sat down on the log beside the chief, my tail and back legs nearest to the ground. He looked happy for some reason. I hope he wasn't thinking I would be tomorrow's fashion statement for a hat. He just chuckled to himself and placed an arm around me.

You know as well as I do, humans aren't toxic. When that kid grabbed my fronds and started pulling and hitting me with that bat, it really hurt. I couldn't think then. What I was worried about is if those blunder heads from the C.D.A. would find a hint of human on me when I was going to return the kid to her home. I didn't want to get caught!

But I didn't mind this human with an arm around me at all. I guess he was enjoying the celebration. I decided to keep my mouth shut. I didn't want to make a wrong move. I was surrounded by humans that could kill me, and without invisibility....it just wouldn't be fair.

Me and Dango watched some of the humans dance around the fire with there shadows doing the same movements. Strange.....I seemed almost stunned by it. Everyone of them was doing the exact same thing. Weird? How could low level, seeing by how they lived, humans do something like this. I didn't matter to me at the time. I looked to my side to see an Indian female come over with a large plate. On it was some kind of green and yellow object. Strange....she reminded me of the kid......I hope she's ok.....Eh...I mean...I hope Waternoose didn't even get far with what he tricked me into.

Dango whistled a tune, one that can be recalled, as he tipped his hat and took one of the objects as she came over to me. I moved my tail so she wouldn't step on it, as its been through enough already. She then lowered the plate and I could see the objects.

I didn't know much about anything humans eat. But I did remember in one lesson I had in school about the human world, was that this object was corn. Oh! Yeah.....they came from those patches around the back of the village. I then thought.....well....this is natural....so....well...at least I didn't have to have trouble like I did with that chicken. I took it in my hand. I never had this at all. But I'd rather have anything. I turned to Dango, who had the corn in his mouth, then pull it out, with the corn pieces gone, leaving the core. I figured what the hey. I turned the corn and bit into it.

ICK! I quickly spat it out. I knew I was a carnivore for a reason. After spitting it out, I quickly gulped. I hoped I didn't do anything wrong. Dango didn't seem hesitated at all. I think he barely noticed. I placed the corn to the side and turned to the chief. He seemed to call over another female. She did the same as the other one did. My tongue then felt a strange sense. She came to me and in the plate of clay was a slab of meat. Wow! It smelled great, but then again....

I turned to the chief, he nodded with that happy face of his and turned back to the dancers. I took a piece of the meat and took a small piece of it, using my front teeth. Taking in a bite....wasn't that bad. I watched the "entertainment" along with Dango. But for my own reasons....I just couldn't enjoy myself. Dango could clearly see that. I was looking at the ground at the moment, seeing the dancing shadows. I didn't mind being bothered.

"What is it Randall?" Dango asked me. I looked back up at with a sigh, my eyes still on the dancers. I crossed my feet with my arms on the log so I wouldn't fall off. "I don't know Dango.....I just can't enjoy this....I know there...thanking us and all, but I gotta get home now..." I said, trying to hide depression. Of course Dango saw through me. ".....Its about why you were banished" He said. He knew."....Yeah....I...." I managed to spit out. I could say anything. Being reminded of it hurts. I felt I was safe now but......I just didn't feel right. "Dango....there's allot more then I've been through then just being tricked into banishment.....It just doesn't feel right for a monster like me to be here..." I said. Hmm....I felt like I was a different lizard.....but then again I couldn't loose myself. Dango could see that I was in a state of depression. He placed his left hand on my shoulder, making me a little better. "Come on Randall.....Buck up....you've probably been had a crook spin....it'll end" Dango told me. What did he mean? I knew he was trying to cheer me up. Was this what one for you who cares does?.....Ok.....

"Dango......so far....I've had no friends at all.....I thought Fungus was....but no....so.....I....I..." I tried to tell him of how much he's done for me. It was more then just getting me where I am now. I had to tell him. "Dango.....t" I began. Sadly I was cut shot. A loud sound broke through everything. The dancers stopped and the chief stood. They all turned to the forest area the river was flowing into. Me and Dango stood up as well, alarmed. I did feel something going up my stripe a couple seconds before the sound.

"What is that?" Dango asked. I then remembered the sound. "Sounds like a.....a car?" I said. A car? What was I thinking?

I then realized......I was right. Coming through the trees was bright lights. Then the trees split! Coming through were the head lights of a car. Humans in them. Me and Dango hid behind the log. "Why was I right!" I shouted. We both then looked up. The car was a jeep type car I've seen a fellow scarer of mine ride, well....not a fellow. The Indians were scattered around. It was then I spotted one of the humans who came in on the jeep. Fully dressed in green and boots, was a male human. I could tell this was a higher level human. Oh jeez! He had a gun!

"Poachers" Dango growled. Poachers? Oh yeah! I read about a couple types of humans once. Poachers were one of the worst! I read they would poach us! Or hunt us down for spot and could kill us! Kill without a reason!? That's against my book!

They started shooting! Some Indians ran into their huts and into the forests. "Lets get out of here!" Dango said. I didn't know what to do. But Dango made it easy for me. He pulled my right arms and dragged me behind a hut. I go him off and got onto my four feet, him, his two. We had to be sneaky about this. Ok.....

Me and Dango started past a couple huts. Gun shots were shutting off the sound. It reminded me of when my heart raced as I chased Sullivan and Wazowski. I wish I now, like then, had a second to think. We continued. I went to the corner of a hut and peered over. I could see a clear road to the jungle. Perfect! 1.....2......3! We both took off for it. But then I heard Dango yelp. I stopped in my tracks and turned around to see he had bumped into one of the armed humans. He backed up with the gun to his head.

I wasn't about to lose him! I turned around and headed for them. I jumped up and fell between the two. Quickly, I gave the human a good double right hook in the head and spun around to hit him with my tail. Done deal. He hit the ground. Dango came up beside me. "Thanks!" He said. "Don't wanna lose you!" I said as I started up again. I ran at the same speed as Dango. I then realized I was heading to the beach we landed on, passing the same scenery. But I then realized that I didn't remember one thing.

I turned my head to see if the jeep was coming toward us. But I forgot to look back, and slammed into a tree. I stuttered back a bit, but then fell into a high patch of grass. I couldn't see, I was out black. What happened? Was I alright?! Was Dango alright!? I didn't know until later. I couldn't see or hear.

*

Soon.....I opened my eyes. I could see the dirt and grass of which I fell into and the idiotic tree that was in the way. I slowly got up onto my feet, placing my left hands on the tree and my top right one on my head. Ow....pain I hate. I think saw Dango wasn't around. "....Dango!" I yelled. I then felt the hurt. But the hurt blew my hearing, making me able to make out sound again. I could then hear the faint sound of struggling. I shook the pain away and headed toward it. Strange....it was coming from the beach. Wait a sec.....wasn't that where we were...oh....

I think passed through the trees to see what I did not want to see. Right there, heading out to see was a boat. A small one with the poachers jeep. On board.....fighting off the captors......was Dango! I was shocked! They had got him! They mustn't have seen me! I needed to do something! I ran onto the beach and called over to him. He'd just took out one of the poachers as he shouted back. "Don't worry! I'll catch up!" He yelled. Was he hit on the head too! I couldn't leave him there!

"Dango! Get out of there!" I yelled. "You think they'll just leave us alone!?" He shouted. "Don't worry about that! Com on!" I yelled. He took out another one and went over to where they couldn't see him. "Don't worry Randall, I'll be there with ya! Remember! We're friends!" He yelled. I felt a little hurt but then a little grateful. He called me a friend? I.....was never called that before. He then called again. "Your a great guy Rand! Remember, if you think its right, give it a go!" He yelled. "Thanks" I said back.

I could tell he couldn't take them all on. I then realized all the poachers were on the boat, which meant the Indians were back there! Maybe they know how to swim and we could get him. I had to do it. I took one last look and ran back into the forest. I ran as fast as I could toward the village.................

I.....didn't get far......before.....

I stopped, my fronds straight and my tail straight in the air.....wishing I didn't hear what I did........a gun shot. The birds I saw when up in the tree could be heard going toward the village. I turned toward where the beach laid. Silence over took everywhere....the bird calls gone

"(No.....no...he couldn't be...)" I thought to myself. It could have happened! But....

I needed to know. I started back as fast as I did to get help. I came through the trees and saw the beach...but the boat was out of vision. I couldn't see it! I ran and stopped at where the water formed into the ground. "Dango!" I yelled. No answer....No.....he....he couldn't be. But then I got my answer.....

I could...see something coming near in the water. I hoped it was Dango's head, and he was swimming back from escaping. It sorta did look like him. He made it!

But then I went closer. I could now see what it was. It came closer, my face departing its usual attitude. I felt a strong hurt in my heart. One I've felt only one other time. Coming in front of me...small ripples forming around it....was....was....Dango's hat. It stopped at the sand near me. He never left it when he got it......my guess was it was his before coming here. I couldn't believe it...........they got him.....not just captured......they really got him....

I fell to the ground, my top hands keeping my neck and head up, my tail and legs flat and slowly dripping into the sand. Why did he stay to fight them?.....Was he sure he'd win?............Was.....this all that was left of him?

I couldn't believe it. I slowly picked the hat up from the sand with my top left hand, my bottom hands keeping me up. I.....almost felt like crying. If he was alive....he would be here. I yelled out, as if the pain in my heart were an actual heart attack. Why did this happen to him!? Was it.....was it because I was here!? If....if it weren't for Sullivan sending me here.....if....if it weren't for that stupid law he would......I couldn't think.....my heart spoke out.

I starred down at the hat in my top hands. I sniffled and I couldn't take it. I've already lost another one who would have become someone who cared for me.....why.....why does this happen? My mind went on hoping I would see him coming.....but my heart knew of the hurt and pain....and telling me I've lost him too.

Flailer was all I had in this world.....and now due to this law and Sullivan bringing me here....others were hurt. Why........why......

I stayed there....unable to move. I was alone again. I was left to bring back memories without sharing them. He called me a friend.....no monster ever called me that because none wanted to. Why weren't they more like Flailer? Flailer did talk to me and understood and saw through me. They only was shown my outside because that's what I could only show. I figured that since being nice didn't sustain my life.....I figured I could keep others from hurting me and lowering me....with fear....He liked me for who I was, not what I showed.

......I stayed there, his hat in my hands......I starred out into the ocean....hours seemed to pass as light came in. Dawn came......nothing. I felt a tear come down from my right eye and down into the water, causing a ripple. The ripple shattered the barrier on my thoughts.

I remembered what he told me...."Remember.....if you think its right, give it a go...." he said. That's it. I remembered my revenge I was going to do when I came back home. But then remembered what I must do also. When I take care of those two......I'm gonna get rid of that law.....I'll let no more Dango's and monsters like me be forced here and disposed of and forgotten!

I stood up and starred into the ocean. I had to keep going! I wasn't going to give in! I'm going to annihilate that law and see that no one goes through what I have.....none will.....I've made up my mind. I'll do it for Dango! I'll never forget that he was the first example of a banished monster caught up in injustice like me!

I looked at his hat and flipped it onto my head, my fronds went into it comfortably. I tipped it and starred into the ocean as the dawn sun shined onto my scales.

"Don't worry Dango.....you'll friend won't forget you! I'll make a change.....for you.....I may not be the greatest at everything.....but I'll try my best.....I'll pull through the pain I may suffer.....I'm not giving up!" I yelled at the approaching dawn, making my statement! I wanted it to reach my adversary's ears! Telling him..........I would return!

Oh boy....Dango Flailer....I bid him the best. I hope he's alive.