Disclaimer: We don't own BB, and never shall, not unless we tryout for a sequel if they make one. Hakan will FINALLY make an appearance. Ch. 3 Searching for the missing.
". . . I tell you! They're good sacrifice's!" The hooded figure shouted at the shaman.
Kele looked at the three girls with interest. They were all huddled together, rope binding their feet and hands together.
"What are they're names?"
"The youngest is Aquene, the one in the middle is Kachina, and the one on the end is Shima."
"Very well, Hakan."
Sitka waited patiently for Kenai, while Denahi tapped his foot, impatient as always. Kenai finally stumbled before tripping on his own two feet, looking for a spare spear, which he just found. The spear went flying, and Denahi caught it. Kenai brushed off the extra dirt before grabbing the spear.
"Ready?"
Kenai turned around to face Deva. "Ready? What, are you coming?"
"Yeah, Kenai. I'm coming. My sisters are gone, and I need to find them."
"But you're a girl!"
"Both of you, drop the subject and argue on the way back when we have them. Got it?" Sitka said in a threatening tone.
"But-"
"No buts, Kenai."
Aquene opened her eyes slowly. Shima and Kachina were already awake, squirming.
"Now, who'll be my sacrifice?" Kele asked in a mocking tone.
The three girls looked up, surprise, anger and fear mixed in their eyes. He gazed at all of them before locking his glance on Aquene.
"You'll do," the shaman said as he picked her up.
For her response, she bit into his hand, and he screamed in pain. Shima and Kachina burst out laughing, until he glared at them.
"If you ever do that again," he threatened. Aquene stuck her tongue at him.
In despair, he threw her into the wall. Aquene let out a scream before crying at the sickening snap that echoed through the hut. Her arm was at a grotesque angle; it was broken. Shima let out a small moan.
"You bastard!" Kachina screamed at Kele. He smirked at her.
Kele wasn't that old, maybe twenty or something. He was a tall, brooding figure. His clothes were dirty and torn, and some blood was on them.
"Or, you can be my sacrifice."
"We've been walking for hours! Shouldn't we have seen at LEAST a trace of them by now?" Kenai groaned.
The group had been actually walking for an hour, but Kenai felt like complaining.
"Hey, I thought it was girls that were supposed to complain, not girly- boys," Denahi joked.
Sitka groaned and Deva rolled her eyes. Kenai kept his mouth shut. It never was good to complain in front of him. A loud snap suddenly echoed through the forest. It was a small one, but there were a few more. Sitka, Kenai and Denahi braced themselves for the worst, but it wasn't. A large deer walked out of the brush. It was a doe, but there was something different about it. A totem was around its neck, and it seemed too old and fragile to be a deer. Almost human. It looked back at them, almost beckoning them. It started to walk away, looking back at them, as if wanting them to follow. She walked away, soon disappearing. That's when the singing started.
"Ma-linn-a ki-nu-ta-mun . . . Irr-u-sill ua-ta-moon . . ." (Note: It's the 'Transformation' song if your wondering)
"It sounds . . .familiar," Kenai whispered. Denahi slowly nodded as he mouthed the words off slowly, as if he heard the song before, too.
"Mom used to sing it," Sitka said flatly. "She sang it as a way to get you to sleep or calm the both of you down when you were sick."
Deva nodded slowly to the rhythm, as if in a trance. The singing stopped, and Deva started to walk in the direction where the song was being heard. She started to sing herself.
"Na-lu-ru-na-kii, Naa-la-gni-su-nai-qsu-tin . . ."
"Uh, Deva shouldn't we go THAT way?" Kenai pointed in a direction.
"I'd rather take my chances going that way myself," Denahi said.
Deva still ignored them, and continued singing. They shrugged at each other before following her, listening to the song she was singing.
TBC . . .
". . . I tell you! They're good sacrifice's!" The hooded figure shouted at the shaman.
Kele looked at the three girls with interest. They were all huddled together, rope binding their feet and hands together.
"What are they're names?"
"The youngest is Aquene, the one in the middle is Kachina, and the one on the end is Shima."
"Very well, Hakan."
Sitka waited patiently for Kenai, while Denahi tapped his foot, impatient as always. Kenai finally stumbled before tripping on his own two feet, looking for a spare spear, which he just found. The spear went flying, and Denahi caught it. Kenai brushed off the extra dirt before grabbing the spear.
"Ready?"
Kenai turned around to face Deva. "Ready? What, are you coming?"
"Yeah, Kenai. I'm coming. My sisters are gone, and I need to find them."
"But you're a girl!"
"Both of you, drop the subject and argue on the way back when we have them. Got it?" Sitka said in a threatening tone.
"But-"
"No buts, Kenai."
Aquene opened her eyes slowly. Shima and Kachina were already awake, squirming.
"Now, who'll be my sacrifice?" Kele asked in a mocking tone.
The three girls looked up, surprise, anger and fear mixed in their eyes. He gazed at all of them before locking his glance on Aquene.
"You'll do," the shaman said as he picked her up.
For her response, she bit into his hand, and he screamed in pain. Shima and Kachina burst out laughing, until he glared at them.
"If you ever do that again," he threatened. Aquene stuck her tongue at him.
In despair, he threw her into the wall. Aquene let out a scream before crying at the sickening snap that echoed through the hut. Her arm was at a grotesque angle; it was broken. Shima let out a small moan.
"You bastard!" Kachina screamed at Kele. He smirked at her.
Kele wasn't that old, maybe twenty or something. He was a tall, brooding figure. His clothes were dirty and torn, and some blood was on them.
"Or, you can be my sacrifice."
"We've been walking for hours! Shouldn't we have seen at LEAST a trace of them by now?" Kenai groaned.
The group had been actually walking for an hour, but Kenai felt like complaining.
"Hey, I thought it was girls that were supposed to complain, not girly- boys," Denahi joked.
Sitka groaned and Deva rolled her eyes. Kenai kept his mouth shut. It never was good to complain in front of him. A loud snap suddenly echoed through the forest. It was a small one, but there were a few more. Sitka, Kenai and Denahi braced themselves for the worst, but it wasn't. A large deer walked out of the brush. It was a doe, but there was something different about it. A totem was around its neck, and it seemed too old and fragile to be a deer. Almost human. It looked back at them, almost beckoning them. It started to walk away, looking back at them, as if wanting them to follow. She walked away, soon disappearing. That's when the singing started.
"Ma-linn-a ki-nu-ta-mun . . . Irr-u-sill ua-ta-moon . . ." (Note: It's the 'Transformation' song if your wondering)
"It sounds . . .familiar," Kenai whispered. Denahi slowly nodded as he mouthed the words off slowly, as if he heard the song before, too.
"Mom used to sing it," Sitka said flatly. "She sang it as a way to get you to sleep or calm the both of you down when you were sick."
Deva nodded slowly to the rhythm, as if in a trance. The singing stopped, and Deva started to walk in the direction where the song was being heard. She started to sing herself.
"Na-lu-ru-na-kii, Naa-la-gni-su-nai-qsu-tin . . ."
"Uh, Deva shouldn't we go THAT way?" Kenai pointed in a direction.
"I'd rather take my chances going that way myself," Denahi said.
Deva still ignored them, and continued singing. They shrugged at each other before following her, listening to the song she was singing.
TBC . . .