Dog Soldiers (A Continuation)
Lycanthrope Tales
Part 2. The Helicopter
The copter was within a couple hundred feet of Cooper who was walking very quickly to keep up to the dog, who's pace was less cumbersome, being that he was already light footed, and did not have a human being clinging to his back. As the group reached the machine, Cooper realized that there was no-one within sight. He shouted several times, "Hello? Is there anyone out there?" But there was no answer. He gently put the now snoozing Spoon into the passenger seat of the copter and the dog jumped into the back. Cooper himself climbed into the pilot's seat and switched on the engine toggle. The engine made a few weird noises which somewhat resembled the noise that might have been made by a turkey if someone was slowly skinning it to death. The puzzled Cooper tried again and again, only to the same outcome. Now it was really dark out and there was no way that he could go out and find the crew of the helicopter, so he closed all of the doors and bolted them and he drifted off into a heavy slumber.
Dawn woke them up. Fresh and alive, they all headed out of the helicopter and into the field it had landed in.
"We should stay together, but we have to find a river. You know, to wash?" Cooper said sarcastically, although he was partially serious.
"I can walk, just fix me a splint and I should be fine, really, I think its getting a little better." Spoon replied bravely.
"Spoon, I never said this, but you're luck that those things didn't break skin and draw blood!"
"I know. I was aware of that. It kept me up half the night."
"You slept like a baby the whole night!"
"Exactly, babies wake up every couple hours, I would know, I'm an uncle."
"Well, we should get going anyways…"
Cooper fixed Spoon a splint and they set off at a slow pace through the long grass of the field. It looked somewhat pushed down and trampled as if people had walked over it recently.
"We should probably follow those tracks, they could be from our copter's crew." Spoon said to Cooper, as though Cooper hadn't already thought of that.
"Hey, who made you the leader of this expedition?"
"Well, I'm the natural leader, so therefore I should be the leader. Lets have a vote, I CALL THE DOG'S VOTE!"
"I vote for yours truly!" They both said at the same time just as the dog started running full tilt, following the path.
"I say that Sam's probably our best bet." Spoon said.
"Agreed."
They followed the dog as quickly as humanly (with a broken ankle) possible. The trail led them to a river, where the tracks veered off into.
"I'm so thirsty! D'ya I could just have a sip?" Spoon asked.
"NO! God only knows what might have taken a shit in there!"
"But I-"
"No buts… let's cross… TODAY!" he yelled at Spoon who was taking his sweet time getting into the water.
"It's cold!" he said. "I'm gonna shri-"
"Spare us."
"Ok."
Sam had already swum across the river and was barking at a big clump of shrubbery. Cooper helped Spoon across while holding all of his "supplies" over his head.
"Oi!" He whispered, "Get down when we get to shore… I'll take care of this." Within a few seconds they were at the opposite side of the river. Cooper readied his rifle and aimed towards where the noises where coming from. From out of the bushes, Sam dragged a woman, she was unconscious, and attached to her, kicking a squirming was another woman. They were dressed as… well, people from some sort of medieval theme park. She smacked the dog hard on the muzzle and he let go of the other girl.
"WHO ARE YOU?!" Cooper demanded. "If you don't tell me, I will shoot!"
Spoon jumped up. "Now's no time for rash actions… ask questions now, shoot later."
"Tashina DuBois." The woman spoke. "That's Lady DuBois to you. Now who are you?"
Cooper gave Spoon a look that said "one more arrogant word out of her and I wont be so patient"
"I'm… ummm. Sir Phillip Witherspoon of Wales… and this is my friend umm--"
"I'm his servant." Said Cooper, playing along with the little joke. "my name is Brian Mullen."
She looked suspicious but asked no more questions.
"Well my friend needs help. She fell when we were running to the bushes yonder, where we were hiding from two strange men that we saw wading the river… you. I think she's unconscious."
Spoon walked towards the small body of the other woman while Cooper kept his eyes on "Lady DuBois."
She was very short and had long, deep black hair the color of a raven's feathers. Her build could not be seen because of the baggy 'outfit' that she was wearing. He was about to ask her about it but she apparently was thinking the exact same thing about his.
"So why are you both dressed so… unfashionably? If you're a knight sir, then you should not be lacking in wealth."
Spoon and Cooper exchanged looks.
"I umm-" Spoon started, but as he was about to make up some lame excuse, the other woman woke up.
"Where am I? WHO ARE YOU?" She became alarmed.
"Don't worry Marie… I'm here, everything will be alright!" Tashina said.
Spoon got a good look at 'Marie' and his jaw dropped.
Lycanthrope Tales
Part 2. The Helicopter
The copter was within a couple hundred feet of Cooper who was walking very quickly to keep up to the dog, who's pace was less cumbersome, being that he was already light footed, and did not have a human being clinging to his back. As the group reached the machine, Cooper realized that there was no-one within sight. He shouted several times, "Hello? Is there anyone out there?" But there was no answer. He gently put the now snoozing Spoon into the passenger seat of the copter and the dog jumped into the back. Cooper himself climbed into the pilot's seat and switched on the engine toggle. The engine made a few weird noises which somewhat resembled the noise that might have been made by a turkey if someone was slowly skinning it to death. The puzzled Cooper tried again and again, only to the same outcome. Now it was really dark out and there was no way that he could go out and find the crew of the helicopter, so he closed all of the doors and bolted them and he drifted off into a heavy slumber.
Dawn woke them up. Fresh and alive, they all headed out of the helicopter and into the field it had landed in.
"We should stay together, but we have to find a river. You know, to wash?" Cooper said sarcastically, although he was partially serious.
"I can walk, just fix me a splint and I should be fine, really, I think its getting a little better." Spoon replied bravely.
"Spoon, I never said this, but you're luck that those things didn't break skin and draw blood!"
"I know. I was aware of that. It kept me up half the night."
"You slept like a baby the whole night!"
"Exactly, babies wake up every couple hours, I would know, I'm an uncle."
"Well, we should get going anyways…"
Cooper fixed Spoon a splint and they set off at a slow pace through the long grass of the field. It looked somewhat pushed down and trampled as if people had walked over it recently.
"We should probably follow those tracks, they could be from our copter's crew." Spoon said to Cooper, as though Cooper hadn't already thought of that.
"Hey, who made you the leader of this expedition?"
"Well, I'm the natural leader, so therefore I should be the leader. Lets have a vote, I CALL THE DOG'S VOTE!"
"I vote for yours truly!" They both said at the same time just as the dog started running full tilt, following the path.
"I say that Sam's probably our best bet." Spoon said.
"Agreed."
They followed the dog as quickly as humanly (with a broken ankle) possible. The trail led them to a river, where the tracks veered off into.
"I'm so thirsty! D'ya I could just have a sip?" Spoon asked.
"NO! God only knows what might have taken a shit in there!"
"But I-"
"No buts… let's cross… TODAY!" he yelled at Spoon who was taking his sweet time getting into the water.
"It's cold!" he said. "I'm gonna shri-"
"Spare us."
"Ok."
Sam had already swum across the river and was barking at a big clump of shrubbery. Cooper helped Spoon across while holding all of his "supplies" over his head.
"Oi!" He whispered, "Get down when we get to shore… I'll take care of this." Within a few seconds they were at the opposite side of the river. Cooper readied his rifle and aimed towards where the noises where coming from. From out of the bushes, Sam dragged a woman, she was unconscious, and attached to her, kicking a squirming was another woman. They were dressed as… well, people from some sort of medieval theme park. She smacked the dog hard on the muzzle and he let go of the other girl.
"WHO ARE YOU?!" Cooper demanded. "If you don't tell me, I will shoot!"
Spoon jumped up. "Now's no time for rash actions… ask questions now, shoot later."
"Tashina DuBois." The woman spoke. "That's Lady DuBois to you. Now who are you?"
Cooper gave Spoon a look that said "one more arrogant word out of her and I wont be so patient"
"I'm… ummm. Sir Phillip Witherspoon of Wales… and this is my friend umm--"
"I'm his servant." Said Cooper, playing along with the little joke. "my name is Brian Mullen."
She looked suspicious but asked no more questions.
"Well my friend needs help. She fell when we were running to the bushes yonder, where we were hiding from two strange men that we saw wading the river… you. I think she's unconscious."
Spoon walked towards the small body of the other woman while Cooper kept his eyes on "Lady DuBois."
She was very short and had long, deep black hair the color of a raven's feathers. Her build could not be seen because of the baggy 'outfit' that she was wearing. He was about to ask her about it but she apparently was thinking the exact same thing about his.
"So why are you both dressed so… unfashionably? If you're a knight sir, then you should not be lacking in wealth."
Spoon and Cooper exchanged looks.
"I umm-" Spoon started, but as he was about to make up some lame excuse, the other woman woke up.
"Where am I? WHO ARE YOU?" She became alarmed.
"Don't worry Marie… I'm here, everything will be alright!" Tashina said.
Spoon got a good look at 'Marie' and his jaw dropped.