Ok, I know I didn't explain what Tad looked like, I already got a review about that.....silver-tiger-vixen , so I will try to work it into this chapter or the next, but I didn't really explain Skyler either...so...I'll try to work that in too....

Journey Just Begins

Tad and his group walked through the forest. The branches scraped their faces and jagged stones tortured their feet as they walked on the steadily shrinking path. Storm clouds were slowly, but surely covering the skies. Tad thick, black hair swayed in the wind...

"I hope we make it...I hope we make it...." repeated Jenny nervously. Tad smiled to himself, he was quite amused by the innocence and worry in her voice.

"There's nothing to be worried about," said Emily bravely, she glanced back at Jenny smirking...

"I'm glad we weren't there to tell the other tribe that when they got attacked by..by someone, we can't even tell if that was the work of the cannibles or of the fighters tribe or...only God knows what..." her eyes were now glistening with tears as she recalled the horrid sight. Ben walked by her, they were standing close, holding hands. Ben whispered reasuringly into her ear.

"Why did she come if she was going to get so freaked out, I mean come on, we haven't seen anything remotely dangerous," Emily mumbled to Tom, but Tad overheard it and was surprised at her. He always thought she was nicer, but he had never seen her true colors.

"Come on you guys, we should quicken the pace, and you don't need to worry, we haven't even seen many animals today, anything out here is probably hiding from the storm.." Tad tried to reasure Jenny and tried to get the rest of the group to concentrate on the long journey to the other tribe.--

--Skyler stood around the fire, glaring at the beautiful flames flying into the open air. She brushed her wavy, light brown hair behind her ear, and looked at her mother. She grew beautiful with age and she didn't care about getting rinkles when she was an elder. Skyler was almost jelous how stress never overcame her mother...but how the weight of the tribe often caused her father to become ill.

" Skyler, it will start to rain soon, your mother says she would like you to go in now," said a young girl named Anna, she was about 12 years old and often ran with Skyler. Skyler didn't mind her company, but sometimes she was so nieve, often Skyler just needed to escape to older company.

"Yes, I figured I would be going in soon, it has been that way lately, I have been having to come in before sunset, I can't even watch God's artwork anymore, Anna. Can you beleive that?" said Skyler calmly but she was really flustered with her parents.

" Why are they makeing you go in so early, Skyler? You are 17 years old, can't they trust you?"

" Oh, I don't think it's me they don't trust, it's everyone else they don't trust, you know, all the other tribes..."

" Oh, well, I better get inside now, I don't want to get into trouble with my parents" said Anna skipping off to the main house where she slept and ate and shared her day.

" Good night, Anna!"Yelled Skyler, she walked on to the little shack she regrettfully called home. She opened the little door just as rain drops started to fall.

"Skyler, please come sit with your family, I don't want you to stay outside in the rain....Anyways we have more news to share, it's gruesome infact." said her mother softly, her hands were quivering slightly, her father was slowly eating the food infront of him. His eyes were wide and horror struck.

"Yes? What's the new news?" Skyler sat by her mother on the cold floor. She sat listening to her father.

" Skyler, a whole lesser tribe was wiped out a couple of days ago, all they could find was remains of bodys and the homes were destroyed as well."

" That's not like cannibles to leave anything behind...and to destroy a whole village. They are normally quiet about it and they are always said to be sneaky." She said with mixed emotion, both puzzeled and scared, yet a little intrigued by the mystery.

" I know, I know. That is what makes us worry about you. If it was cannibles, then they are obviously on the move, and if it was fighters, which I dought, they are on the move too...And God knows what all is out there waiting to be stumbled across...."

Skyler was taken aback by her father's worry, "Dad, I'm sure everything will be ok, you no the cannibles have never tried to attack us and the Fighters haven't either and--"

"You don't understand Skyler," her mother cut her short, "Whoever did this is out there now and they are obviously thriving to have knocked out that tribe and not even leave a survivor. Whoever did that was intelligent enough to get in and out of there and they did it useing the element of surprise!"

"We don't want you leaving to even go down to the creek alone, you will go with guards and you will stay at either the class or at the mainhouse, or here during the day, and that is final..."said her father, his eyes glared at his daughter. There had been enough times to prove Skyler rather rebelious.

"Yes sir, yes mam...I think I should go to bed now..." Skyler got up and sulkily climbed up into her bunk. She could still here her parents talking quietly.

Ok, not a briliant job...but at least you know their haircolors now...oh well, I am sorry if this took a while to post, but our internets been messed up lately. R&R, good bye and thanks.