Idle Wanderers

Wow...I'm actually working on this!

Actually, I have nothing better to do

Because no one seems to be touching anything else,

I am resolved to write the next chapter.

And this is certainly not

For the faint of heart

For there is evil

For not all travelers are good

Not all merchants are kind

Not at all

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Idle Wanderers

A Tale of White Rabbits

In this time are we loving
Or do we sit here wondering
Why this world isn't turning around
It's now or never

It was winter.

The journeying brothers had been heading north, and in the North it was winter. Clad in their winter clothes, Yami struggled to get the motorcycle through the two feet of snow on the roads, but it soon proved to be too difficult. So, Yami hopped out and started pulling it along while Yugi sat in the side car. He pulled until they came upon tire tracks in the snow.

Yami kicked the motorcycle to life again and they drove in the tracks until coming upon a tent and a large truck. The two hopped off and rushed to the tent. Yami motioned for Yugi to stay back as he cautiously opened the tent flap.

There were three men inside, and they all looked towards the light and Yami with hunger in their black eyes.

"Have you come to save us...?" One asked, a voice dry like bones.

"Do you have food?" The second asked, a voice like nails on a chalkboard.

The third said nothing.

"I'll find you something." Yami said, closing the ten flap again. He told Yugi to start making a fire and to boil some snow-water. Yugi nodded.

Yami pulled his pistol from inside his coat and walked off. It was not long before he had spotted a white rabbit. It didn't seem to notice him, and it hopped about in a happy-go-lucky way. Yami said a silent prayer to himself and took deadly aim, right between the white rabbit's eyes.

Yugi jumped the moment he heard the gunshot. Shrugging it off, he turned to the roaring fire and not boiling water. There was a rustling noise as the three men stumbled out of the tent. They had obviously heard the gunshot. Moments later, Yami came walking back with a rabbit in his hands. He tossed it to Yugi, who carefully skinned it and began to cook it. Yami pulled some food out of their own supply to add to the stew.

One white rabbit pelt hung limply on a nearby tree branch.

Soon, the five of them were sitting around the fire, eating rabbit stew. The men began to speak about themselves.

"In our country, every fall the men and merchants go off to sell and buy and all of that. When they come home in the spring, they hold a four-day celebration in honor of everyone who returned." The Bone-voice said.

"Because, not everyone comes back." The unspoken one said, voice like water in a cave.

"We're lucky you came along, we had already eaten all the food in our truck." The Nail-voice said.

"What's your trade?" Yugi asked, helping himself to more food.

"Human services. We go around and help people who maybe need repairs on their house or need lumber chopped, stuff like that." The unspoken said quietly.

This went on for about two days, and on the dawn on the third day, when the third rabbit pelt was hanging on the tree branch, the men decided.

"The roads must be better now, we just need a little help pulling our truck out." The Bone-voice said.

"Ok. I'll drive the motorcycle around front and we can tie a rope to it. Then you three can push from the back." Yami said, but Yugi piped up.

"I'll pull from the front." He said, taking a rope and rushing to the front of the truck and tying it to the fender.

After much pulling, pushing and a bit of swearing, the truck lurched forwards and was free. Yami stopped the motorcycle and Yugi untied the rope. Yugi then hopped into his seat in the side car and wrapped his coat tighter around him.

"Hey, can one of you come back here? We're having a bit of trouble." The Nail-voice said.

Yami nodded to Yugi and walked back around to the back of the truck and stopped. A warning shot rang out and Yugi hopped out of his spot and ran from the side of the truck to see the three men standing there, and Yami with his hands raised.

"We're grateful for your help." The Bone voice said, smiling in a hellish way.

"But, 'human services' is our job." The Nail-voice said.

"Slave traders." Yugi hissed.

The three men pointed their guns at Yami, who showed more of annoyance and anger than fear.

"Drop your gun." The unspoken said.

Yami threw the cannon to the ground.

"Take off your coat and slowly turn around."

Yami did, exposing his pistol hidden behind his back. He tossed it next to the cannon.

"And your knives too." The Bone-voice said.

Yami did, removing knives from almost any hiding spot imagined. Yugi watched in terror as his mind flooded with thoughts of this being the end of their journey.

"Is that everything?" The unspoken asked, staring at the large pile of knives.

"All except this one." Yami held a small gun/knife hybrid.

Before anyone could move, one of the rabbit pelts fell from the tree, creating a distraction to the three men. Yami took advantage of this. He shot the Bone-voice before rushing the other two, stabbing and shooting as needed.

Yugi sighed and got the motorcycle ready to go.

Yami's curiosity struck, and he opened the back door to the truck. He was mortified.

There was a table, with a clean and white human skull staring at him. A long black braid of girl's hair hung from a metal bar. Bones lay scattered everywhere, and there were scraps of clothing and relatively fresh blood splattered all over the place. The knives lay ready, as did two sets of chains.

Yami closed the door and stepped back, hand over his mouth to keep him from throwing up. His heart was racing at the cruel realization that they had eaten someone's daughter, and that they were planning to steal away the two of them. Yami's entire body twitched from the cold. He shook what he had seen from his thoughts and retrieved everything he had discarded.

Before the two of them pulled away from that place that would forever haunt Yami's nightmares, Yami looked back at the rabbit pelts.

"Thank you." He whispered before driving off.

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