A World Embroiled in Chaos
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Mountains of the West
A/N: Well, the mountains of the west won the vote. Here's the chapter…
DISCLAIMER: Same as always. Refer to chapter one's disclaimer.
Jery woke up at the foot of a mountain, and rubbed his head. "Where am I?" He asked aloud. Looking in front of him, there were mountains. Looking behind him, there were more mountains. Looking to his left and right were even more mountains. "…The good news, I survived, the bad news, I have no clue how to get out of here." He stated. "…I guess this is as good a direction to start as any." He added, walking north.
…On a nearby area of the mountain range…
Jeff stood up. He wondered how he survived all that. He also wondered where the hell on the great continent he was. "Jeff lost." He stated. "Jeff want bananas." He added, and began to wander off in a random direction. "BAAAAA-NNNNNAAAA-NNNAAASSS!" He yelled out loud.
…Back to Jery…
"BAAAAA-NNNNN-AAAA-NNNAAASSS!" A random voice yelled. Jery sighed. "That sounds like Jeff." He stated, and walked toward that direction. Next thing you know, he saw Jeff who almost passed out from hunger. "Here ya go, Jeff." Jery stated, taking out a banana. "BANANA!" Jeff yelled, snatching the banana, and gulping it down. "Jeff repay favor!" He yelled, scooping Jery, despite his massive weight, onto his back, and running full speed up a mountain. It seemed like he tripled in strength. …However, the laws of weight kicked in, and Jeff collapsed under Jery's massiveness.
The two then decided to go up the mountains, but Jeff, previously crushed by Jery, and Jery, who lacked the stamina, soon gave out after they reached the top of a smaller mountain. They passed out, and began to roll down the mountain…
…Sometime later…
"Mountains, Mountains everyone, but none too easy to climb…" Jery stated. The two were back up and moving. They saw a huge mountain in the distance. "Perhaps if us climb big mountain, we can see where go to?" Jeff asked. "Are you crazy? Us… climb that monstrosity?" Jery asked. "…You think of any other way?" Jeff asked. "… Look, neither of us are the most athletic people around…" Jery replied. "…But we'll try." He then stated, as they headed toward the mountain.
…Around Evening…
The sun was setting in an orange sky, some of its rays peeking through the mountains off in the distance. Jery sighed. "We should stop soon." He stated. "No! We go on farther!" Jeff argued. It was at that moment that Jery noticed an extra shadow in the group. "…Jeff… morph… now." He stated. Jeff morphed into his Gronkey Kong form while Jery morphed into his purple Gannondorf form.
"…State your business." A figure standing on a higher cliff said. The two turned around to see the figure, whose hair and eyes were a dark brown that looked black. Also, the figure looked a tad younger than them. "What do you want?" Jery asked. "I said to state your business." The figure said, jumping off the ledge, and onto even ground with the two. He transformed into his Fox form.
The Fox wore a suit that is the same color as his eyes: blackish-brown. The Fox had white fur, with a black streak traveling down the back. He had fingerless gloves. On the left side of his belt was the common blaster used by all fox forms. On the right side of his belt was what looked like a beam sword. "I can't endanger the people of this clan. If you two are not going to state your business, then I will eliminate you." He said, putting the beam sword in his right hand. He then clicked the button that turned it on.
"Heh… the beam sword. Let's see how good you are with it." Jery stated, whipping out a spear. Jeff simply ran forward toward the figure. "I warned you." The figure sighed, momentarily closing his eyes. It was over in a few seconds. Jeff and Jery lay unconscious, in their human forms, on the ground. "…Good. They're still alive… and they don't look like Silver Rogues. I guess I'll go take them back to the village." The figure sighed.
…Sometime early the next day…
Jery woke up. "What happened?" He asked. The figure from yesterday stood above him. "Heh… sorry about yesterday." He said, laughing nervously. "Then why did you attack us?" Jery asked. "Look, My name is Ben. I'm a wandering warrior. This village, at the foot of the great mountain, is run by a clan that took me in and sheltered me when I was lost long ago. I want to pay them back by protecting their village. I just jumped to the conclusion that you two were wandering rogues, or random brigands, so I attacked. Sorry about that." The figure explained. "I see. No problem then." Jeff said, while Jery nodded.
"However, I would like to introduce you to the Clanmaster of this village." Ben stated. Jeff and Jery nodded, and followed Ben outside into the thriving village below the tall mountain.
Coming up: We finally get to where the remainder of the people ended up, the Southern Coast. Stay tuned for an update tomorrow.
Until Next chapter,
-Biggoron
