To Find the Infection
Chapter 7: The First Encounter
A controlled fire burned in the corner of a large room. The smoke from the fire was sent out into the chiimney, which released it back into the wild. There wasn't much in the room. There were a few chairs and a table, all made of wood and polished to perfection, a glass window like that of Tanna's destroyed house, and a smaller table, kind of like a table you would see someone doing paper work on.
Inside this hotel room, Rahk and Zain sat, staring into the fire, both in deep thought. Before any conflict had even begun, they'd already lost one valuable member of the team. His remains lie next to the fire, in a small blue jar. The jar had smooth edges, and a single word was painted on the front of it: Survivor.
Rahk's head turned towards Zain, and his voice broke the eerie silence in the room. "Zain, I don't believe in the old man's story, the one about the 'Earth Orb'. It sounds like a bunch of shit, but then again, after seen everything that has happened, I don't know what to think anymore." Rahk said. He made his way to the window, passed Zain, who was still staring at the fire. He looked outside and into the forest beyond the village borders. He turned his head again, he could see the path that lie ahead, and the path they had come from.
A chill ran down Rahk's spine when he looked onto the second path. A man in a dark brown cloak appeared in front of a building opposite to the hotel they rested in. He appeared to be holding a dark green orb inhis hands. It flashed and shined, and most of all, it dazzled Rahk and his eyesight, as if it was dancing. No sooner did Rahk spot the old man did his image suddenly vanish from the building. Rahk's eyebrow shot up.
"What the hell was that?" he questioned aloud.
"What was what?" Zain questioned back, staring at Rahk with a strange look, as if Rahk was ready to crack at any second.
"There was a man leaning on the building over there," Rahk pointed his finger out the window, "he had a green ball in his hand. I think it might be the orb."
"Green orb." Zain muttered. "Maybe the Earth Orb? But," he added, "no one was there. Maybe you're seeing events that happened in the past. Maybe it's because you are an Angelic Demon?" Zain wondered. He looked outside the window, the wind was blowing again. It was almost time to set out on the road again. The sun was beginning to set as well, they needed to get out of town and towards the next as soon as possible. Zain turned around, and prepared to leave.
"Wait, Zain." Rahk said. "How is it that Tanna died? Regardless of how little I ate, I still ate. The poison should have gotten to me too." Rahk stopped for a moment, then begun again, "Maybe it wasn't poisoned food, maybe it was just," we paused again, "nature's will?"
Zain turned back towards Rahk, a bit irritated that this wouild come up again so soon. "It wasn't nature's will, someone was controlling her against her will, so he could accomplish his own goals." Zain explained. "It sickens me to believe people like this exist."
Rahk stepped forward, towards Zain a little bit. The fire was still cackling away at the wood it burned on, smoke still shooting out of the chimney. "Sorry, I'm new to this whole 'caring for nature' thing." Rahk walked up to a chair, and sat down, not ready to leave yet. "I don't want to get fully involved in something like this with a person I rarely know about Zain." he said. "Tell me about yourself. Your childhood, where you grew up, where are your parents?" Rahk asked.
Zain looked outside the window again. The sun was now gone, the town was in complete darkness. Clouds blocked out the moon's light, making it impossible to travel by walking. "Forget it, we'll start again tommorow." Zain told himself. He turned towards Rahk. "I guess so, besides, it's dark. We need a way to pass the time." Zain said, then began his own little story:
"I lived in a village of Woodlings, the only village we had. I was usually shunnged by the other Woodling children, because I was Half Saiyan. When I was about seven," Zain paused, having trouble trying to remember, "there was a mysterious attack upon my village. The Woodlings were a peaceful race, so they stood absolutely no chance." Zain said. He added, "They were strange looking. They were completely shrouded in black, their skin matched the blackness of their clothing, and they were well armed and trained. Since I however, was Half Saiyan, I had the natural impulse to fight, just like all other Saiyans. With that impulse, I managed to survive. I ran into the woods afterward and hid there for the night." Zain again fell silent for a moment, then continued, "My village was destroyed when I returned. I had no other place to go to, so I lived within the forest for eight full years.
Rahk listened in silence. "I see." he said. "I wish I could remember where I was from, besides not of this planet." he added. "It's getting late, we should prepare for tommorow, we need to set out early to stop this infection of the Earth." Rahk said with a recovered spirit.
"Go ahead and rest Rahk, I'll be here thinking." Zain told Rahk. Rahk stretched himself out, then relaxed on the chair, not a thing on his mind at all. Zain began to concentrate on his mind. His meditations always gave him hints on what was going to happen in the near future. Not the exact events, but very accurate non-the-less. Zain opened his eyes inside his mind, he was surrounded by the dark of the night. Suddenly, within his vision, an old man in a dark brown coat appeared.
The man was angry at Zain, and yelled to Zain's thoughts, "You will never take it away from me," he rasped, "It is mine! This power is mine! I knew you Woodlings would cause me trouble!" the old man then grinned and let out a faint chuckle as his body begant o dissapear.
"That is why I hired a group to kill you both. Your life will be over all too soon." the old man cackled.
Zain jerked his head straight up and out of his meditative state. "Rahk," Zain said grimly, "We're gonna have some company..." Zain said. He pulled his sword out of it's protective sheath, and begun to wait in utter silence.
No more than a few yards away from the outside of the hotel, a loud explosion was heard. Wood from a nearby cabin shot out in every direction, fire erupting from the inside of the house. A tall figure began to walk out from the fire, holding what appeared to be a dead body of a muscular man in his massive hand. He walked out of the house peacefully, as if nothing had happened. He threw the corpse fifty feet away, slamming into a window of a nearby house, screams piercing the night from the inhabitants of the village.
"Bastard." Majotte murmured. "I told you to let me in to rest."
Suddenly, Majotte felt an energy signal. The power from it, caused Majotte's body to tremble with anxiousness. "They're here, I know it!" Majotte shouted. He shot into the air, looking at every house, inspecting each one carefully. "There." Majotte said, staring right at a nearby hotel. He shot back towards the ground, and broke the door down to the entrance of the hotel lobby.
Erutan's head shot straight up. He stared at the night sky, it suddenly grew darker and more menacing.
"Was that a dream?" Erutan questioned. He looked towards the village, only to see a fire burning through some local houses. "Damnit Majotte! You better not have started already!" he shouted. He dashed towards the village, past the trees that he had recently passed to find his 'nap tree', and through the shrubs, and back onto the dirt road that entered the city. Majotte was easily visible, even from where Erutan stood. Erutan shot towards Majotte again, and straight into the hotel lobby at Majotte's side.
"It's about time." Majotte told Erutan. "Now." Majotte began to approach the staircase towards his enemies room when a man stood in front of him.
The man must've been the keeper of the hotel. Majotte laughed, thinking that a man of his stature could even stop Majotte. The man was fat, short, balding, and was frightened that he actually blocked the path of The Juggernaut. "I'm sorry sir, but you need to pay to enter the rooms." the man said, his voice tremlbing in fear.
"Here's your money." Majotte said, smiling. His giant hand quickly shot across the man's face, making a loud slap sound that shattered the main lobby windows. The man's head shot straight back, breaking his neck, his entire spine for that matter, instantly. The man's body didn't even move. It stood for maybe five seconds, then fell onto its back, causing the face to smash into the ground.
"Erutan, let's go." Majotte told Erutan.
"It's about time we found them." Erutan said.
This was it, the battle was about to begin...