We exited the door and we were almost immediately met with loads of Clakkers, though none dared to get within my reach arms reach. They all began to cluck and squawk to each other, trying to figure out what I was. One came near and got in my face. I flattened my ears and hissed at her, exposing my teeth. I snickered and nearly bursted out laughing when she squawked and her pants were sagging. I heard Stranger rumble, and I looked at him and he had this big smile plastered on his furry face.

We finally reached the gate and it had "Water Facility" printed across it. Stranger walked up toward another idiotic bird.

"Can ya open dis gate?"

"Sure thang stranger and?"

I sighed. "Rouge"

"Alrighty partner!" I had to stop myself from scoffing. He shouted up at the other Clakker that controlled the gate, and the gate creaked opened. The annoying Clakker handed Stranger his weapon, and he equipped it.

"Thank ya." Stranger said.

We walked through the gates without another word to the idiotic Clakkers. I was happy to get away from the stares and clucking. From this experience, crowds were not my type. I loved the feeling of being free. Out of a cage, into the open air, and not the murderous, hostile confinement. I shuddered and I continued to walk. We walked up to an elevator that had a strange glowing blue switch. Stranger opened his cross bow, and loaded up an insect that generated electricity.

Electricity.

Bad memories flooded my mind. The jerking, burning feeling shooting through your body. The ways it makes you twitch, and the way your mind fades. I pushed them out, not wanting to cause a transformation.

He placed a rock on the little slot, and the electricity charging bug energized the rock. He fired it and I watched as the rock bounced off of the blue switch. The 'switch' wasn't what I thought it was. It was some sort of energy panel. My ears twitched with curiosity, and Stranger chuckled. I blushed slightly, and I watched a metal platform make its way down the slope toward us. As soon as it hit the bottom, Stranger jumped up and I soon followed.

I stared up at him when he wasn't looking. I found that even though he really needed a hair cut, and a shave, his hair didn't really look that bad compared to how it would look on anyone else. It's really funny that we looked a lot alike, though I was pretty much sure he wasn't a hybrid, like me. He, must have sensed me staring at him, because he glanced at me. I quickly adverted my gaze off onto the setting sun, which happened to be next to his head. He grunted and we hit the top and walked off the platform

"If I may ask, got anything to drink?" I haven't had anything to drink, but a quick sip of the nasty tasting water at the hotel.

"Ya need ta stop bein' so damn polite!" he chuckled and he began to dig into one of his pouches.

"What can I say? It's a gift."

"More like a curse!" he chuckled. I felt Bolt shift on my shoulder. I almost completely forgot about poor bolt! He was being so quiet and well behaved.

"Are you okay bolt?"

"Yeah."

"Somethin buggin you?"

"No, I'm just tired." He said and yawned.

"Catch!" I easily caught the medium sized canteen, and I quickly unscrewed the lid. I drank just enough to wet the inside of my mouth and throat, and make the dry stickiness go away.

"Want some?" I asked bolt. He nodded his head and I poured a steady, yet thin stream into his mouth for a few seconds. I ended the stream and he smiled and nodded his head.

"Thanks Stranger." I handed him back the canteen and nodded my head. He gently took it, and stuffed it in his bag. I walked besides stranger.

"AHHH! WHAT THE HECK IS IN MY HAIR?!" I shrieked. I felt pointy legs digging into my scalp. I began to beat my head while I was dancing around.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HAIR! OW! DAMN IT!" The little crap bit me! And that's when I heard growling and Bolt tackled the thing onto the ground and they were attacking each other, sending clouds of dust into the air, making them disappear.

"Bolt! BOLT! STOP IT!" a couple more second passed and the cloud disappeared, revealing a victorious Bolt, with a exoskeleton leg in his mouth and he was a very bloody bolt. I just realized Stranger was bent over laughing his head off! I was very tempted to kick him in the balls, yet I had a Bolt to tend to. I fell on my knees and picked up Bolt.

"Are you okay?! Are you hurt?!"

He shook his head. "No, this is the Bolamite's"

"So that's what that thing is? " I questioned.

"Yup"

Since Bolt was fine. I growled and stormed up to stranger.

"YOU'RE LUCKY I AIN'T GONNA KICK YA IN YOUR BALLS!" I screamed. He continued to laugh, and I had an idea.

A smirk etched its way across my face. "Watch out!" I yelled while I quickly pulled my leg back, acting like I was going to kick him in the nuts. His smile turned upside down, and he jumped backwards, catching his foot on a decent sized rock, and he fell right on his rear! I began to laugh my ass off. He stood up with a huff and he crossed his arms and he looked upset. His features softened with concern though.

"Did ya get bit?!"

I remembered my hand and I looked at it. It had blood seeping from it slowly, and it was swollen.

"I-Is it poisonous?!"

"Yes."

My eyes widened. I felt my heart race. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Stay here, and don't raise that hand above your heart!"

I was trying to stay calm, though I didn't like the thought of dying. I feel fine though, except for a tingling sensation that was spreading and growing stronger by the second.

Fudge. This really figures. I sighed as I watched Stranger pick some leaves. I've heard that herbs could do wonders. I've never had any herbs before, just disgusting medical syrups and horse pills. I grew bored of Stranger digging around looking at plants, and I began to scratch the dried blood on my healthy skin off, yet not the scab on my wound. I got all the dried blood off of my healthy skin, and I looked at the wound. It was swollen twice the size, it was purple around the wound, and it felt hot to the touch.

Damn it!

I was actually able to escape, but now my journey might end. That's all I need, to die. I scoffed and swallowed. The tingling sensation from the Bolamite bite turned into a burning pain.

"Damn! How bad did he bite ya?!" Stranger exclaimed, "here, eat these." He handed me a hand full of leaves and that's a lot, considering his hand is slightly bigger than his face. I had to use both my hands just to hold his handful. I literally shoved my face into the fuzzy leaves. They were incredibly bitter, but not as bitter as other medicine I've taken. The bitter leaves were gone in less than a minute, and my whole right arm and shoulder was burning. Oh god, I hope that the venom won't reach my heart!

"We need ta set up camp." Stranger stated. I weakly nodded my head. My head was throbbing, and I was getting light headed. He laid a hand on my shoulder.

"With dat Bolamite poison, it'll get worse 'fore it'll get better." He paused, "and dem leaves will put ya out for a while for it'll help ya heal up better."

I weakly nodded my head as a response.

"An ya might get a fever, or ya body temperature will lower, depends on who gets bit." He gave me a gentle squeeze.

"Sit down 'ere, an I'll get that fire goin'."

I carefully laid down and tried my best not to plop onto the ground and bust my head open. Almost as soon as I placed my head in the most comfortable position I could find, and I entered my own type of hell . . .

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