Journey
StarfireK: I am so sorry for not updating for so long! I had another history project to do! We have to do a history project every quarter and I am always behind. Well anyway, this chappy is a bit OCC, but it will introduce the villain I my story. And the song I'm using for this chappy is called "You have to learn to Kill" is from the movie "Napoleon" if anyone wants to know…That's all I have left to say.
Strix: Finally! I was dying of boredom from you talking.
StarK: Evaporate smart person!
Strix: Still here.
StarK:(sighs) it was worth a try…I do not own TT or anything else in this story!
Chapter 7: Bunnies!
Okay as we last left off Starfire had just told Whisk that Robin and her had never hunted before. This was a big problem for Whisk and Muzzle because of A(Robin and Starfire were carnivores and carnivores needed meat, B( If Robin and Starfire didn't eat any good meat, not bugs and stuff, soon, they were likely to eat the closes thing near them…which were Whisk and Muzzle, and C( did I mention they could eat us?
"Okay, let me get this straight. You two…WOLVES… have never hunted before!" Whisk asked in frustration.
"I told you me and Starfire aren't wolves! I'm a human and she's a Tamarian. We never had a reason to hunt before. Well humans didn't…." Robin looked at Starfire.
"On my planet, Tamarians were great hunters, but with me being a princess, I never got to participate in the hunting." Starfire explained.
Muzzle and Whisk were staring at her blankly. They were still trying to sink in that Earth wasn't the only place with living things…heck! They were still trying to believe that humans could be changed into animals! Unfortunely, Starfire got the wrong idea from their staring and thought they were angry at her. "I am sorry friends for not being of any help."
"Starfire, you have nothing to be sorry about. I never hunted before either." Robin said, trying to cheer her up. It worked for she gave a weak smile. But right at that moment, both stomachs started growling, begging to be feed. Whisk and Muzzle cast nervous glances at eachother. Whisk decided this was the moment to take charge.
"Alright, time to take action! Those bellies aren't going to fill up themselves! If you want breakfast you have to work for it! Come on! We're going a hunting!" Whisk said as he grabbed a stick lying near by and started marching away. Robin, Starfire, and Muzzle just stared curiously at him.
"Uhhhh….Whisk where are you going?" a confused Muzzle asked.
Whisk stopped marching and turned behind him to find that no one was following him. "Well can't you see I'm going hunting!"
"Whisk, no offense, but I know enough about animals to know that you should be the one hunted not the other way around." Robin chuckled.
"Well what better person to know about hunting than a person that's been hunted before? Now get off your wimpy tails and march!" Whisk shouted so loudly that Robin and Starfire both marched to keep Whisk happy. If they were going to learn to survive out here they were going to have to trust Whisk and Muzzle to teach them. The weird pack followed the marching and now singing, squirrel.
"Oh! A hunting we will go! A hunting we will go! Hi-ho-a-merry-o! A hunting we will go!"
Robin and Starfire knew this was going to be a long day…
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As strange as this would seem, if you would be walking in a forest in Alaska, you find a very strange sight. You would see a squirrel rolling to bush to tree in a real James Bond/secret agent way, a pure black wolf shaking his head at the squirrel, a red wolf following them reluctantly, and a badger napping on the back of the red wolf. Not something you see every day.
Robin was now getting tired and hungry. He turned to see that Starfire was also having trouble keeping up. He had to know if Whisk really knew where food was or if he was just hoping to find some. "Whisk, are we…"
"Shhhhhhh!" Whisk hissed as he jumped on top of Robin's muzzle, shutting his mouth closed. "Do you want to scare your dinner away!"
Starfire perked her ears up at the word dinner. She looked around but saw nothing but trees and bushes. "I do not see anything but leafs and trees."
Robin flicked Whisk off of his muzzle, to speak. "And what exactly are we going to eat anyway?"
Whisk gave a sly smile. "Oh! It's what you want to eat! All wolves are dieing to eat!" Whisk stuck his head into a bush. Robin and Starfire followed suit and looked on the other side. What they saw was so….was so…cute?
"Bunnies!" Robin and Starfire said in confusion. Yes, bunnies.
"Happiness is hopping! Fleeting never sleeping, never stopping!" sang the bunnies, hopping all over the place.
"Yes, bunnies." Whisk said with a grim face. "The most annoying creatures on earth. Always acting all cute and loveable…it makes respectable animals like me sick! So do the Earth a favor and eat one."
"Legs are made for jumping! Feet are made for thumping!" sang the cute bunnies with their high pitched voices.
Starfire goggled at the adorable creatures. "Oh! I could never harm such cute creatures! With their abnormally large ears and cute button, cotton tails!"
"Oh and you didn't think twice about attacking us!" Whisk said sarcastically.
"Bunny tails are cotton! How they got that way is long forgotten!"
"Listen Whisk, I don't think me and Star can do this. We're used to saving thinks not killing them." Robin said.
"Oh, come on! You two can take down monsters, villains, and crazy mad scientist, but you can't kill one little bunny?" Whisk hissed. Robin and Starfire looked at eachother and nodded. Whisk slapped his head. "You two are hopeless!"
"Well it's not like we kill the villains we fight." Starfire said.
"Yeah, we just bring them to jail, not kill." Robin added.
"Well look, you two aren't humans any more. You are wolves and up here for a wolf to survive they have to learn to kill!"
"But…" Robin began.
"No buts!" Whisk shouted. He puffed out his chest and started talking military style. "So you want to eat? Well there's your meal, hopping and singing over there!"
"Sweet, soft and furry! Why we need to hurry? But we'd rather scurry in a furry blurry!"
"Now sit up straight!" Robin and Starfire stood at attention sitting up straighter than was necessary. "Now let's see your weapons!" Robin and Starfire gave blank looks. "Your claws and teeth! Those are the number one weapons that you will use. Now get in your crouch and when I say go you go and kill!" Whisk yelled.
Robin and Starfire gave nervous glances at eachother as they got into a hunting crouch. Whisk walked around them observing. All of a sudden, he screamed out "Go!"
"What!" Robin yelled as he scrambled to run. Starfire was just as surprised as him and got up too quickly, causing both of them to instead of running, tumbling toward the still singing rabbits.
"We're mostly happy rabbits! Oh, so happy rabbits!" Then the bunnies saw the two wolves tumbling/ creeping toward them. They didn't feel that scared since the wolves looked pretty, uh, unprofessional, but they still started running after one small rabbit sang, "But even happy rabbits have some doubt!" Robin and Starfire went separate ways as the bunnies started running zigzags around them.
Whisk was watching all of this right next to the still sleeping Muzzle. He sighed as he watched the wolves' poor hunting skills. Whisk started singing a song to keep them on track.
"A wild wolf must learn to kill!
Some warm bunny blood must spill!
You're not a pampered poodle!
Turn them into rabbit stroodle!
Cause you won't get a meal until…
You're a wild wolf who's learned to KILL!"
Robin was gaining on a slow rabbit. Unfortunely, Robin didn't see the rabbit jump into its hole in time to stop and as a result, got his head stuck in the entrance to the rabbit's den. The bunnies were not happy having a wolf's head stuck in their door way started to kick Robin's head until his head popped out with a very dizzy Robin.
"At last you're off your leash
Now turn them to bunny kesh!
Get your hungry growing hotter!
Make them scream for Peter's Potter!
And you won't get a meal until…
You're a wild wolf who's learned to KILL!"
Starfire was having worst trouble than Robin. She was faster than he was, but every time she actually caught one she would start giving them her famous "hugs". The rabbits thought she was really trying to choke them and started staying as for away from her as possible. Quite the different effect for Robin, who the rabbits were now sticking there heads in and out of their holes to try and get Robin confused. Which they were doing quite well.
Whisk was getting tired of this.
"Hunt! Snarl! Grunt! Run!
Don't have fun!
Growl! Howl! Fight! Bite!
If you want to eat your fill!
Don't play with your food!..."
Suddenly, Robin saw it. One fat rabbit was having trouble making its way to its den. This was his opportunity. Robin tensed up his muscles and got into a hunter's crouch. As he stared at the bunny, something came over him, a feeling. A feeling that told him that he had to take that bunny down.
"GO KILL!"
Robin opened his eyes. For a moment he had blanked out and thought about taking the bunny down. He then saw Starfire and Whisk staring at him. Starfire had a look of horror and a little concern on her face while Whisk had a look of disbelief. Robin was about to ask what was the matter when he looked down. Lying next to his paws was the dead body of a bunny…that he killed.
Robin quickly jumped away from it. "It wasn't my fault! I mean…I didn't mean to! Something just came over me! I..I.." Robin was now stuttering looking from face to face. Suddenly Muzzle popped his head out of the bush he was sleeping next to. He stared at Robin, to the dead bunny, and back to Robin.
"Ohhhh! You're in trouble!" Muzzle said pointing a claw at Robin.
"I didn't mean too!" Robin started poking it. "I'm sure it's just sleeping."
Starfire walked next to Robin. "Robin, I do not think it is sleeping."
Whisk sniffed it, but quickly turned away from the smell. "Yep he's dead. Bottoms up!"
"You expect us to eat that!" Robin yelled. "After killing it you want me and Starfire to eat it!"
"Well duh! What do you expect to do, give it a funeral?" Whisk looked at them.
Starfire went up to the dead bunny. She knew Robin didn't mean to ends its life, but it had to be done to keep him and her alive. Robin was only looking out for them. But her still did feel bad for it…. "Think a funeral would be a good idea."
"What!" Whisk yelled in disbelief. "You have got to be kidding me!"
Robin smiled at Starfire's idea. She was always so kind at heart even when they were stuck as wolves having to kill for food. "I agree with Starfire, it's the right thing to do."
"I always cry at funerals." Muzzle sniffled.
So the group all gathered around the dead rabbit. They would have had flowers but as it was winter and all, flowers were very scarce. They all bowed their heads and waited.
"Isn't someone suppose to say something?" Muzzle asked. They all turned to Whisk.
"Fine! I'll say something!" Whisk jumped on top of a rock and cleared his throat. "Ahem…Today we are all joined together, to say good bye to this…rabbit. Although none of us has ever known this bunny, I'm sure he was a very good bunny. Probably always ate his carrots and hopped around…After all bunnies did have a holiday named after them…Yes, Easter with the Easter bunny….the father of all rabbits. He was probably ten feet tall and had wings, how else would he get around the world in 80 days? Who knows? Maybe this bunny right here could have been the Easter bunny. If so, then this year will be a very unhappy Easter for all those kids who would be expecting candy and toys and eggs that go rotten if you don't find them…yes a very sad year…And we all know what they are going to say…Robin killed the Easter bunny! Kill him! Kill him! And so they would form angry mobs that would go after him. He'll be wanted in over 100 countries and they will all want him to be captured. And when they do capture him, they'll probably make him into the new Easter Bunny…but instead of an Easter Bunny, they'll call him the Easter wolf…which I think Robin would probably be good at since his ears look soooo much like a bunnys'! So soft and long and cute…"
"Whisk! Get on with it!" Robin growled.
"Sorry! As I was saying. To get to the point, let us say good-bye, fair well, see-ya wouldn't want to be ya, adios amigos, to….wait a sec! Is that a brown spot on his ear?" Whisk jumped down and ran to the bunny. He grabbed his ear and saw a brown spot on the very tip. "Hey! This bunny owes me nuts!"
"Amen" Muzzle said through tears.
Whisk was now close to hysterics. "No you can't be dead!" Whisk started shaking the lifeless body. "No! No! No! Where am a going those thousands nuts back! You can't die yet! Come back!" Whisk turned to Robin glaring. "I hope you're happy! You just killed a rabbit who owed me!"
"Hey! You're the one who told me to kill." Robin said in defense.
"Not bunnies that owe me nuts!" Muzzle went over to pat the bawling squirrel.
"There, there. He's going to a better place."
"Nooooooo!"
Robin rolled his eyes at the two. He turned to see Starfire staring at the dead bunny. He went to sit next to her. "What are you doing, Star?"
"Just wandering what to do." Starfire said. "Whisk said we were suppose to eat it, but just thinking about it makes me sick."
Robin nodded. "I know but what choice do we have? Whisk is right, we need to adapt to change and that means eating foods that we have to kill." Robin lowered his head toward the dead rabbit. "Beast boy is going to kill me for this…" Robin took a bite.
It was a strange to have your first taste of blood, but as Robin swallowed he had decided it did not taste bad at all. He smiled at Starfire. "Dig in!"
Starfire smiled and the two sat side by side eating their first taste of the great out doors. Whisk was still bawling like a baby with Muzzle patting him on the back. Everything was peaceful. But unknown to either of them were a pair of yellow eyes staring at them from the shadows.
"I must tell Devilclaw about this!" the creature snarled. It was wolverine. Wolverines were known all around to be living devils, they were furious creatures and were hard to defeat. Even wolves were scared of them. This wolverine was not looking for a fight though, it was on a mission to tell his master of it's findings. The wolverine stopped at an old oak tree. A single bat hung there. It turned its blind eyes toward the wolverine.
"You have news?" the bat asked.
"Yes. But Devilclaw will not like it."
"What is it?"
"Wolves. Two of them."
"You are right. Devilclaw will not be happy. What pack are they from?"
"I don't know. Their scent is unfamiliar. They were traveling with a squirrel and badger."
"Squirrel and badger! Kind of odd for a wolf, I say."
"Just tell Devilclaw!"
"Alright, but if he bites part of my wing off, you will be the one mending it!"
"Just go old timer!"
"As you wish." With that the bat took off to the sky.
StarK: So what do you think? The next chappy will have more of the villain, Devilclaw. Please review!