Chapter 3
"Riku! Riku come here!"
A brown spikey haired young boy, tanned by the sun, entered the village running.
He wore nothing but a pair of pants made out of some animal's fur. He had a necklace composed by long sharp animals' teeth, and signs on his cheeks and breast, probably painted with some mixture of colors.
His arms were decorated with ornaments like bracelets and bandages, and, in one hand, he hold a manufactured weapon, which was far more similar to a key than to any other common weapon used by the tribe.
A long time before, the boy had found an old key as he was swimming in the sea. It fascinated him so much, that he created his weapon using the key as a model, while the other people in the village used spears and clubs to fight animals and 'intruders'.
The key was nothing but the first thing, of the civilized world, which captured the boy's curiosity.
After that, he looked for more 'treasures' under the sea, and he found out a lot of 'souvenirs', most of which laid now in his hut.
But there was one in particular he loved very much..
It was a piece of metal (an unknown material for the tribe), which had a very singular shape.
It looked just like the crest of birds, and so, the boy believed that was a sort of amulet, which contained the power of the wind. And he never wore that off.
Right now, the boy was looking for Riku, his best friend, to let him see the 'treasures' he had just found.
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He stood there, naked, alone among the trees.
Shocked, atonished, scared.
Could it be a joke of his mates?
But he would have seen them coming..
Could it have been any animal?
No.. whoever had taken his clothes, it should have been someone who knew that area very good, and could easily walk in there without making any noise, disguising himself with the habitat...
So Kairi was definitively right!
There MUST be someone else on the island!
But now, how could he go to advise the others? In that conditions?
An idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he knelt down, looking for footsteps or animals' paws on the sand..
He looked all around the place where he had put his clothes before bathing, but he couldn't find anything that would prove that anyone else had been there.
He didn't know what to do.
And, unfortunately, he realized he didn't even remember which way he had come from.
He was lost on an unknown island!
Among the savages!
And naked! (That was the worst!)
But he didn't panic (not completely), and he decided to move on, because this way he was sure he would have found something..
And anyway, if there was any savage, who could tell him he was dangerous? No one.
So, he chose a direction and started walking that way.
After some time, he came to a natural bridge. It was a piece of land which connected the island to another smaller one.
The path was narrow, but not too high from the sea level, and the water below was calm and quiet.
So he decided to explore the little island.
Once he arrived there, he was surprised the trees grew up only on the perimeter of the island.
In the center, there wasn't any sort of vegetation, just sand and seashells.
But the thing which most surprised Roxas, and made his breath stop, was the fact that there, sat on a bent tree, was a man.
He gave him his back. He was tanner than him (not that Roxas was so dark by the way..), and probably male, for he was topless and had very strong shoulders.
The curious thing was that his hair was silver (Definitively tyed, Roxas thought.), and it fell on the back of his shoulders and had spikey layers.
This curious savage was fishing, and, apparently, he hadn't noticed Roxas's presence yet.
Luckily, Roxas thought.
He moved very slowly and carefully behind him, trying not to make any sound.
Probably he's sleeping.. he thought.
And then, it happened something very strange..
The silver haired savage turned and looked at Roxas, straight into his eyes, as if he already knew his position.
His eyes were of a sparkling blue, just like precious stones.
He probably was of the same age as Roxas.
They looked each other..
And then Roxas fell on the sand unconscious.
TBC