"I don't know.. We just.. Ended up here and then found you." Wendy told him, just as confused as Wilson was.
Lovely. Not even they know.
The dark haired man thought to himself. He gave a sigh. He wasn't sure what to do about the two females. He couldn't just let them leave though. For one, it was rude and second, they could easily get killed out in Maxwell's realm. The fire pit was glowing low, almost completely out. Wilson tried to ignore the white shining eyes that stared back in the darkness. Willow had her eyes glued on the flames.
"That fire is low and boring, here." The girl said, taking out a log from her backpack.
At least they seem prepared. Wilson thought to himself in his clouded mind.
Willow put it onto the fire, making it flare up again. Her attention solely onto the burning element now. Wendy looked around the camp and back at the man who owned it. She spoke.
"I think you should do something about that cut." She didn't really seem to have much care in her voice. "And when day approaches we'll be on our way. We've survived many brushes with death and I think we can handle it." The blonde continued.
Wilson looked at his still bleeding cut and back at the small girl. No, no, they can't go. If they go my insanity will eat me alive. I don't care if they will survive. His thoughts echoed in his head. It wasn't like himself to be so over put by such people. In his own realm, he was alone almost all hours of the day. Working, working, working. Having little to no contact. Times were different now and he knew in order to stay sane and survive, he need help.
"I think you two should stay." He finally said. "I say it would be best, and easier, to survive together."
Willow gave him, once again, a questionable glance from the fire. She walked over to him.
"I think we could handle it on our own. Trust me, we might look weak but we're not. Well, I'm surely not." The firestarter stated hotheadedly.
Wendy rolled her eyes, not about to retort. Wilson, despite his fuzzled mind, replied in a clear and calm voice.
"I'm sure you are but it would be much easier the more people you have on your side."
The girls hotheadedness didn't burn out one bit. She looked right up to him, despite Wilson being taller then her, and spat out again.
"But I don't need anyone, I can totally handle being on my own. I only helped Wendy out because a walking tree was about to kill her."
Walking tree? Well that's new. Wilson thought, pondering at what a sight that must be.
"Well, I was just suggesting something. No need to start up an argument." He said, again as calm and clear as before. He did not wish to argue with the girl but she seemed to be as hotheaded as the fire in which she seemed so infatuated with.
Wendy got between the scientist and the pyromaniac.
"Don't kill eachother now, it isn't the time." She said, splitting them apart.
Willow gave him a glare before turning her back to him, watching the fire once again. Wilson shook his head. He was being so polite, he didn't know what he did wrong. Wendy looked up at Wilson, she could tell her was thinking about that little argument.
"She's kind of hotheaded. Don't mind her." The blonde assured him. "And I think we will be taking your offer up on staying with you. You're right. Survival in numbers is always easier."
Wilson was so enlightened by this but he made sure to keep his excitement to himself. He could hear the darker haired girl give a disapproving snort.
As soon as the sun rose, Wilson got some silk from one of his chest to cover up his wound. It worked pretty well as a on hand bandage, no pun intended. Willow was just huddled up by the dying fire, not saying a word. The scientist let her, knowing if he even glanced at her for too long she might start up another argument. Wendy, on the other hand, was watching him. She stayed silent as well.
Such a young girl to be out in this mess. He pitied her.
Just as that went through his mind, Wendy spoke up.
"Don't pity me. I can take care of myself."
Wow. It's like she read his thoughts. He blinked in utter confusion at that. What luck.
"Well anyway, are you guys hungry? I have some extra carrots and berries that I could share." Wilson offered.
"No thank you, I'm fine." Willow stated, not moving an inch.
Wendy simply nodded in response. He nodded back
Wilson opened one of his chest and pulled out a few berries and carrots, giving half to Wendy. She ate them pretty slowly. The man then put a few berries beside Willow, just incase. She gave them a glance but still didn't budge.
Oh man, she's a keeper huh? Her stubbornness must keep her alive.
He joked a bit in his head, knowing if he said such things out loud would probably not be very gentleman like. The three ate in almost complete silence, even Willow gave in a took a few berries from the little pile next to her. After their breakfast, the scientist looked at his two new female companions. Working with others had never been his strong point but if it meant surviving longer he would of course submit to it. He could also feel his sanity shoot up, even though he could still hear a few mumbles in his head.
"I think we should try and get more supplies. More people means more items needed." Wendy said, breaking the silence among the three.
"Yes, of course." Wilson agreed, nodding. "I'll get the backpack ready, you two should as well."
Willow, still giving the silent treatment, got up with her bag pack. She slugged it over her shoulders with a light thud. The man looked over what items he had already acquired and made a list in his head.
"I think we're going to need more wood and food for now. I'm pretty full on twigs, grass, and flint. If you two need any tools I will be happy to lend you some." He said to his companions.
The three survivors headed out into a near by forest for their wood collecting matters. Willow, who was still playing the silent game amongst herself, was chopping down trees fairy easily. Little Wendy on the other hand was having a bit of trouble, getting her axe stuck in the tree and almost being having the tree fall on her. Wilson happily gave her his help but she refused to take it, again saying she could handle it herself. The scientist gave a light sigh but continued his work. All was well until the once silent dark haired girl gave a scream. Wilson's head shot to the source.
"Mother of all things scientific!" He gave his own shout at what creature he had just seen.
It was a tree. Not just any ol' tree. This one was walking with an odd human scowl on it's face and two upper appendages with long razor sharp talons. This must have been that 'walking tree' Willow had talked about earlier. The massive monstrosity lashed out at the girl as she did her best to dodge it's attacks. With one too late of a dodge, the talons slashed one of her legs. She let out a small cry as blood oozed out of the open wound. Wilson had to step in, he had no choice. He couldn't just let his newly found companions die now. It was far too soon.
"Go for the eyes!" He shouted before drawing his spear, chucking it at the living tree.
The weapon punctured right in the creature's supposed face. It didn't do as much damage as the man of science hoped. The one thing it did do for sure is enrage the monster further, going to land another blow on the poor pyromaniac. Instead, the young blonde shouted and started throwing rocks at it.
"Over here you foul creature!" She shouted, trying to distract it.
She prevailed and it marched it's way to the little girl. Now was Willow's chance. With her last bit of strength, she pulled out her lighter. She then chucked her precious object at the monster, lighting it aflame. The tree roared in complete rage as it started to burn. It tried it's best to extinguish the fire but with no luck. After some time, it soon fell, burning into nothing but a pile of charcoal.
"Is everyone alright?" Wilson said, breathing slightly harder then he should. Mostly from the fear of death by such a creature.
"I'm fine." Wendy said.
Willow didn't respond. The dark haired man hurried over to her. Her leg had a huge gash across it, covering almost the entire body part. Red stained her leggings and the ground around it, bone was even visible. The man couldn't believe it. He shakily looked down at the wounded girl.
"W-Wilson..?" She had finally spoke up.
"Yes, what is it?" He said quickly and worried.
"My lighter.. Could you please.. Get it for me?" The girl asked.
Wilson without question took her request. He walked over to the crisp, charred body of the once living tree and grabbed said item. He walked over to the injured girl and handed it to her. She looked it over, checking for any flaws within it.
"Thank you." Willow said softly to him.
"It's no problem but we're going to need to get back to camp quickly. Your leg need medical attention quick." He said.
By medical attention he would mean as much knowledge as he had to help the wound in the best he could. He wasn't a doctor. He carefully picked up the fire starter bridal style and motioned to Wendy, who was carefully watching from a distance, to follow. On the way back to the camp, they did mange to find a few more berries and carrots. It was good too because their food supplies were running low. As soon as they entered the camp, Wilson set Willow down. Her leg still not hesitating to bleed out. Now everyone in their little group had some sort of blood stain on their clothing. The man walked over to his chest and one of his container of rain water he had collected using a make shift leaf cup. With his needed items, he walked back over to the injured girl. He first washed the wound out with the water and then covered it up with a thick bandage of silk.
"Thank you.. Wilson.. I owe you one." The girl muttered to him in gratitude.
"We're companions now, we have to look out for eachother. And it was you who killed the creature, so I should be saying thank you. Even if you did burn one of my spears." He said, smiling a bit.
She even gave him a light smile back.
After everyone seemed to have calm down, despite eachother being bruised, dirty, and a bit bloody. Wilson put a log on the fire and was about to grab his flints when Willow budded in. Even with her injury, she scooted over and lite the log aflame with her lighter. The man gave her a thank you nod. That's when another thought hit him. Where were the two girls going to sleep? Obviously, three people could not share one bedroll and, as a gentleman, wasn't going to let them just lay on the dirty ground of the tent.
"Excuse me, but I was thinking." Wilson broke the silence. "You guys could share the one bedroll I have until we get another one?"
"What about you?" Wendy asked.
"Ah, I'll be fine." He stated.
The older girl didn't put in her input and just stayed silent. Wendy turned her attention to her.
"What do you think, Willow?" She asked.
"You can have it Wendy, I don't think I'm going to be getting much sleep." She told her, looking at her wounded leg.
"Well ok then.." Wendy said. Guess she'll be getting the bedroll tonight.
Yuep, yuep! I have just finished Chapter 2! Thank you for the so far very nice reviews it means alot! ^w^ And for this chapter. DRAAAMAAAA. ;D A little bit of companion bonding. I've always seen Willow as a bit of a hothead but is really sweet and soft on the inside. CX I'm also trying to make my chapters longer! Since the first was a simple introduction. Anyways, please review and I hope you enjoy. 3