Chapter 3: The Uninvited Guest

Days turn to weeks and weeks turn to months as Turner attempts to unravel this mystery. Three months had passed since the incident at Kong and Turner had been camping up in High lands near the coast of Lugaru.

It was night and Turner was tired as he flicked through pages of a book he was creating attempting to crack the connection between raiders and dogs. He always remembered those words he had heard at Kong. He began to doze off to sleep when he then shook his head and looked back down at the page, 'Theories surround me, one in particular saying that the raiders are supplied support by dogs and in return do inside jobs for the dogs' he read off the page. He rubbed his eyes when he heard a mumbling from a distance. He quickly grabbed the book, his knife and his satchel and snuck out the back of the tent.

"Hey, a tent" said one of the raiders.

"Shut up, we'll want to sneak up on it" the other whispered.

They began to creep slowly towards the tent as Turner watched from a tree. Turner watched them enter the tent and proceeded to scope the area for backup when he spotted a silhouette in the distance. Turner focused on the silhouette as he saw a limb from it drawing what appeared to be a sword and it began to dash forward. One raider walked from the tent and looked back into "I'm just checking if they come back to the tent, if not take whatever you can find" He says to the one inside. The raider walks far from the tent and the silhouette takes cover behind a bush. Smoke appears from the bush and then from over it is thrown what appears to be a Molotov and it flies through the tent entrance and it explodes in a fiery explosion which is increased by the oil for the lantern. The blast has such an impact the branch from beneath Turner breaks and he falls through the tree landing on his back and being knocked out by another falling branch.

He slowly opens his eyes and hears a scream and then the swing of a sword which is followed by drops of blood. Turner looks down at his body and tries to grab his knife but notices a sharp branch has dropped from the top of the tree and stabbed through the webbing between his index finger and thumb. He begins to hear footsteps from behind his body as he struggles to budge his hand and then he hears the footsteps come to a halt. A sword flies into the ground in front of him and a hand firmly grabs his arm and slams him onto his back. He looks up and sees a masked creature above him. "You're not one of them, are you now?" The creature asks.

"N...no"

"Well, that's good. I almost wish I could take your word for it"

The creature then grabs his sword from the ground and Turner quickly acts and kicks the creature off him and sends him back and into the ground. Turner quickly rips the stick from his hand and gets up as he sees the creature trying to lift himself up. Turner runs over to the creature and grabs his shoulder and throws him onto his back and then jabs the stick into his shoulder. "That...but...you're just a petty raider" The creature says in gritted teeth.

"I tried to tell you I wasn't"

Turner then reaches for the mask on the creature and tears it off to reveal a cat. "What are you doing?" Turner asks.

"Take this stake out and I'll explain myself"

Turner and the cat slowly walk down the hill clenching their wounds while Turner holds a lantern. "Well, let's start simple, what's your name"

"Ryan"

"Well, nice to meet you, Ryan"

"Don't try to be nice, we both know we just tried to kill each other"

"Yes, but I don't want our relationship getting worse. Admit it, I need you and you...may need me"

"You're not getting my help rabbit boy, I just want to get to a doctor and get out of here"

"Fine then. Anyway, Why are you here?"

"Dogs came to my town captured me and were dumb enough to trust me in their army. I backstabbed my squad and ran off"

"That's cold"

"I was a cat in a dog army, it was either this or dead"

"I guess you're right"

"Anyway, how far is this doctor?"

"No doctors out here, just me and seeing as you blew up my work space I'll need to be making a new one"

"What!"

"What you expect a doctor a walking distance away from a camp site, well? You're just lucky I have First Aid in my satchel"

"Well seeing this was unexpected I guess I'll be getting to work then"

"I only need a table"