My second chapter. I hope this has more humor in it. My sense of humor is considered wierd by many and for most, wierd at best.
Chapter 2: Realization
Mark awoke the next morning to a beautiful day. It was glorious. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and he was going to get breakfast. What could be better?
He decided to visit his lords' tents and wish them a good morning. He found them in the planning tent. "Welcome my lords. It's another beautiful day. Let's go for some easy riding." He threw open the tent flaps, "Look at this, we've been impatient for the world around us. Gather everybody. We're going to learn the names of the trees around here."
"Um, Mark, did you remember yesterday?" Lyn asked.
"Of course I do. I was…" Mark remembered what happened yesterday. We were sitting at a round table. Eliwood, Hector and I had monocles and we were all wearing really formal British clothing. Lady Lyndis was recounting her adventure with the …blah blah blah blih bloh.
To Lyn, Eliwood and Hector, he was singing "Jeremiah was a Bullfrog". "Mark, do you feel alright?" Eliwood questioned, fearing for his tactician's sanity.
"Of course, now let's go and learn the trees' names already."
Later that Afternoon
"You know Lyn, this is great. We all should really relax once in a while. It's nice to kick back after a tough battle. It's also great to rest after a full day of doing nothing."
"Mark, you realize that we have about three days to get to our destination right?"
"Yeah well…you snooze you lose. Beat that!"
"What are you going on about now?"
"No! You listen. I'm shick and tired of clam schowder…"
"Uh, Mark. Are you okay?" Lyn looked over to see Mark laying face down on the earth. Lyn approached cautiously and asked again. Noticing that he wasn't breathing she quickly ran for a healer.
She found Serra and Pricilla fairly quickly and they returned to the site to find Mark surrounded by Hell-Fangs. They were all surrounding him and were nuzzling him. Lyn unsheathed her Mani-Katti and started to slay the lupine/draconic/demonic creatures. The pack ran off and Mark was left unscathed, kind of .
When Mark awoke the next morning, he was aching all over. He reached around his neck and froze. He found a light scar on his neck. This only meant one thing. Mark has been marked.
Mark's been marked. I told you I was considered wierd. Oh well, please review. It would be most appreciated.