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| >> Campfire Creative >> Short Story >> Action/Adventure >> ID #1764468 |
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| [Introduction]
Main Characters: Jak- The band leader and most adventurous of them all! He wants nothing more than a good time but is fiercely loyal. (Limited Teleportation) Kara-Compassionate and kind, she acts as the peace keeper and cook of the group (Nature Song) Demitri-Quiet, in fact he is so quiet he has never said anything out loud since the group can remember (Shadow Walk) Gwen- Fast and hyperactive, she is always on the move and never seems to tire even in the most strenuous situations (Enhanced Speed) *Nature Song-The ability to sing to the plants and animals around them and bend them to her will **Shadow Walk-To move through shadows at inhuman speeds, fades into background while standing in a shadow. |
"What? What's the matter?" Gwen looked more disheveled than usual. While she had nice hair, it was typically thrown all around the place by her excited nature. And now it was so much worse. Jak even thought he saw a twig or two in the mess. "It's horrible! Demitri and Kara have disappeared. I thought maybe they'd just gone for a walk, but I checked all around everywhere! They're gone! What if they were kidnapped! What if they're dead? What if they drowned in a lake? What if a giant eagle swooped down and took them away to feed it's young? We will never find them!" Gwen looked frantically around the room as if they might appear around a corner if she looked long enough. Jak sighed. This was unusual. At first he thought it might just be Gwen over-reacting again, but no such luck. No one in the group really ever left without notice. With two of them gone and no note or idea of where they could be, Gwen had a right to worry. Something had to be done, and something had to be done soon. "I've checked every inch of land within and fifteen mile radius and nothing! No hint, sign, clue, just nothing! Oh Jak what are we going to do!" said Gwen with her usual high energy loquacity. Jack stood, and said "Well you won't them anywhere that close. They were taken by a force that I have never witnessed, look at these marks." "Hmmm, I've never seen anything like this. Is it fire? Explosion? Acid?" Gwen listed off. "I don't know, they appear to be scorch marks but they have no odor" "No odor? That not normal right? I mean everything smells like something! I remember this one time when I had this sack of forks right? And-" "Gwen." Jak interrupted. "Now is not the time. We need help, and we need it now" "Well who are we going to get to help us?" Gwen asked, puzzled. "What?! But you know-" "Yes," Jak's voice was strong. "I know. But what other choice do we-" "No! This is bullshit! They will kill us. And then Dem and K, since the hunters will know they left the house. I won't let you!" Gwen defensively glared down Jak, daring him to disagree with her. But he didn't. "I know." His voice was quiet, but grew stronger as he went on. "And that's why they won't turn on us. They'll know we are angry, they wouldn't dare try to fight us when we are so damn motivated. Look, we just need a strong plan." Gwen nodded slowly. "Okay. Just tell me what to do." Gwen and Jak walked down the rundown back alley. Figures the the hunters would want to me in such a repulsive location, thought Jak to himself. Hunters were always somewhat of a legend, they were always discussed in hushed tones as if the mere mentions of their names would bring their fury down upon you. Hunters were notorious for there tracking and stalking ability and killing at the most opportune moment. Jak stopped as he heard a shuffle at the other end of the alley, he put his hand out to stop Gwen. "What is it?" Gwen asked. "They are here." Jak replied quietly. "No one is even here!" Just as she said that three shadowy figures appeared, two on either side of the alley and one drop down from the top of the weathered building. Gwen gasped as she saw them. The groups walked toward each other, the hunters wore dark ragged clothing and each had dark hairs and a cruel sneer drawn on each of their faces. "When we got your call, we didn't think you were serious. No one would hire people of our...lack of predictably" leered the foremost hunter. "This is serious, obviously, or you wouldn't have even entered my plan." Jak responded evenly. "Lets get something straight; you do things our way. We have the plan, if you have something of value, of course." the lead hunter said taking control. "Of course, I said I would and so I do." Jak replied, taking a leather wrapped object out of his travel pack. "So lets see and then we just might have a deal" "Where did you get it? It's such a fine specimen." The hunter leered, a hungry look on his face. Jak shook his head. "Not what we came here for. Now, do we have a deal of should we leave?" "Maybe we'll just break you pretty little neck and take it from you, then we could send you in for ransom, eh?" Gwen shrunk back a bit, but Jak laughed. "If you could, you would have by now. And I suppose it's worth mentioning that there is another one for when you bring them back alive and safe." The hunter smirked. "Heh, you play a good game. We have a deal. Now, tell us what you know, and we need something of theirs as well." "Jak! What do you think you're doing!" Hissed Gwen, "That our hideout!" "Don't worry," he said evenly "I have something special in mind." They arrived at the hideout and Jak showed the hunters into the kitchen. As the hunters saw the black streaks on the floor they stopped. They took it in for a second, observing and sniffing the air as they started to approach slowly. "No sound was heard?" asked the head hunter. "No" Jak said "Not even the sound of anyone entering, or Kara screaming. Lord knows where Demitri has gone off to" "Hm, this is very unusual. I have only heard one other report of this nature, and the people take were never found." "That isn't an option" Jak cut in firmly. "Well we can't help you. All we know is that whoever did this was a part of the uprising movement known as the Tri-Ring" "The Tri-Ring?" asked Gwen quizzically "I've never heard of them" "And they'd like to keep it that way" answered the head hunter as he left the room. "Well thank for nothing" Jak said holding out the payment. "Keep it. With the trouble you're in, you're going to need a Palantia" And with that they were out the door and soon gone from sight. © Copyright 2011 DemitriusRA, Rehtak, (known as GROUP). All rights reserved. GROUP has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work. |