"Here you go, Esyla. These clothes should do." Offered Bel. Brian went through his Backpack to find the sweat clothes he packed in his pack. Originally, they were for bed clothes and for those cool morning in the Blue Ridge mountains, but they were being given to the teenager girl to got her out of the dress she brought here to Gaea.
From behind a blue tarp stung between two trees, a red dress appeared above the trap. "You'd better not let those perverts look back here, Bel, or I'm going to make you sing soprano for a long while." she said as she was putting on the sweatpants and t-shirt give to her. She had to pull the drawstring real tight to get the pants to fit her. The T-Shirt was almost the size of a mini-dress on her, but she had to deal with it. She really didn't want to wear the clothes , but realized that wearing the dress would be a bigger impediment. She came out from behind the tarp and walked over to Bel.
"Thank you, Bel. It's a real relief to get out of that dress. " Offered Esyla.
Bel started to take down the tarp and rope that held it up. "Don't think anything of it, Esyla. We are in so over our head, that thanking each other every time will get annoying. Just thank me and the others when we all get home, kay." The Blue tarp was folded nicely, then the dress was folded, too and put into the pack along with the Tarp. Bel handed Esyla a couple of packets. One had a space age silver blanket and the other had a olive green rain poncho. " I gave Klerk and TT the same thing, too."
She looked up at the large red head and nodded. "How come you got extra emergency stuff? I would think that weight and space would be premium in that pack. After all, don't you have food and other stuff in it."
"Never know when other are going to get hurt or you lose your pack. I had those in these shorts." as Bel patted his carpenter shorts.
"Where's your gun, Bel?" asked Esyla as she realized that the firearm and its belt.
"The Aussie has it. He's better at shooting then I am, and since I'm carrying this pack for our survival and he isn't, he volunteered to wear the gun. That' about 7 pounds that doesn't sit on my legs now." As Bel opened the middle pouch and brought out a brown package. Even Esyla knew what that was. An MRE. Bel ripped it open and took some stuff out. He broke it open and gave it to Esyla.
"How can you eat those things." As Esyla put up her hands in defense against those abominable packages.
Bel took a cracker out and put some peanut butter on it. He then downed it. Then he took a swing form his canteen. "Because this stuff is packed as tight as possible, with as little weight as possible. As all the meal have all the calories you need to keep up the high pace of activity need in combat. They also ain’t as bad as people make them out to be. Anyways, hunting for food isn't my specialty. I didn't expect to be out of contact with civilization for over a couple of days. " He continued to eat the PB and crackers.
"How much food do you have in there?" Esyla as she tried not to blanche at Brian eating that disgusting food.
"If we eat two meals a day, three days. However, We will run out of water before that. After all, We need about two gallons of water a day, and I didn't stack up on water before we got transported here." Bel looked around the woods. He could see the fire were Klerk and TT was at. "We need to head back. I relieve Klerk so he can get some sleep." Bel started to pick up the pack and put it on his back, when Esyla jumped in. She helped put the pack on his back.
"the least I can do, since we will be depend on you for our survival." said Esyla.
"Don't worry, Esyla. I'll get you home. You've got my word on it. Everybody will go home alive. I have no doubts about that." offered Bel.
She smiled at that. Bel nodded and gave his best bow to Esyla. She walked in front of him and proceeded to the fire where TT an CPOK was sleeping. Bel waited for a moment before proceeding toward the fire. He thought about the predicament they were in. He also knew that everybody was going to be needed if they were going to get back home. After all, he didn't even know where they were on Gaea.
Esyla went into the tent and immediately went to sleep. Bel took the pistol from Klerk and readied himself for a long night. He looked at eh assembled personages and smiled, sometimes adventures start because you want them to, other times, the fates intervene. He just wondered if the fates had any other ideas. Shaking his head looked at the dying fire, how many times did he stay up when everyone else was asleep, talking to Big Al about anything. He mused for some time until the sound of his pack sliding to the ground brought him back to reality. He looked over at the two sleeping males, and determined that waking them up would be a bad idea at this time. HE went over to the pack was supposed to be and saw that someone dragged it back into the woods. he followed it and saw someone scrambling thru the pack, looking thru it. HE noticed now a cat's tail attached to the body of a humanoid. He stealthily went around the creature to get a better look at it. He was amazed that the creature hadn't picked up his scent or his movement. HE determined that this was some cat/human hybrid similar to Merle, and it was interested in the food in the MREs.
He went around the tree, but luck made sure he didn't make this move without a sound.
*CRACK* as he stepped on a fallen branch. He moved toward the cat girl with all his speed when he realized that his cover was blown. The cat girl turned toward the sound and saw the big human running for her. She decided that the Chicken ala king was a good snack to take with her, and tried to move with all possible speed, but Bel grabbed her tail. The girl shrieked as her tail was extended beyond her pain threshold. She turned around and tried to swipe at the man, but Bel grabbed her arm and releasing the tail, swung with the arm behind the back.
"You might want to drop the package. It might make your survival prospects better. " whispered Bel.
"GRRRRRRRRRRR! You Zybok soldiers are all the same. You’ll kill me anyways, so do it." said the Cat girl.
"I'm not from Zybok. I am merely a wanderer and wandered to this place." said Bel.
"Yeah, Right, Everybody on this side of the continent knows that Fanelia is occupied by Zybok. Nobody in their right minds would go here." said the cat girl.
Bel started to push the cat girl toward camp, "I guess I'll have to show you that I am not from Zybok, Fanelia, or Asturia. " He sighed. "What is your name?"
"What it matter? Going to put on my tombstone? Are you going to rape me like your other victims, Zybok?" the cat girl said with venom.
* Whoever she is, she got some spunk. I hope we can convince her that we are not Zybok soilders.* Thought Bel as he continued to lead the captured cat girl to the camp where the others were at.
Bel and the cat girl walked into the clearing were Klerk, TT and Esyla were sleeping at. Bel, however, tripped over the fallen tree that lay beside the fire. This sent both of them toward the ground. The cat girl sensed this was her chance to escape the clutches of her captured moved with only the agiolity of a cat and was able to free herself from the hold and scramble out of the way of the falling Bel. She quickly got up and went to all four. She tried to run over Bel, but he rolled into the move and it caused her to lose he balance momentarily. Bel tried to get a hold of her but failed as she managed to stay upright and dodge the grab. She again skipped over to the trunk when a loud sound was heard.
"Blam"
She froze as part of the tree was splintered into many shards. She looked around and saw her captured looking at the same spot with as much astonishment as her. She turned around and saw a teenage boy not much older then her, holding something that was smoking an acrid smell.
TT had fired the gun next to the cat girl to get her attention, but had not realized that Bel was that quick. He was terrified that he almost hit Bel with the gun. The thought that one of the people that he brought to this world, could have just died from his mistake was terrifying.
Klerk moved to get the gun form the petrified TT. "Hey, TT just give me the gun. Nothing happened. " as Klerk took the gun. TT still looked at the spot between the cat girl and Bel.
Esyla got out of the tent. She wondered who decide to shoot of the gun. The she saw TT pointing a gun between a cat girl that looked like Merle and Bel. Kerek was right next to TT taking the pistol. She wondered how TT took the pistol for Klerk until she saw another pistol in the gun belt were Klerk used to lay. She was about to say something when Klerk the pointed the gun at the cat girl.
"What do we have here, Yank? A thief?"
The cat girl now realized that her escape was impossible, but then Bel got up and went to the side of Klerk. "Put the gun down, Klerk. Let her go. I don't think anything we could do would convince her that we are not a threat."
The cat girl looked at TT. He was still firmly planted in that spot looking at the spot where he shot. She had no idea what weapon it was, but she had seen this reaction before. Bel tried to shoo her away, but she hissed. Then she noticed that this kid looked similar to Vaughn. She then decided to touch TT face and felt the tears ran down his face.
"Don't touch him. Leave now, Cat girl." Klerk motioned with the gun taken from TT.
The Cat girl however embraced TT. This shocked everybody, but not as much as the words that came from her mouth.
"Oh, Vaughn. I thought you were dead but you somehow escaped. I can't believe that you are here, Vaughn."
I finally got another chapter done. Does anybosy have soem spare C4 to take care of this block on motivation of writing. I hope you all like this one.
@ Tau,
Operation Pay back is hell is still in the plan.
