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Waking from the Past Chapter Two By Blackdawn Da'tou secretly watched her Mother exercise from behind a tree, she was freely allowed to observe her Mother during her daily exercise and even participate in them from time to time but she and everyone else WERE NOT allowed to "interrupt" these important sessions. Her mind quickly turning to the day when curiosity took a hold of her and she just had to ask why no one was allowed to interrupt her, Da'tou was replied. "Because this is how I escape this place. You, and my exercises are the only thing I have to keep me at peace with myself, to keep me from going mad with these new surroundings and all the humans." Though now Da'tou couldn't remember how it was spoken in her peoples native tongue but at least remembered in her heart some of the things her Mother told her. Watching in slight interest as her Mother jabbed at the air with her spear. She was hiding because she wanted to be sneaky just for the fun of it, after all, there was nothing else to do; she could either work, participate with her Mother, walk in the jungle or play with the other children, though most of them were still too afraid of her appearance to even think of playing games with her. Again, her Mother jabbed into the air then swung, right in the middle of another swing she collapsed to her knees. Da'tou had stepped forward and was close to calling to her fallen Mother but held it back and hid back behind the tree when she remembered she was not permitted to interrupt her while she was exercising. Due to the depleted air from her tank and drained battery power in the mask she usually wore she was now forced to survive without it. Her bare upper and lower tusks were flared out and eyes wide as she coughed and began gasping for air, now squinting her eyes at what looked liked much pain grasping her chest with her left hand. Her Mother turning her head in Da'tou's direction and Da'tou knew, she had been seen, "Da'tou," Her Mother said in a gasp, "W-What are you doing...hiding...behind that tree?" Da'tou slowly stepped forward disappointed she let herself be seen, "Nothing really Mother, I was only playing." "Playing?" She asked, her back moving up and down with her chest, "Behind a tree," Noticing she was also alone, "By yourself?" "Yes." Da'tou replied, pausing for a moment before she asked, "Are you dying?" Her Mother looked at the ground in hesitation then back at her, "Yes, I am Da'tou." It was instant and Da'tou began sniffling, freely allowing her tears to show, "But I do not want you to die." Sniffling again, "I do not want to be alone." "Oh Da'tou," Her Mother comforted, pulling Da'tou off her feet sitting the saddened child on her lap, "Da'tou. Death comes to everyone, only some will die sooner then others, always remember, "Learn the gifts of all sights, or finish in the dance of the fallen gods."
Da'tou opened her eyes, the dream quickly fading back into her memory, and was now focusing on her sore and numb body, her vision blurred as she wondered what the towering giants was above her, but they soon focused and she found they were not giants but tall trees. Letting out a groan trying to figure out how she got here, and why her body was hurting, forcing herself into a slow roll onto her left side and then it all came flooding back; remembering the man shooting at her, the fall, then her rescuer and the pain she felt before she blacked out. The Rescuer! Her mind stupidly clicked in remembrance, where was her rescuer? Spinning onto her front side but came to a sudden stop as her face cringed from stinging and stabbing pains that swept through her entire body. Pressing her forearms onto the rocky ground letting her upper body weight rest on them, they felt as if they were the only part of her that was not injured, though the bottoms of them were beginning to pulse from the rock digging into the skin. But sure enough, there, laying right beside her was her rescuer, but the person didn't look alive, yes she could see body heat but wasn't sure if it was fading heat from a dead person or if this person was still alive. Bravely, with little worry extended her arm to the person, it wasn't like she hadn't touched a dead person anyway, and spoke to him, or else her. "Hey." Now shaking the person's side and was relieved to feel the warm heat emitting from the skin, "You all right?" Da'tou was only replied by the person exhaling, slowly, she had decided to sit up to further observe this person who had saved her from critical injury. The fall wouldn't have killed her like it would a human but it surely would have given her some injuries to worry about, maybe would have broken a leg, or both of them, if this person hadn’t of came to the rescue. The person, from what she could see, was surely a guy...it was a bit hard not to notice it now from the angle she was sitting in, turning her head away with a quick smirk and looked over the rest of him, injuries as well as equipment and gear; covering his face, as how she remembered was the electronical mask fitted with multiple ranges of vision and such, who knew what else it had. Strapped around his chest was a large, one piece chest plate made of metal. Attached to the right shoulder and chest plate was some type of weapon, it had to be being it was in the form of a hand-held one. Attached to both wrists covering most of the lower arms were some type of metal armband with little buttons and gizmo's worked into them. The lower area, his waist, was more...bare, then his chest, the only thing covering his maleness was a loin cloth, above that was a ridged metal cup, and covering that was a leather type flap. Tied around his waist was a very unique utility belt of the sort, only it seemed to hold even more weapons and pouches then it did utilities. Going even lower were large pads around his inner and outer thighs and knee pads on both knees, and the feet, like hers, were sandals but these ones, like the rest of his outfit, were mostly constructed of metal. As for his physical appearance and injuries, he did look like her; long wire like hair, only his were braided. A large, muscular body frame, even bigger then her, height as well as frame and talons replaced where finger and toenails would be on humans. One thing she did not like or agree on was the horrid smell coming from his body, yes there was the natural musk that correlated with her species different emotions they portrayed in life but this, this was the fault of lack from daily bathing. Woo! Injury wise, on the outside that is and from the seeing the big wound on the back of his head, he had suffered a minor concussion, there was also small as well as large abrasions running along his arms, sides and legs where the tree branches had hit him and she was sure his back had to be even worse. But this posed as an even bigger problem, would she be able to move him? She had to find shelter as soon as possible to hide from the weather and the assassin, but where would she find some? Pushing herself onto her feet with a grunt looking at her surroundings, ignoring the alarms going off in her body that was telling her to lie down so she could rest and heal, she would have to leave him here for a little while if she was wanted to find shelter quickly, and that's just what she did. Copyright © 2003-2005, Blackdawn. |