Gender: Male Age: 53 Location: Las Vegas, Nv
|Introduction: The escape|
The whole camp was up and walked us out the gate. I led the way and nocked an arrow as I slipped into the brush. The first obstacle came twenty kilometers away when we reached a river. The admiral looked at me and I grinned as I began pulling ribs out of packs to put the long canoe together. We had tested it in the pond but this would be the real test.
I moved to the prow as we climbed in and started watching. As we started across I saw a few ripples and got the bow ready. We were almost to the other bank when the large amphibian attacked and I put an arrow straight into one eye and into its brain. Everyone almost panicked until the admiral cleared his throat, “nice shot lieutenant.”
Captain Zane laughed, “bloody perfect shot lieutenant, as soon as I clean my pants I’ll recommend you for the expert bowmenship award.”
The others laughed and we landed and started taking the canoe apart after checking it for leaks. It was perfect and we put it away before starting to walk. We almost walked into the Chinese Dragon later that day and I froze before gesturing everyone back. It was feeding as we slowly circled it and moved away. The sun was starting to go down when we climbed into a tree.
We slept as close to the top as we could get but took shifts listening and guarding. When the sun rose we sat together and ate one ration before climbing down. At the first stream colonel Caress used the wooden container and filter and we all drank and filled our water bottles, (a hollowed out thick branch). I checked the direction before we waded across and started walking.
The werewolf attacked that afternoon when we were climbing a ridge. Commander Morris reacted perfectly, as if he had done this a hundred times. The beast leaped and he shoved commander Adams as he planted the butt of his spear. The werewolf hit the spear as he let it go and rolled away. Commander Sara lunged to stab his spear into its neck but Morris had aimed his and it was already dying.
We climbed a tree that evening at the base of a small cliff. I watched as the sun set and knew we had been lucky so far. I reached up to hit a foot when I heard something and started peering into the darkness. The animal that came out was like an old earth bear but with wicked claws like a sloth. It had huge fangs and three spiraling antler like horns that sprang up from the forehead.
It sniffed and I realized it was following our trail. I glanced up and gestured as I quietly shifted. The bear thing’s head snapped up and I heard the growl as it stalked towards us. I shook my head and dropped several branches and then swung down and dropped to the ground. It rushed me and I rolled away and sprang to my feet as it missed.
I lunged with the spear and the blade grated as it sank into its back. I yanked it out as the bear turned and stood on its back legs like the werewolf. I shifted and side stepped and it followed while swiping with a paw. It was in front of the tree when it leaped and I aimed the spear. It hit and the spear sank into its broad chest as I dropped and rolled.
I pulled my machete as the animal turned and shook itself. It clawed at the spear but started moving towards me as it dropped to all four feet. I was waiting for the rush as I circled and moved back and several minutes later it came. The spear was dragging under the animal and pulling it down which slowed it. I leaped aside and spun to bring the machete down.
It struck behind the front shoulders and there was the jarring impact as the blade hit the spine. I twisted and yanked it back as its back legs dropped. I moved around the enraged animal as it continued to struggle and moved in suddenly and struck. This time I hit the neck and blood fountained out as I backed away and waited. Zane dropped out of the tree, “lieutenant you are one crazy bastard.”
I smiled but didn’t look away as the animal died, “it was tracking us.”
I finally looked at the captain, “it wasn’t something I wanted to play with in the tree.”
He snorted and glanced around, “do you think there are anymore?”
I shook my head as I moved forward, “I doubt it.”
I cut the claws off and then pulled the fangs and then cut the antlers off. I followed Zane back into the tree after checking the spear. Scavengers kept us up most of the night but ran when we climbed down in the morning. We ate and when we had enough light climbed the cliff before continuing. We had to cross four streams or rivers during the day and came to some plains.
The admiral shook his head, “we spend the night in a tree and start across in the morning.”
The others nodded we started looking for a tree. The one we found was like an admantum tree but had foot long thorns on the trunk. Once we were higher I cut a couple of dozen thorns since the points were so sharp. I looked at the map with captain Trent and commander Davis. Davis touched a river out in the plains, “do you remember the map markings for this river?”
I closed my eyes, “no markings for falls or rapids.”
I opened my eyes and he grinned, “it might be dangerous but faster to use the river.”
I looked at the admiral above us with colonel Nobel, “what do you think sir?”
He glanced out at the plains, “it is worth thinking about. Wait until we reach the river, by then we will have plenty of time to think about it.”
I nodded and put the map away. The night was not an easy one with constant yawling and howls and screams, all seemed to come from the plains we would have to cross. A few predators came close to the tree but none were willing to risk the thorns. When I climbed down it was barely light and I cut thorns all the way down. We started walking and eating before the sun was completely up.
The tall grass had me worried but we didn’t see anything all day as we waded through it. It was a couple of hours before we came to the river. It was wide but not fast and we could see it wasn’t to deep. I looked at the admiral and he nodded, “I would rather be on the water at night then sleeping in this tall grass.”
I looked at the others, “two awake and paddling, we switch every two hours?”
Captain Zane chuckled, “suck eggs lieutenant, we know.”
I grinned as we removed packs and started putting the long canoe together. I had handed the thorns out so everyone had several beside the other weapons we had made. As it grew dark we started moving, I watched the river bank for awhile until it became to dark. The howls and screams started a little later but the river remained calm.
I was awaken in the middle of the night for my turn paddling. Five days we canoed down the river stopping during the day to stretch our legs. We were attacked three times by amphibians but it was always during the day. The morning of the sixth day we reached the forest on the other side of the plains where the river turned. We packed the canoe away and started walking again.
It was two weeks before we reached the ocean and the hardest part of the escape. I was very careful as I unpacked the shroud made from a extremely thin scrapped dragon hide. It had braided leather cords that I held as the wind filled it and I let it out more. It wasn’t long before the canoe was racing across the top of the waves as we tried to keep ourselves on course.
We saw huge fish breach the surface many times but always behind us. It took almost nine hours before we reached the other shore and I was exhausted by then. We took the canoe apart and slept in the rocks on the shore. We woke to storm clouds and wind and ate as we started walking to warm up.
We turned south several hours later and stayed under the trees as much as we could. Strangely we didn’t see any of the larger predators and two days later reached the sonic barrier around the base.
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