Post by jesse on Jan 17, 2006 19:32:07 GMT -5
Zack kicked a rock from the cove and into the shallow water. Ripples shown the aftermath as well as a small band of trout flying in all directions. He sighed and fell to his knees. His crash onto the island was not a soft one. The sharp end of his sword cracked off, countless bruses over his arms and shoulders, cuts along his neck and cheeks, and a scar running from his eye brow across his forhead to the edge the opposite side.
An oddly sized crab erupted from the sand and crawled onto the dead carcas of his companion. Zack kicked it off and stabbed it with his sword. He had fended off bigger and deadlier things already. And he could hear soft moans carried here by the winds. Zack checked his surroundings, lots of grassy plains. And in the distance he could see moutains. He decided to risk it and maybe meet some others on the other side of the moutain, it was worth the risk. There was safty in numbers. But as always, he'd have to use the elements of stealth the entire way towards his destination.
Zack scanned the boat for all remaining supplies: a pistol, three magazines of ammo, some rope, and a back pack of reconstuted food from the government. He took what he could carry of the food and headed off, leaving his fallen companions to rot with the over sized crabs....
An oddly sized crab erupted from the sand and crawled onto the dead carcas of his companion. Zack kicked it off and stabbed it with his sword. He had fended off bigger and deadlier things already. And he could hear soft moans carried here by the winds. Zack checked his surroundings, lots of grassy plains. And in the distance he could see moutains. He decided to risk it and maybe meet some others on the other side of the moutain, it was worth the risk. There was safty in numbers. But as always, he'd have to use the elements of stealth the entire way towards his destination.
Zack scanned the boat for all remaining supplies: a pistol, three magazines of ammo, some rope, and a back pack of reconstuted food from the government. He took what he could carry of the food and headed off, leaving his fallen companions to rot with the over sized crabs....