User blog:GlintLock/New Life - Part 2

New Life - Part 2

Hey guys it's Vax here. I just want to say first how sorry I am on the tardiness of part 2. I know it's been more than a month since part 1 and you've been very patient with me so far and for that I say thank you. Now onto the story. Enjoy!

Hungry… Why? Why am I so hungry? My stomach growled at me as if to say “how the heck should I know!?” “Ugh…” I groaned, leaning against a tree for support. It had been only 4 days since I left home. I had no food left and I could feel the effects of hunger. I would have had enough food to last me at least a week, a week and a half. But it seemed that the raccoons in these woods weren't afraid of people, and likens to work together. Little jerks stole my food right out of my pack when I was sleeping! As much as I'd love to sit here and complain about it right now, I know I need to get moving. “If I can just make… to the next town…” I huffed exasperatedly, urging my legs to keep moving. As I trudged through the woods, I eventually came to a clearing. I decided to rest there for a moment. Placing my pack on the ground I laid my head on it like a pillow and stared up at the sky. I thought about what my parents might be doing right now, if they were searching for me or just trying to move on. Suddenly something brought my attention. I could smell…food? I sniffed the air. Yes, that was definitely food. It smelled amazing. I looked around frantically, searching for the source of that wonderful fragrance. I felt could feel as if there was something behind me, and I whipped around to see a closed pot sitting there. Was that there a minute ago? I looked around but I couldn't see anyone. As I came closer I realized the food I had smelled was in the pot! I dashed over and knelt down beside the jar and opened it. I saw inside that it was filled with honey. I savored the aroma. It smelled sweet and brought back fond memories of home. I sighed putting the honeypot aside. I tried not to think about home, about mom and dad, but somehow they always found a way into my head. I looked at the honey again. I'd be nice to have some bread though, I thought. My thoughts were disrupted by a rustling from above me. I looked up and I couldn't believe my eyes. Hanging from a branch just above my head, was a basket of bread. I stood up and blinked a few times. Where did this come from? I wondered. I looked all around me, but there was no trace of anyone nearby. I lifted the basket off its perch and inspected the contents. There were about four loaves of bread, and they were warm. These had been made recently. I should have inspected the bread further, but at this point I was too hungry to care. I ripped a chunk off the first loaf and bit into it. It was heavenly. I had never had bread so soft and fluffy. Before I knew it, I had already devoured the first loaf. I felt a little guilty but my hunger quickly overpowered that feeling. As I was about to dig into the seconds I had and idea. Grabbing the pot of honey, I tore off a piece of the next loaf and dunked it into the honey. I took a bite and I couldn't believe it. was so warm and sweet and just…amazing. I chewed slowly, savoring every bite.had never tasted anything like it before. I soon finished my chunk of bread and sat back against the tree. I felt rejuvenated. I jumped to my feet. “Alright! Let's go!” I told myself. I grabbed the last loaf of bread for the road. I considered taking the honey. But I didn't have any room on my pack with my guitar there, and there's no way I'm leaving that. I found myself at a road sign not too long after my meal. It said that the next town was 30 miles away. I groaned. “That's at least a 4 day trek…” I sighed exasperatedly. I was still worried about food though. That bread was good, but it wouldn't last long and I needed to keep my strength up if I was going to make it to the next town soon. “I guess I'll just figure things out as I go.” I said. “It's basically what I'm doing now anyways…” But over the next few days I encountered something really odd. Once every morning and once every evening I would find more bread. And at night there would be a jar of honey as well. I would have guessed someone was helping me but I couldn't figure out why, and if there was someone, they should show themselves. On the third day, when I found another basket in the evening I called out, trying to get the person to come out, if they were there. “Hello? Anyone there?” I shouted. “Uhh, thanks for the food. It was really good.” I added. There was no answer. I sighed. Looks like whoever was leaving this bread was feeling pretty shy. As I moved on the path seemed to get pretty steep and I had to be careful not slip and break my neck. When I was about halfway down I felt something wet splash the top of my head. I looked up and saw dark clouds looming overhead. “Oh come on! Really!?” I yell at the stormy sky. It thunders a response as if to say ’deal with it kid’. The rain began pouring down, soaking me almost instantaneously. Then, as if to reiterate, a bolt of lightning streaks down, striking a tree only twenty feet away from me. The tree exploded, sending wood splinters in all directions. When I looked back at it there was nothing but a smoking trunk and the thousands of wood chips surrounding it. Okay sky, I get the message. I hurried down the hill as fast I could through the rain. When I got to the bottom it seemed that my luck was beginning to turn around. Something had caught my eye and when I inspected it I found a cave that I could take shelter in. Quickly jumping inside I sat down to catch my breath, laying my pack next to me. I was drenched completely, even though I had only been in the rain a few minutes. I pulled my guitar off my pack and inspected it. I sighed with relief, there was no water damage. I don't know what I'd do without this thing. After getting out of my wet clothes and putting on dry ones, I picked up my guitar and began to play. I don't know how long I sat there playing my guitar. It must have been hours. I always seem to lose track of time when I play. When I finally stopped, I heard something that made my muscles tense up. I thought I heard someone's voice. I don't know what the voice said, but I could hear it come from somewhere behind me. I turned around, facing the dark tunnel of the cave. I got up and tried to make out anything in the darkness. Mustering my courage, I went into the unknown tunnel before me. The cave went on for a while, before I was enveloped in darkness. I couldn't see my own hands in front of my face. As I reached out in front of me, trying to feel for anything that might let me know where I was going,my fingers brushed against something soft. What was that? I couldn't tell, and I reached around for whatever it was, and grabbed a hold of something...soft, like...skin. Was this a person I was grabbing? “Hello? I said. No answer. “Anyone there?” I asked again. There was a very faint voice I could just barely hear, but I couldn't make out what it said. “What was that? I asked. The was a pause before someone right in front of me said “could you please let go of me?” It said. The was...a girls? Realizing i was still holding on to this person I quickly let go. There was suddenly a flash of light that temporarily blinded me. As my sight returned I could see a girl who appeared to be a few years older than me holding a lantern. I could see she was very pretty, and voluptuous as well, as I tried not to stare at her and focus on something else. As I looked her over I realized something very strange. There was something on her back. As I tried to see what It was I realized I had just been staring at this girl for who knows how long and was trying to now inspect her. I stood up straight. “Um...um...I uh...sorry about that.” I sheepishly apologized. She looked at me for a minute before she started laughing. “Don't be. I'm not surprised that you would've been staring at these.” I felt my face blush. I hoped to God that the darkness would mask my embarrassment, even with the light the girl was holding. Hang on a sec? These? Did she mean her breasts? I must've looked like a fish out of water as I floundered as fumbled to think of an apology or an explanation. But I quickly realized that she was motioning to her back. What had caught my eye earlier was the set of shimmering wings on her back. I took a step back. “What are you?” I asked, astonished. She frowned. “Don't you know? I'm a fairy of course.” She said matter-of-factly. I didn't know what to say. A fairy? What does that mean? Doesn't this mean that she's…a monster?!

Hey guys it Vax again. Now some of you after reading this entry might be saying 'But Vax, where's the Mamono I requested?' I have only one answer for you, whoever said they weren't just on the way? See you next time!