A Life Without Destiny, Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“Oh my god! Guys wake up!” Darien yelled, immediately transforming into Tuxedo Masked to protect the girls.

“What’s happening?” asked a small voice from Darien’s right. Darien whipped around. Mina was getting up from where she had been sleeping. For a fraction of a second Darien had believed it was Serena.

“Darien what the hell is that?” Mina said with a little more urgency in her tone, “Correction what the hell are they!?”

Darien swiftly whipped his head back, almost cracking it in the process to see an entire pack of…what ever they were running faster in their direction. By this time all the girls had transformed, except of course Katrina who had no idea what to do.

“Katrina for the love of God transform!” Lita yelled at her as she readied her stance not taking her eyes off of the pack of animals.

“And how the hell do you propose I do that?” Katrina screamed back from the rear of the group.

“Didn’t Artemis say something about you being Sailor Earth?” Amy said taking her eyes off of her computer for a second. She was trying to get a reading of what the animals were but they were moving too fast for her to analyze.

“Yeah but I have no idea how to summon that power, I even have it!” Katrina yelled to no one in particular picking up a sharp rock in case they weren’t able to figure out a way she could help before the pack of animals made it to them, which didn’t seem probable.

“Just yell something that you think will work, it can’t hurt can it?” Raye said, trying to keep cool already readying the fire within her to be released.

“Fine! Ummmmm EARTH POWER!” Katrina yelled. Almost immediately she began to glow a light blue green. Her body was suddenly sporting her own uniform. Her bow and the out line of the uniform was a dark blue green. Her gloves were white with brown trims. She wore ankle boots the color brown with outlines of the blue green. Lastly her earrings were two tiny hoops one blue the other green both twisted with a light brown. Katrina could at once feel surges of power.

“Whoa,” was the only sound that came out of her mouth.

“Focus Katrina, the pack is nearing,” Raye said quietly still concentrating on the fire.

Ironic. I still have to tell our leader to focus. Raye thought. Raye was snapped out of her concentration when she heard a strange voice. Her first instinct was to look at the pack as they were the only things present besides themselves. But as the voice called out again she looked up to the hill where she saw a little girl.

“Toro! Come back! Where are you guys going!” the small girl shouted at the top of the hill apparently not noticing the Scouts mere meters away from the…whatever they were.

“Chantelle come back here you know your not supposed to let the wolves get that far,” The new voice seemed much older and was that of a man. Unfortunately, or fortunately, the scouts could not decide, the man had seen them.

“Who goes there? Is that you Wesley? Where have you been?” the man yelled clearly relieved as well as annoyed.

“My name is Darien, I am sorry but none of us here are named Wesley,” Darien shouted back to the man, “We mean no harm, but could you keep your…wolves was it? away from us?”

“I know no Darien’s, and I am the leader of this village. I know all males in the regions. Who are you really stranger?” the man said as he whistled for the wolves to stop who were less than five meters away from Darien. They ran back to the young girl called Chantelle.

“Daddy I don’t think they mean us harm,” Chantelle said quietly, so only her father could hear, “If they wanted to hurt us I think they would have done it by now. Look they are well armed, even if the majority of them are women. Maybe they can tell us what is wrong with Lady Jilles. She hasn’t been feeling well and acting peculiar. These people dress peculiar maybe they know the cure for Lady Jilles head hurt.”

John, Chantelle’s father, smiled down at his daughter and at her innocence. She was the perfect example of his beliefs, that a child looked a treated with love would only understand love and would therefore be loving. John agreed with what she had said. They may know what was wrong. They had send messengers to all the regions close by asking for doctors to look at Lady Jilles. They had said she was fine. As none of the villagers had said that there was anything that had happened the pervious night to her no one could determine what had brought on the sudden change. The only thing John could understand at the moment was that these strangers looked worn, dirty, tired and hungry. He had never been a man to refuse to help others.

“Fine, darling, I suppose there is no harm if we have more villagers.” John looked back to the strangers. If they tried anything the wolves could easily take them. At least he hoped so, for they looked strong, though kind.

”Darien was it? You look tired the village is only an hour’s walk from here; do you think you and your friends could make it?” John yelled his voice echoing for miles across the desert.

Darien looked to the girls. They did look tired. They had hardly eaten in so long and were al in dire need of rest and food. They girls caught Darien’s eyes. As he looked to each of them he saw approval to his inner decision. He hoped he was making the right one as he began to trudge up the hill. The girls following behind had all made an unconscious and unanimous decision. Darien was their new leader.

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