The Sixth Wild One
God Bless You
The Dreamer
I somehow managed to fall asleep again. It felt really good to sleep without having a fear of the shadows getting to me in my sleep. When I woke up again, the sun was piercing through the tarp of the tent. A little girl gave me breakfast and told me the Mystic would be back soon to ask me more questions about what happened to me. Sure enough, the same guy that took me here pulled away the tent flap and walked inside. He smiled to the others in the tent as he walked by. He kneeled down next to me and smiled.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"Better." I told him.
He smiled and stood up again. "C'mon. I'll take you somewhere to get you some new clothes."
I looked down and saw my clothes were badly torn. He helped me up and lead me outside. We walked into another tent not far from the tent I was in. He handed me new clothes and I quickly changed into them. I was now wearing a plain black tank top and black shorts with studs on the front pockets. He then handed me a pair of combat boots. Surprisingly, everything he gave me fit perfectly. He lead me back outside and we started walking closer to where the building ruins were. He once again smiled at everyone that said "hi" to him as we passed. We made our way to a small building, the only one that wasn't damaged. He lead me inside and up a staircase. He then stopped dead in his tracks at the top. On the sofa, were two guys wrestling eachother.
"Destroyer! Deviant!" The Mystic said. "Stop fooling around! We are the five most powerful people in the world, not five children in the camp. We must be professional about this!"
"Why should we?" the man with very poofy hair and a bandana said. "No ones watching us."
The Mystic stepped to the side. "We have a guest."
The two immedietly stopped what they were doing and stood up.
"Well then." The other man said. "Its very nice to meet such a beautiful young woman." He took my hand and gently kissed the top of it and winked at me. "The name's Deviant."
I felt the heat start to rise to my cheeks. I've always read that the Deviant had always charmed many girls.
"And I'm Destroyer." The other one practically jumped on Deviant's back to shake my hand.
"Destroyer, get the fuck off of me." Deviant said.
"To the kitchen my trusty steed!" Destroyer yelled and pointed to the other side of the room, and they were gone.
Sorry about them. They tend to get a little wound up every time we have time off from fighting F.E.A.R.. Here. Let's sit, and you can tell me as much as much as you can remember. I figured it would be more private here than the infimiry tent."
I nodded my head and sat down next to him on the sofa.
"Okay." I started. "It was dusk when my friend Marcus came into my hut. He just told me it was something about F.E.A.R. and I had to leave."
"Why is that?"
"I have this . . . gift. People thought I was weird because of it. I don't know how to fully explain it, but, its like . . . I can see what someone else sees. I can look into their thoughts, even take control of their bodies. My mom and Marcus were the only ones that truly knew about it."
"Okay. Go on."
"Marcus and I ran away from the camp and he stopped me right before the border to sector II. That was when he gave me the charm. That was also the last time I saw him and my mother. I ran through the night and that afternoon. I almost had an encounter with a shadow. I managed to get away unseen, but everything else after that was a blur. I know I was running for about two days before I ran into you."
The Mystic stood up and picked up a book off the table and sat down next to me.
"Are you sure that's everything?" He asked me.
I nodded my head and yawned.
"C'mon. I'll let you sleep in my room. Then we can get you a place to live."
We stood up and we walked down hallway. He rested a hand on the small of my back and lead me down to his room.
"Here we go." He opened a door and lead me inside. "It's not much, but, I've got a roof over my head." He reached up and turned on an oil lantern. "If you need anything, I'll be in the main room with Deviant and Destroyer."
I nodded my head. He turned down the light in the lantern a little and closed the door. I fell onto the mattress and fell asleep.
The Prophet
I walked up the stairs to the area the guys and I live in with Mourner and saw Mystic, Destroyer and Deviant talking.
"Prophet. Mourner." Mystic turned to us. "Thank god you're here."
"Why? What's wrong?" I asked him.
"I think I found the Dreamer."
I somehow managed to fall asleep again. It felt really good to sleep without having a fear of the shadows getting to me in my sleep. When I woke up again, the sun was piercing through the tarp of the tent. A little girl gave me breakfast and told me the Mystic would be back soon to ask me more questions about what happened to me. Sure enough, the same guy that took me here pulled away the tent flap and walked inside. He smiled to the others in the tent as he walked by. He kneeled down next to me and smiled.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"Better." I told him.
He smiled and stood up again. "C'mon. I'll take you somewhere to get you some new clothes."
I looked down and saw my clothes were badly torn. He helped me up and lead me outside. We walked into another tent not far from the tent I was in. He handed me new clothes and I quickly changed into them. I was now wearing a plain black tank top and black shorts with studs on the front pockets. He then handed me a pair of combat boots. Surprisingly, everything he gave me fit perfectly. He lead me back outside and we started walking closer to where the building ruins were. He once again smiled at everyone that said "hi" to him as we passed. We made our way to a small building, the only one that wasn't damaged. He lead me inside and up a staircase. He then stopped dead in his tracks at the top. On the sofa, were two guys wrestling eachother.
"Destroyer! Deviant!" The Mystic said. "Stop fooling around! We are the five most powerful people in the world, not five children in the camp. We must be professional about this!"
"Why should we?" the man with very poofy hair and a bandana said. "No ones watching us."
The Mystic stepped to the side. "We have a guest."
The two immedietly stopped what they were doing and stood up.
"Well then." The other man said. "Its very nice to meet such a beautiful young woman." He took my hand and gently kissed the top of it and winked at me. "The name's Deviant."
I felt the heat start to rise to my cheeks. I've always read that the Deviant had always charmed many girls.
"And I'm Destroyer." The other one practically jumped on Deviant's back to shake my hand.
"Destroyer, get the fuck off of me." Deviant said.
"To the kitchen my trusty steed!" Destroyer yelled and pointed to the other side of the room, and they were gone.
Sorry about them. They tend to get a little wound up every time we have time off from fighting F.E.A.R.. Here. Let's sit, and you can tell me as much as much as you can remember. I figured it would be more private here than the infimiry tent."
I nodded my head and sat down next to him on the sofa.
"Okay." I started. "It was dusk when my friend Marcus came into my hut. He just told me it was something about F.E.A.R. and I had to leave."
"Why is that?"
"I have this . . . gift. People thought I was weird because of it. I don't know how to fully explain it, but, its like . . . I can see what someone else sees. I can look into their thoughts, even take control of their bodies. My mom and Marcus were the only ones that truly knew about it."
"Okay. Go on."
"Marcus and I ran away from the camp and he stopped me right before the border to sector II. That was when he gave me the charm. That was also the last time I saw him and my mother. I ran through the night and that afternoon. I almost had an encounter with a shadow. I managed to get away unseen, but everything else after that was a blur. I know I was running for about two days before I ran into you."
The Mystic stood up and picked up a book off the table and sat down next to me.
"Are you sure that's everything?" He asked me.
I nodded my head and yawned.
"C'mon. I'll let you sleep in my room. Then we can get you a place to live."
We stood up and we walked down hallway. He rested a hand on the small of my back and lead me down to his room.
"Here we go." He opened a door and lead me inside. "It's not much, but, I've got a roof over my head." He reached up and turned on an oil lantern. "If you need anything, I'll be in the main room with Deviant and Destroyer."
I nodded my head. He turned down the light in the lantern a little and closed the door. I fell onto the mattress and fell asleep.
The Prophet
I walked up the stairs to the area the guys and I live in with Mourner and saw Mystic, Destroyer and Deviant talking.
"Prophet. Mourner." Mystic turned to us. "Thank god you're here."
"Why? What's wrong?" I asked him.
"I think I found the Dreamer."
You need to finish this plz
7/15/18