Write about desertion.
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Blinking hurts, breathing hurts, and all I can think is “ouch”. Being stranded in Antarctica is just about the worst thing imaginable. My helicopter crashed two weeks ago, and I am the only survivor. Boy, am I hungry. Though that was sort of sudden, I could not resist. I am so very hungry. The only food I have eaten since the crash was 3 fish, and more ice and snow that could fill the whole continent. It’s so painful just to think about eating again. I have tried to phone the nearest place that has a phone, but, alas, I get no reception out here whatsoever. I think I am going mad as I am calling over and over again regardless the fact I know there will be no one that answers. Something tells me I won’t be alive for much longer If things keep going like they do now. Even if I live, only half my body will truly be alive from all my frostbite. Enough negativity, I must stay positive. I will live. There is no exception, no excuse, I will live no matter what it takes.
Marro had never had such a hard choice to make in his life. His pack had stuck together through thick and thin, and survived the hardest situations. He had trusted each member with his life, but that had changed. Two weeks ago, a few members in his pack started to become different. They had become more bloodthirsty, when before it had only been “kill what you need to survive, and no more”. Several had questioned the alfa, whose name was Gard, and several times, Gard had made choices Marro didn’t agree with. Once, the pack had crossed a farm, and the farmers had seen them. Gard told the pack to attack the humans, and while they did as he’d asked, several had later told him that he should have let them kill them too. Marro had thought they’d been too hard as it was. And now, he was facing the question of desertion…..
He was running, and already out of breath. He heard the howling of wolves behind him, and Marro knew that his pack had caught his trail. He’d left the pack a week before, and once Gard had realized what Marro had done, Gard had sent the pack after Marro’s scent. Desertion wasn’t taken lightly in his pack, and Marro knew that if he was caught, his life might be in danger. At the very least, he’d become an omega wolf- part of the pack, yet not. He could not hunt with the pack and he could not eat prey caught by his pack, and yet he would still be forced to stick with them- to catch his own food, to find his own place to sleep, to obey Gard’s every order immediately and without question.
Marro could not afford to return to Gard’s pack, and not just because he didn’t want to be an omega wolf. He needed a new pack. One he could trust. So he ran. And he ran for his life.
“He’s not coming back, Jade. Just let it go,” Erick said sharply. Savannah shot Erick a glare then looked at Jade who sat in front of the fire holding her knees. She had been sitting like that, frozen in place since Aydnn left the disturbing note for her that morning. “I’m sure he had a good reason. Maybe he went ahead to find help,” Savannah suggested. Erick smirked, “Aydnn? Get help? Not likely.” Jade closed her eyes tight, trying to keep the tears back, “He’ll come back. He always does,” she whispered.
“Not this time, Jade. This time is the exact thing I warned about since the beginning!” Savannah kicked Erick in the shin. Jade opened her eyes, the fire coming even more alive in them than it sitting in front of her. She then got to her feet, much to the surprise of her companions, and brushed the dirt off her pants, “We’re not getting anywhere just sitting here. Let’s get going,” she said.
Savannah smiled, “That’s the girl I know!” she exclaimed. Erick sighed as the girls grabbed the few things they still had then they all ran out of the cave and into the sun light.
I was left standing there, all alone. Blood dripping down my cheek, mingling with tears of anger and pain. To them I was only a weakness, a weak link in the chain. I was so easily broken, so easily defeated. They saw their chance and they ditched me. I couldn’t blame them. I was worthless in battle. I could contribute nothing to my tribe. So why should they keep me? My mother and father, my own family had disowned me. I was bitter and hurt. I searched for days, trying to find a way to relieve myself of the pain of desertion. I never knew I could grow so strong just be being hurt. I laughed at their screams, and danced with the flames as I watched their village burn down. How could they be happy when I was so sad? I would not let that be. They were doomed to suffer and cry as I suffered and cried. They were the same kind of people who attacked my tribe. They were the ones partly in fault for how my tribe abandoned me. And they would burn together with my weakness.
As i regained consciousness i felt the heated dirt beneath my head seeping into my scalp. I slowly opened my eyes. They felt swollen and they ached. As i pushed myself up from the coarse ground i saw a blazing ball of fire glaring at me. The sun. It was extemely hot and my mouth began to throb. I got up little by little, taking my time. My body was bruised all over and i was weak. I started to walk around what looked like a dessert, and tried to recall what led up to this point. Thats when it all came back to me. I was desserted. There was no time to cry and relive how mistreated i had been i wouldnt allow myself to indulge in such things… I had to keep my focus on surviving. A few hours had passed and i could no longer take it. I had no supplies and no water. I was slowly fading with each lathargic step i took upon the sizzling ground. Thats when i heard a voice behind me. “You!” i screamed, with repulsion. I didnt have enough energy to run and smack him across his decietful face. ” liara, i brought water! Listen you dont understand! But im here to save you!”
I grimaced as i stood there fighting to live and fighting my pride. He just stood there holding the water canister in front of my face.
” by the time im finished drinking this, you better be done explaining!” i said as i yanked the canister out of his hand.
“Come on i will take you to a safe location i have a sand raider a few yards back.”
As the cool water slid down my throat i felt my body begin to bounce back. Without another thought i jumped high into the air and swung my leg across his face. He fell back instantly and gasped out for air as he hit the dessert surface.
“What’re you waiting for?”
I said peering over him.
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