First off I would like to say that this is the second moc in a three- or four-moc storyline. Please check the first moc if you want to know why Qino wound up in the snowy heart of Bodus. Also, please note that this story is told in the first perspective.
We trekked on for several hours through the snow, laughing and congratulating each other on the good hunt . We might have noticed that we weren’t following our own tracks back to our camp. But I was too relieved that Natilus had survived and also too tired to notice. And the others all relied on me as their tracker.
I only realized we had taken the wrong path when it started to snow, and fog suddenly sprang out of nowhere. I had heard of a strange weather phenomenon like this where it suddenly became so white and foggy that you could not see your own nose. But, I had never experienced one and did not know how to react.
“Where are you!” I called.
“Over here!” Taur cried, but his voice was a lot farther away than I had expected and I could hardly hear him.
“Hey, here I am!” Natilus cried, from a different direction, and just as far away. I shouted, but I was almost sure it would be of no use. A heavy wind was now starting up, too, and I could hardly hear myself.
I heard Shcrazcss call out something over the wind, but could not understand. Then I turned away from the wind and walked where it pushed me, only hoping that it was the direction we had come from originally, and that the others would have the same idea.
I was exhausted when the wind stopped, despite the fact that I had enjoyed tailwind during the walk (which wasn’t actually that enjoyable). I was trudging slowly, having almost given up hope that I would ever find out of the ice-desert at the heart of Bodus.
“Who are you!”
I looked up at the call. There stood a man clothed in black, clearly distinguishable from the snowy background.
“Who are you!” the man in black repeated.
“I would like to know the same of you!” I called back.
“I only tell my name to those who give me their own” The stranger said.
“And I only tell my name to those who I can trust to keep it” I said.
“If you refuse to tell me your name, then it must not be worth speaking!” the man called.
My arrow was off so fast that I myself was surprised.
But the man had reflexes like lighting: He just leaned slightly to one side and the arrow passed him.
Then, even before I had time to compensate if my arrow had hit or not, I saw an arrow speeding towards me!
I swerved to one side, too, barely evading the arrow.
The man left no time for thinking: With one swish of his hand he had produced an odd chain with hooks on both ends and hurled it towards me.
I jumped out of the way, but forgot to pull my bow out of it’s path. It entangled itself in my weapon and ripped it from my hand.
I made my way towards my bow…
But the man fired another arrow. I barely had time to register that it came from a tiny crossbow suited more for sneaky attacks in the street than to combat like this. Only after thinking about this for a while, I would later come to the conclusion that he was an assassin. But for now, I again just barely managed to dodge the arrow.
I knew that I had to take out the crossbow. With one swift flick of my hand, I sent my dagger flying.
It hit it’s mark, striking the crossbow.
The man whipped out a short saber and ran towards me…
I reached my bow before he could reach me, and one swift shot took his hood straight off.
“ … “
“You are the very same one who recruited me to the outlaws as a Ronin!”, I cried.
“This isn’t over” the Grer hissed.
Then he turned his back to me. He started to walk away, then stopped and said one word: “Worsan.”
Then he made his way into the distance.
I stood there for a few minutes, thinking about my situation. I was stuck in the heart of an icy desert. The only person who knew the way out who I could follow was the Grer. Of course, I could look for my companions, but It was more likely that I would freeze to death or die of hunger first. No, I thought. My only chance was to follow this man.
Had I known how close I actually was to my friends, I might have looked for them instead…
Hope you liked it! And watch out for the third moc in the storyline! (Hint: It might also be my Universal challenge entry!)