Lava World

Chapter 2

Brad looked around. He pulled up his pants and stood up. Big trees were growing around him and grass were wet with dew. Brad was confused. After the Fire Giant festival, there were no nature growing, just rubble, ash, or mountains that are ice-cold. Brad fixed his baseball cap and pushed through the bush. Brad got out his laser-pistol, strapped around his waist, and held tightly onto it. Who know's what lies ahead of him? Animals chirped and sang, while the sun grinned down at the forest. Brad breathed in fresh air. Much better then a world filled with smoke and lava, punching his lungs. After having a hike around the seemingly endless forest, Brad set up camp. He decided to make home in a cave, not wasting energy for other stuff. He built bed out of some dry leaves and poorly mad a blanket from leaves. He built a fire and huddled close. Tears formed in his eyes. Sure, it was awesome to find somewhere where there were nature, peaceful and calm, but he really missed his teammates, even though he shouted at them everyday. Brad lay down on the leaves, and questions filled his mind. Was he ever going to get help? Where was he? How big is this forest? The questions filled his mind and soon he was fast asleep, dreaming of ice-cream or something.

Ham woke up and went down the stairs. Fists was changed, and stood in the backyard, hitting sandbags. Ham got on his apron, and whoosh!Delicious meals appeared. A.P.P just went out of her room, and sat down at the table. After they finished they lay on the couch watching TV. Fists then thought out loud "Has anyone seen Brad today?" They all exchanged glances but shrugged. "Who cares. At least it's way better without him" A.P.P replied, not taking her eyes of the game she was playing on her tablet. "True" Ham said before stuffing handfuls of sausages inside his mouth. The team slouched on the couch, ignoring every thought about Captain Big Man.

Brad woke up. He was incredibly hungry. He checked his red jacket and his yellow bag that he never lets go of. He checked. He found two toothbrushes, two hair ties, a whole pack of tooth paste, a pocket knife, a full water bottle, five tins of beans and a med kit. It was okay, but it wouldn't last long. He drank half of the bottles water and ate some beans. He grabbed his pack and headed down into the forest, seeking food and water. It wasn't long before he found a lake, with some duck and moose around him, grazing peacefully. He tasted the water. Okay. It was sweet. He filled up his bottle of water and grinned at the animals, getting out his pocket knife. After some bloodiness and loud squealing noises, Brad cleaned himself up and went into his cave. He got a moose and four ducks. That would last him a month at least. He sharpened the antlers and made a sharp pointy tip. He attached it to a strong, sturdy stick, tying it with the hair ties, and made himself a sword.He did that to the second antler as well, and made sheathes out of the skin of the moose. Brad felt more comfortable with a weapon by his side. He put the weapons inside his bag, loaded his laser pistol, ate his roast duck, and fell asleep.