Two Moons, One Earth

Ch7: Taking It Out On A Basilisk

This music piece on the side is a really happy one, you'll figure out why later! So read on! And Enjoy!

I choked on my own spit. *Cough, cough* I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.You got to be kidding me. "Me? Love, like him~?" I was talking to myself.

You got to be joking yourself Percy. You can't really love him? Can you? I don't know. But we'll find out soon enough. Time will tell.

I heard the sound of crunching leaves behind me. I whip around, to see something dark, long and slithery like. I take a step back, afraid it might attack. My white combat boots were at the edge of the rock now, the thing, slithering slowly towards me. I took one more step back, daring myself to go just a bit farther back.

But I was so dead totally wrong to make that move. My boots had less friction than I had thought, therefore, slipping was it's only choice for me.

Inches, just inches was I before the water below. I did not fall. I looked to see who my savior was. Noellen! Noellen hissed at the black figure just before the rock, that had tried to attack me. It retreated, leaving a scarred path from it's slithering.

"You okay?" Noellen pilled me back up, swatting invisible dust here and there off of me. "Yeah. But what are you doing here?" I ask and answer. "What do you mean? I was here the whole time. Just farther down the river." He pointed where he was earlier.

I gulped, and asked "You didn't hear anything I said right?" I was afraid that he might have. "Nope! It's safe, whatever you were saying." He made a no-motion with his arms. "Let's head back to camp shall we? I'm sure Aaron's worried-not." He picked me up and swinged me down, setting me down on the ground when off the rock.

"What was that thing? I figure for it a snake, but it was much too large for it to be one." I asked, staying pace equal to Noellen. "You have sharp eyes, sharp senses. It's an basilisk. Connor could controll a few of them, but not me. He was one of the vampires who did have special powers. I'm not too sure that I myself have any." He resumed to being quiet as we entered camp.

The fire blazed low now, with no one to tend it's flames. Aaron had his back to us, surely not wanting to talk. I didn't either. I sat near the fire, sitting, curled up, and resumed to my thinking earlier.

Morning had come quick, as I did not have a dream in that two hour sleep, but I slept soundly. I was the first to wake up. Good time to wash up, while their asleep. I snuck pass them and went to the stream nearby.

One by one, I stripped of my clothes and hung them on a nearby branch that leaned out towards the center of the stream. I sat and soaked in the deepest part of the stream. Washing myself with my hand, my hair tied up, I calmly listened as Nature woke up to it's duties. Birds singing a song, bees doing chores, cicadas slowly masking their chirps, fishes swimming to and fro, and the Moon lighting the rays for light.

Then, something disturbed the peaceful pattern of Nature music, it was a fate pounding of wings, louder than the bees' buzz but faster than the fishes frolicking to and fro. I heard it getting closer and closer. Straining my ears to hear, I slightly leaned forward, my upper half body out of the water. One hand was over my breast, even though they weren't extreme and humongous size, they were enough to see a difference when I was wearing clothes. The other hand was cupped in a ear to try to hear better for the sound.

Than *Swat!* I felt something crash into my face at the speed of fluttering lightning. I fell backwards into the stream, full body in water except my head. The flow of the stream errupted for seconds, then resumed it's pattern. "Oh my! I'm am so sorry!" A small squeaked voice came about. The thing that had crashed into my face, was now fluttering about. It was a fairy!