The Black Cat

Chapter 20 Glass Amber

Stereotypes are terrible.

Over the last few days, I've fallen and landed on anything but my feet. Though out of all those times, I did not feel as worse as I did when I fell out of the plane or jet or what ever you call it.

I fell down miles and had my fall broken by four branches, one hill, a patch of sharp rocks, and a poisen ivy bush. Oh yeah...something was broken.

"Hey!" I hissed looking up in a tree. "Come over here."

A soft snicker rumbled through the broad leafed tree tops. "Oh I see doll. You're in a spot of trouble?"

I snarled. "You're just sitting there!"

"Oh then...insult me if you wish." The voice went off to snickering agian and a deep yawn echoed through the empty forest. Along with the yawn heavy footsteps started going away from me.

"Hey! You-...I'm sorry, just help me!" I winced when I shifted my back legs as I tried to stand.

"Help you?" Yet another annoying snicker filled the air. "Why should I?"

Not that I could see that far, I tried my best to at least see who I was talking to. All I caught was a black or brown tail. "Sir," I said once concluding it was male, "I will die if you don't."

Now a deep laugh filled the air and some where near me, I heard a small whimper.

"Why would that affect me? I'd eat you either way."

I shifted nerveously. "What are you?"

The broad tree leaves shook as the creature stood up.

"I'll give you a few hints." The black tail flicked into sight and I saw it was black and orange. "I'm big...and bad. Guesses yet?"

I stopped moving and threw myself on my side. I was instantly more relaxed and at ease. "Obviously a lemon in the limelight. A shy birdy who can show its face."

"Birdy?" A heavy thud in front of me made me lift my head. At the mere sight, I felt like my heart exploded. A giant white, orange, and black Bengal Tiger stood in front of me triumphantly. "Scardy birdy? No. But now you took all the fun out of our game." He sighed.

I pushed back in the ivy bush, getting deeper in it. Through all the complicated stems, I could see his brilliant, bright amber eyes and they were fixed on me.

"Say I do help you little one." The tiger moved forward and glared at me. "What do you have for me?"

I shook my head and broke eye contact with him. "I have nothing for you."

The tiger sat and stared at me. "Then what's stopping me from eating you?"

I pushed back more and felt something sharp stab my tail. I hissed and whined in pain. The tiger's eyes never left off of me. I tilted my head back and let all the pain wash away. Only in this position did I feel at ease.

"Nothing then."

I shut my eyes as I imagined my room in my abandoned house. It's quiet and warm. No loud sounds or disturbances.

I smell food suddenly. Like a barbeque. It smells fresh though...like right in front of me.

The neighboors must be cooking agian like how they normaly do in the summer. Hamburgers, sausages, and steaks...the fresh smell.

No. Something must be burning. They left something on the grill. It's not fresh anymore. It's not controlled. It's fire. A large fire...

I opened my eyes and immediately gasped. Doing so ripped out all the oxygen from me and left me in pain. I couldn't breath anymore. I squeesed my eyes tight and curled into a ball.

Above the world to so high, a loud screaming of a heavy objected came hurtiling through the tree tops and crashed into the earth.

My body was propelled into air and caught onto something sharp because it dragged me through the air quickly.

The air around turned sour with fuel gas and I opened and closed my eyes to see what crashed.

A good mile away was half a plane sticking out of the ground and it was there for a couple seconds until a loud deafening explosion filled my ears. I didn't hear anything after that.

When I looked up to see what exactly was happening, all I saw were two glass amber eyes...and a burning forest.