The Last Guardian

The Healing

The nurses were all surprise to see how fast the boy was out of bed. It has only been two days since the creature arrived bringing him back. Most of the boy's color had returned but they told him to stay in bed. However the boy protested saying he needs to yank the spears out of Trico. The boy also said that he needs to feed Trico too.

"Feed?!" The nurses scuffled, "Start by feeding yourself instead of that beast. You look like you haven't ate in days!"

The nurse asked about the boy's tattoos, if he ate anything the whole time he was gone, if he slept for a night, and if he did or had anything healthy at all. The boy only gave short, quick, yes or no answers.

On one morning in particular, the boy snuck out and ran to Trico. "Here! See if you like this," He offered Trico a fish. He knew that wasn't what he was use to eating but the boy can't just go feeding him humans. Trico ate the fish but shook immidently afterwards.

People startes to wake up to see the boy petting Trico. Trico was purring and rubbing himself up against the boy. Who was also laughing and smiling.

The chief dressed in white walked quickly over to them, "Binjola".

The boy looked over as his name was called.

"Do you have any idea how dangerous that thing is?!"

"Trico isn't dangerous," The boy, Binjola, relpied.

Everyone was crowding around the beast again but Trico didn't care. There was no spears, no weapons. His companion climbed up him and started to pull out the spears that had still remained in him. Then Binjola would rub the wound.

A noise uproared and everyone paniced, "What was that?!"

"His stomach. He's hungry." The boy answered calmly.

Curiosity took over the humans. If the beast was friendly toward the boy and didn't bite when the chief petted him, then maybe he isn't that vicious.

"What does it eat?" A villager asked taking a step closer to them. Trico looked over at the adult and tilted his head.

The boy was at a lost for words for he now knows that the barrels have humans inside. That or the barrels were rewards for bring humans to that place. Although if he says barrels then the villagers might feed him regular barrels. That wouldn't work...

The boy stated that he didn't know how to describe it. He did say that there wasn't any at the village though.

"We don't have food for it?"

"No."

"Then the beast is just going to starve?"

Binjola didn't like the sounds of that. He didn't want Trico to stave to death. But he didn't have any glowing blue whatever-you-may-call-it barrels. Trico didn't seem to like fish a lot either.

Although Binjola first had to make sure Trico didn't bleed to death. He jumped off his companion and ran off back to the hospital. Everyone stared at him as he ran. Soon later, He returned with a lot of bandages.

The villagers tried to catch him to stop him but due to the skill of judging those gaurds back at that place, Binjola judged right by. Once he past everyone he knew he was in the clear. Everyone else was still scared to approach Trico. Including the chief, who had already petted him.

The boy patched Trico up, "There Trico. Now you can heal too."

Trico responded with a little roar, one of agreement. Then he bite the boy's shirt and brought him closer to him before pressing the boy up against his chest with his head.

The boy started laughing, "Trico are you hugging me?"

The villagers just watched in awe as the man-eating beast is cuddling up against a boy. Most whispered among each other about the future and how things will turn out.