Survive (Discontinued)

Chapter 39: Mikal's P.O.V

After going to their hideout I realized two things. One, their basis of living was by the need to protect their family. Two, loyalty is key for this situation.

"Hey, Oko?"

"Yes Mikal?"

"What happens if we all die?"

"Then the next line will take our place." Oko replied. Oko is the guy who had the flaming red hair.

"Who's in the next line?"

"Klep. Alko. Meshal. Toko." He said the first names without any emotion but when he finished the name of Toko his eyes brightened and he smiled.

"Who's Toko?"

"Toko is my son. I fine person..." but his voice trailed off and his gaze darkened.

"What is it?"

"Oh... nothing..." yet again his voice faded.

"Tell me what's wrong before I loose control and get mad."

"Toko is a good hearted person, yes, but because of our family line he will have to fight. No matter what I've done I can never seem to find a way to get him to be mean. I once tried to get him to step on a beetle but he refused. After fighting for a few minutes on the matter he picked it up and walked away. For some reason, my squad can kill and strike without fear but our children just want to be free of this fighting. Only Toko's twin sister what's to fight. She is better and more skilled then Toko but because he is the son and the first born he has to fight on his own."

"Wait, is he better at long range fighting or close range?"

"Neither."

"Is he stealthy?"

"I don't know what you mean."

"Is he broad shouldered?"

"No."

"Is he tall?"

"He's medium height."

"Is he skinny?"

"Define skinny."

"Less than this." I held my hands apart for about seven inches.

"Yes, I would even go as far as to say the kid is scrawny."

"Well then, is he quite?"

"When he walks normally, if you aren't careful, you can't hear him. His footsteps are so soft and silent he's snuck up on me a many of times."

"How good is he at hiding?"

"Well, when he was younger he would play hardcore hide and seek with his siblings. I have six kids, besides that though, they would all carry a bag of food and water with them. When they would play, Toko would bring a bag with enough food to last for five days. They would play and he would be picked to be seeker. Given his quite nature he could easily sneak up on them but besides that, he's always had a natural tack for tracking. He would make a skilled hunter. But no, most of his family is pushing him to be a fighter, they don't realize that he shouldn't be. He's too weak to fight and he doesn't have the manual ability to kill."

"That's where you're wrong. From what I can gather, your son would be a fine killer. One of the best if trained properly. You're a family of Skullians, right? I presume your the body people."

"Yes, my family is Skullians-Brawler Class."

"You're son isn't though. I believe your son is Skullian-Tracking Class. He can find and kill swiftly with our silence. I would like to meet him, if that's okay with you."

"Sure, I was heading to my house anyway. Where were you going?"

"I just wanted to meet up with someone I knew." I replied and Oko glanced at me curiously.

"You're definitely a strange one, Mikal. I hope at least one of your children grow up and become like you."

"Trust me on this one, no you don't." I said and we both laughed. We walked to his house and it was surprisingly mediocre. It was made from brick but the inside was mainly just white and black. Simple but there was a massage of order laced within.

"Hello father, welcome home." A young girl around the age of five said.

"Hello sweetie, go find your mother and tell her I want to talk to her."

"Okay." The girl said cheerfully and scampered off.

"Well, this is my home." Oko said and a women wearing green walked towards us.

"You called?" She asked and skeptically looked at me.

"It's okay honey, he's a friend." Oko said and suddenly she seemed nicer. She hadn't said anything but she suddenly appeared nicer.

"Oh, well then, excuse me for my formal attitude, I'm Oko's wife, Maru."

"That's a pretty name." I said and Oko glanced at me suspiciously. "What, have you ever met someone besides her that has the name Maru?"

"No... but still..."

"Are you jealous because I said her name was pretty. I've got a wife you know." Oko's face went slightly pink and he just looked at me.

"I like this one." His wife said and then Oko's face became even redder.