well i was practically writing the sequels (yes you heard me, there will be another one after this on
) at the same time! heh, This one will take a while though, as the connects heavily with Teals fics
. Anyway, here's chap 2, with chap 3 coming up VERY soon
Chapter 2
Spider was tossed around relentlessly in the water, getting slammed painfully up against rocks and logs. He had tried several times to grab on to a hanging vine or one of the floating logs, but without success. After quite some time, the river finally dumped his broken and battered body on the bank. Barely conscious, he dragged himself a little bit away from the river edge. One arm was broken though, so it was difficult. He coughed painfully a few times and collapsed, falling unconscous...
Scrawny had tried to follow Spider from the river edge, but the water was moving too fast and he had quickly lost sight of him. He moved on anyway, as fast as his old body could take him. It wasn't long before he went into another coughing fit and he collapsed exhausted.
What's the use? he thought sadly, tears welling up in his eye,
Not even he could have survived that. Oh Odd he was still so young, why didn't you take me instead?
He knew that as alone as he was he didn't stand a chance of surviving on his own, due to his age and his current health. A chilly breeze came up, making him shiver. He curled up into as tight of a ball as he could, in an attempt to keep warm, but he knew without Spider to help keep him warm he was most likely to freeze to death that night. With a sad sigh of acceptence of his fate, he fell asleep, not expecting to wake up again....
Spider woke up some time later. It was starting to get dark now and he wasn't sure if he would survive the night as badly injured as he was. A broken arm, several cracked and broken ribs, one eye swollen shut, and numorous cuts and laserasions. He gave a short whine of despare and ended up having a painful coughing fit. He tasted the iron taste of his own blood in his month, and tears welled up in his eyes.
I don' wanna die..he thought,
not when my new life is only just beginning...
He struggled to keep himself awake, fearing that if he blacked out now, he would never wake up again. Then he thought he heard voices nearby. Desperate and not caring who it was, he called out for help. Another coughing fit followed and he blacked out...
[ May 28, 2001: Message edited by: Dragadon ]