[Sl'askia]

Spider knew it would be damn near impossible to look inconspecuous in a place like Pyke. After all, who wouldn't notice a Big Bro like creature with spines on his back and an odd looking set of pants?
The village had mostly muds living in it, but it had a few sligs as well. It was the sligs Spider was worried about, as they are the ones that would most likely reconize him. So far so good though, even with the odd looks he was being given; some even shied away.
At least they're not shootin' at me... Spider thought as he looked around.
A couple of mud kids stopped in front of him and looked up at him curiously. Spider looked down at them and smiled. The kids then ran off laughing and playing.
Ah kids Spider thought, still smiling Not a care in the world, completely oblvious ter the dangers the world can bring...if only...I could relive those days myself.
Spider frowned as he remembered his past. He did live a fairly carefree life during the first year of his life, all thanks to his creator, Bastek. He was the one that showed him what life really was like, and had taught him so many things. The other Vykkers only saw him as a mere lab animal, but Bastek showed him that he was something more, something special.
But that was all before Bastek's murder and after that...Spider's life went straight to hell.
Spider quickly shook himself off memory line; he didn't want to remember the torchures he endured before his escape, and he started walking again.
Suddenly he felt a pull, not a physical one..but rather a mental one.
What the frag? he thought, he never felt anything like this before. He shook it off and kept walking.
//Spider\\ a faint voice said in his head suddenly and he felt the pull again. This time there was a sense of urgenticy with it and Spider couldn't help but look in the direction it was pulling him toward.
He saw a group of muds building a new roof on one of the huts. The kids he saw earlier were playing very close to it.
They shouldn't be playin' so close... Spider thought wearly, What if...
As if on cue...one of the main roof beams came loose and started sliding at a fast pace right toward the kids. Spider didn't hesitate...he ran toward them and rammed the beam just before it hit them, causing it to just miss the kids.
"Ooouuuccchhh..." Spider groaned as he rubbed his shoulder, "I'm goin' ter have a bruise there tomorrow...." He looked down at the kids, who where huddling all together shivering in fright. "Its ok little ones...that nasty beam won't try ter hurt yer anymore."
The kids laughed and jumped up onto Spider, hugging him.
"Hey now...don' smother me." he laughed.
"Thank Odd you were nearby." one of the adult muds said, "We didn't notice the kids there..."
"I shudder to think of what would have happened if you weren't..." another said.
"Don' mention it." Spider said with a smile, "I'm always happy ter help when I can."
Spider looked around at the crowd of thankful faces. Looks like I'm off on a good start. he thought happily, But...what was that voice I heard? Or rather who...?