Pyke...

[Zoolag]

Injin was getting tired and hungry. It had been 2 days since he last attempt to capture him. That is when he fell. As he staggered he fell against a tree and rested. Clutching his arm close to his chest. A breathed heavily and realised he needed medical attention if he was to be able to carry on, his arm was going infected and he was attracting flies. Which in a way made a constant food source, but theres only so many flies one creature can eat until you want something more...chunky, fleshy and generally bigger. He licked his lips and smelled the air. There had to be something injured in his vicinity. He smelled to the south and to the west...nothing. A low growl erupted from his stomach...and he realised he was going to die with out a decent amount of food. While he struggled to stand to his feet a gentle breeze circled around him, carrying a smell of blood. The smell invaded his nostrils and coaxed him towards it. He suddenly felt entwined by it and his stomach growled more, realising there was food around. His green eyes dilated and then focused...looking around to see if he could see his prey. He padded forward slowly, trying to judge the distance of the creature. His tongue tasted the air...
"At least half a mile and increasing" he thought to himself. This gave him the info that the creature was injured and mobile. A low growl came from his throat and he gave a sudden burst of speed. Arching his back and stretching out his tail like a Raptor. the pain in his arm suddenly died down as he came closer to the prey. Sniffing the air with each step he took. Decoding the smell. It was a large animal...big, muscly...possibly...yes, definate male. Moving to the right...he changed courses and pursude his prey. Weaving in and out of the tree's that blocked his way continuesly. Sometimes having to jump a log. Then he saw...the Slig. He had seen Sligs before, this was when he was a child. A hunting party of Sligs had come to the forest looking for Natives and other things they could shoot or exploit. He had watched as his bretheren tore them apart and toyed with them. Beating them with another Sligs limb...slowly eating them from the tail upwards. It had been easy, for they were small Sligs...barely capable of killing a Scrab without a decent assault weapon. Were as this creature he was approaching was massive. Its muscles could be seen from a fair distance. But his concentration wandered and he saw what was making the unconcious creature move. 3 Mudokons were dragging the heavy creature towards a small village. As more gathered to help the 3 Injin realised his chances of getting the creature in his state was close to impossible. But then he saw a creature in the distance...his eyes focused and zoomed in closer. Drool hung from his lower canine and then dropped to the floor. The creature was grey. And small stitches lined its eye lids. And by the way other Mudokons were acting around it...Injin could swear it was incapable of seeing. A smirk crossed Injins exhausted snout. His head got flooded with idea's...and his eyes focused. A low pleasent growl purred gently in his throat as he slowly skulked away into the distance...not straying to far away from the village.

[Zoolag]

Injin padded around the village keeping to a safe distance. His arm was now getting worse and he was desperatly in need of medical attention. He licked his lips and sniffed the air. His eyes widened as he realised another search party was coming for him. He turned and looked around...moving backwards towards the small village. Reptilian guards could be heard calling each other and telling each other info. Injin snarled and turned his head to the right, sniffing the air.

Injin: "3 on the right and...*Sniff-Sniff*...4 on the left"

A low growl climbed up his throat as he muttered these words. He could never take these creatures on in his current form. He looked around desperatly trying to find a decent place to hide...nothing. The tree's were a good place but he would easily be spotted by his own kind. He bent down and dug at the ground...too hard to bury himself. He then realised his only chance of survival from these creatures was to run to the village. Hopefully he could find some place to hide and stay away from their sights. He heard a call from one of the Reptilian guards, it was gruff and hollow. He turned his head to see one appearing out of the mound of bush's to the left of him. It looked directly at him and gently hissed. The sound emitting from its throat was soft and calming...Injin snorted and then turned and fled. He heard the claws of the creature scrape along the ground and its barks in the air to tell the others he had found Injin. Soon he heard the other creatures hissing and squealing as they hunted him down. Injin was panting and trying to keep his pace but the pain in his arm got stronger with each step and it was slowing him down. His back arched and his tail out streched he tried to pick up some speed. The others were already doing this streamlined run and gaining quickly. He slowly saw the village get bigger as he approached. Crashing through over growth and weaving through tree's he looked agile. But compared to his gaining counter parts he looked feeble. He turned and looked over his shoulder. There on his right was the guard, ever gaining on him and his red eyes meeting Injins. Injin gasped and turned back around in time to see a bear trap. It was well disguised but the eyes of a Reptilian are 100 X powerfuller to those of a Mudokon. He was too close to the bear trap to avoid it so he decided to do a little leap. He gracefully leapt in the air...being able to glide over it with hardly any contact. But the sudden jump meant that he might not be able to gain control as he landed.
"Thump"
His taloned feet touched the ground and he gently stumbled...and fell forward. His jaw hit the hard ground and the contact winded him. His arm had also hit the ground and now seared through his whole body, stinging and ripping at his pain recepters. He used his other hand to raise himself but was sharply knocked down by the creature in persuit. It had knocked him down with a nearby stick that it had picked up and now it wielded it like a sword as it walked to the front of Injin, speaking in its native tongue to him softly. (All this translated)

Guard: "Injin...what you doing...and why you doing it so? You run from you bretheren and kill one of us in the process...why Injin..why do you do so?"

Injin replied with a growl and looked around for a weapon he could use. Nothing. Then as the guard continued speaking he remembered the bear trap...not far behind him. He felt with his tail, trying to find the chain of the trap. With a glint in his eye he found it and slowly wrapped his tail around the chain and hurled it over his head. Hoping it wouldn't fall onto his skull and crush it. Luckily it didn't and instead head for the standing guard who was speaking but had suddenly stopped as he saw this contraption with teeth hurtling towards him. A astonished hiss left his mouth as he held his arm in front of his snout. The hiss was taken over by barks and squeals of cursing. He flung his arm around in the air as the teeth of the metal dug into his scaly skin. Drawing blood to the surface. Injin saw his chance and pushed himself off the ground with his good arm and his two back legs. He hurled himself towards the pained creature and connected his head with its stomach. The guard stumbled backwards and fell, hitting its head on the ground it still writhered in agony from the bear trap. Hitting it with its stick and biting down on it. Injin stood up and turned to see the other 5 guards running towards him. Where's the 6th he thought before he took off again. This time heading for the gates of the village. He heard the creatures calling and squealing as they stopped to help their comrade.
Injin was tired of running...he needed to rest.

Injin: "Helpkk...pleeezs...helpkk meeezz"

His communication was bad with these creatures and he steadily slowed down as he approaced the guards at the gate. The guards looked astonished to see this creature but immediatly took up hostile stances, holding their spears forward and calling for back up. Injin had no time for these creatures and snorted at them before dashing forward, weaving through their spears and getting into the village. As he entered he heard screams of terror and anger...but over all that he heard the screams of the 2 guards at the gate. He turned his head as he saw the 6th warrior searing into their flesh. Their spears had been broken and layed discarded on the ground while one of the guards got his throat ripped out. The other guard already dead...lying on the floor with its chest ripped open, bearing the rib cage. The creature hissed and stepped into the village. Injin cried out in dismay and then turned and once again screamed for help. He ran through the terrorfied crowd. Barking at some to get them to move as his pursuer moved forward deeper into the village. He stumbled and fell once again. Pleading for someone to stop him.

Injin: "Pleeeezzzz...helpkk me...he wilzz kilk me...pllzzzz"

He turned once again to see the warrior...closer this time. And he could see a white tattoo over his black body. It looked like some sort of eagle only simpler. Injin scraped his claws on the ground trying to get grip to move. Then he heard the hiss of his hunter. The hiss of pain and surprisement. Injin once again turned around to see a Mudokon guard behind the Reptilian. The guard held a spear that went straight through the Reptile and out via its heart (Chest) The Reptilians face was full of anger and hate...but the look of surprise was more apparent. And Injin looked...he looked at the marking on its chest that only that creature had...and as he looked the body fell. Closer and closer it fell to him as if it was going in slow motion...and then, blackness...

[Zoolag]

(OOC: Well this is the Q 4 sumbody 2 INTERACT!! Like hello...i am motionless...what, ant u guys at Pyke hear of a prison or sumwhere were u can hold peeps!!)

[Danny]

[OOC: well, i think my character may be about to need to do something, but i'll do a post as the Mayor, Cho'yo]

Cho'yo sighed. For some reason, no matter how fast the messengers ran, almost the whole population of Pyke seemed to reach anything interesting before he did.

"Excuse me, could you let me through, please?"

One of his guards cried out: "Let the Mayor through!" The crowd slowly parted, revealing an unusual sight. Lying prostrate on the ground at the centre of the crowd were two strange figures. They seemed like big lizards, basically. One looked dead, and the other not far from it, by the look of things.

"Alright, let's get them to the cells, where we can look after them!" The crowd stood around, for a moment, then hoisted the two bodies up, and carried them towards the town jail. As they went, Cho'yo snagged the arm of a passing mudokon. "Do you know where Olm is?"

The mud shook his head. "No, but I could find him for you."

Cho'yo nodded. "Thanks. Bring him to the jail." And the procession moved on.

[ August 19, 2001: Message edited by: Rettick ]

[Zoolag]

Injin woke up. His head was sore and he was hungry. Injin pushed himself up and looked around. His right arm was still broken and he was in severe pain if he moved it. A low growl erupted from his throat as he realised darkness surrounded him like a blanket. It seemed as if he was in a small shack, with little holes in the walls to let light and fresh air in. Slowly he stood up and looked out of one of the wholes. His slited pupil dilated in coming into contact with the light. His eye looked around through the hole and spotted a few villagers walking around. Some with spears and tomahawks in their hands. He growled again and backed away. As he did so his tail swished from side to side and he hit something soft and warm. He turned his head to were his tail was at that time and sniffed. The smell of another Reptilian flooded his nostrils and he realised he was sharing a cell with the creature that was hunting him. Although this was a shock at first Injin sniffed the air some more but did not smell life. He gathered up the courage and walked towards the body, kicking it and nudging it with his foot. The only time the body moved was when Injin made it. He sighed, relieved that he was not pent up with it when it was alive. He walked back to his side of the room and slumped back on it, sliding down. He snorted and listened to conversations going on, his nose twitched as he smelt the stale air. Then he heard a conversation that he realised was about him. It discussed details and mentioned black skin, green eyes and not responding. Injin realised they were talking about him and staggered to his feet. He waited patianly and the convertaion stopped.
He heard clicking and somebody mention a "Sedative" he did not know what this word meant and listened to see if he could get any clues of what this "Sedative" might do. But a sharp sting in the back of his neck interupted his thoughts and made his vision go blury. He snorted and turned his head to see a wooden tube disapearing out of one of the holes. Voices echoed in his head as he collapsed to the ground.

Voice: "Dr...it is anethaetised, you may go in and check it out"

Then...silence

[Danny]

Olm frowned. He didn't like to see patients treated like that, especially when it hadn't shown any signs of violence yet, but he accepted than the guards were a little on edge, having already lost two of their number to one of these creatures, and there wasn't much he could do to stop them if they wanted to keep this creature asleep. What really annoyed him was that they used their own unpredictable sedatives, rather than his, which were known to be more efficent and safer. Oh well...

He knelt at the creature's side. He could see already that there was nothing he could do for the other one, but this one looked mostly okay, only its arm was twisted awkwardly. Gritting his teeth, Olm reached down, applying some pressure to the elbow, and snapped the broken bones together. That done, he reached into his bag, taking out some bandages and wrapping up the arm so that it could set.

Standing up, he looked the creature up and down, and then crouched down to patch up a few small wounds, before stepping back to look the creature over. Nodding, he turned to Cho'yo and the guards.

"I've mostly patched it up, but I'd like to take it back to my hut to keep it under observation; there may be some mental stress that I can't see."

Cho'yo frowned. "Are you sure? Wouldn't it be better to keep it here where we can keep an eye on it?"

Olm's eyes narrowed. "No, I'd prefer it where I can keep an eye on it."

"But that one there killed two guards!"

"Yes, but that one there is already dead, and won't be killing anyone else." Olm frowned again. "Has this one done anything?"

There was discussion behind Cho'yo, then one mudokon child piped up. "He asked for help."

Olm smiled. "So I'm going to give him it. Besides, I have another patient to look after at the same time. Now help me to carry him!"

The guards looked to Cho'yo, who nodded. Moving forward, they hoisted the lizard up and Olm led them back to his hut.

[ August 19, 2001: Message edited by: Rettick ]