God help the outcast

He was still unsure how the three of them, well four now along with the very tall man
once he had a few cups of hot coffee called himself Rorqua, had been sucked into helping
this town. From what the girl had described, was a three headed dragon that spit green
fire. Kenneth wanted to run away but the damn redheaded bandit was keeping a firm hand
on his shirt-tails. He pouted as the two fighters discussed a plan of action, through
mind-reading and broken sentences as it would appear as he, the girl and the monk
watched from their places at the table.

“Need spears.”

“Harpoons.”

A head shake and the other sighed. “Between the two of us...”

A look at the still slightly drunk Orca and then a look at the snake.

“It could work. Need five.”

“Six.” The brunet cringed at the sight of a tooth when the blonde man spat it out with
some blood. For a man that can kill a small group of weasels with a single kill shot from
his gun to each head, he was pretty much weak when it comes to hand to hand combat.

“Six? It isn’t that overkill.” Netsuke leaned forward, blinking his amber eyes staring into
the slightly closed violet eyes, Smirking all the while.

Heaven stares at him and snorted. “Just wanna cover my ass. I don’t really care if you lot
survive. Sid wouldn’t be livable if I let this town burn to ground.”

Kenneth, again,. used to the Sid-talk just explain that Sid must be a figment of the
jaguar’s imagination that serves as his conscience. In other words, just accept the fact that
the man hasn’t tried to leave when he gotten feeling back in his legs yet. He quickly
looked away when the odd-eyed man looked at him with confused look. The name ‘Bart “
cut into the wood of the table seemed very interesting.

He wondered if Bart was a little guy or a big guy. Kenneth removed his gold-framed
glasses and dipped them in his cup of water before wiping them clean with the insides of
his sleeve. Bart wouldn’t have looked at him strange when he talked.

The snake blinked and looked back at the jaguar outcast. Violet eyes moved to look back
at questioning amber and shoulders shrugged. It take a mind reader to know that they just
agreed on something about the green-eyed clerk. Well he hoped that his boss sends
someone to take him back home so he don’t have to deal with rude men that didn’t say
their thoughts about him out loud.

“Are they always like this?” The wandering monk whispered behind the back of his hand
to the brunet. The other two was now drawing in crude sketches on backs of worn out
menus.

Kenneth had to think a bit and decided that he didn’t know either man well enough to
make any judgments other then they seem awfully close for people that tried to beat each
other’s brains out when they first met. Suppose that was how primitive men like Heaven
and Netsuke bond. Beat each other up and then develop a freaky mind thing where they
can just use facial expressions and eye movements to communicate between one other.

He doesn’t feel jealous over that. Nope not at all.


“I guess so. I wouldn’t know.” He answered back, once again focusing on the name,
‘Bart.’ on the table. Bart would be a better friend then these two any ways. They would
share the weird mind talking thing and they would so agree that cats and snakes were
stupid.

The blue-eyed man looked at the younger man, taking in his bowed head and sad
expression on his pale face. He ruffled the brown hair with a smile at the little whine and
chuckled at the attempt to fix the hair back looking very well groomed. “Come on, lighten
up. We’re about to face on a large monster and we may die doing so. So we may have as
well enjoy these last moments together.”

That just earned him a look of pure terror and watery eyes from the younger man. He
smiled and chuckled awkwardly and rubbed his tattooed finger against his cheek. This is
why he doesn’t do well with other people, he always wound up saying the really wrong
thing, imaginable.

“Well, I mean, don’t be sad cause I’m sure that we might not be needed to fight the large
green-fire spitting dragon the way these two got it plan. So cheer-up, buddy, cause it may
be just these two that die and not us.” He thumbed at the two warriors that were now
casting mean glares at each other, and very close to hissing at each other in mind as well
in voice. The girl that enrolled them all in monster-killing was itchy to just run away and
pack her bags to leave the town to the monster.

That just made it worse as Kenneth just quickly hugged both men and asking them to be
careful and not die. Netsuke and Heaven just blinked at each other with large confused
eyes.

Rorqua wondered if it was too late to back out of this crazy sideshow. and if there was
more coffee left in the pot. He had a feeling he may need it.

___________________

The jaguar sighed as he couched down on the rocky floor of the cliff of the canyon that
served as the town’s fort against enemies in the past during war times. Fingers restless
and legs just dying to move at the signal to jump behind the quick-made spear launcher.
Across the ravine, the snake was feeling the same restless at the side of his own launcher.
They don’t even know if these things would actually work like they suppose to but they
were only given a half a day to plan and to set everything up.

Well, Sid said that they may live after this crazy deal. If they do, he was going to kill
some snake for making them all agree to do this. For free at that.

And he wasn’t so sure about the new addition. The orca monk that only just proven how
much of a drunkard he was. And why was a monk drinking that heavily in a seedy bar any
way. Something just doesn’t add up about that man.

Two gun shots echoed in the air and the roars of the Hydra just forced every thought out
the window of the jaguar’s mind as he jumped behind the harpoon canon and released one
long wooden with iron hook tipped spear as soon as shimmy blue scaled neck came into
view.

The spears from both side of the canyon whistled through the air and amazingly hit their
mark, going through the flesh of the roaring Hydra. The chains that were hooked into the
shaft of the spears were anchored around the strongest looking trees they could find and
hoped it was enough to secured the beast just long enough.

The beast roared in pain, thrashing its three heads around along with the barbed tail. Each
men were fast moving, launching barrels of alcohol from catapults and breaking hard
against the heads and body of the beast.

“KENNY NOW!” He screamed as loud as he could as he and the monk gathered their
bows and arrows, lighting the straw covered tips with the fires they had made for the job.
They each fired all of the arrows they had. Watching the beast erupt in flames, screaming
in fury and pain as green fire spat at them.

Heaven grunted as he dodged and rolled away from a blast that was aim at him. He
looked up just in time to see the large tail coming in a full swing at the orca monk. With
honey blonde hair in his eyes, plastern from sweat of the fires and constantly moving
around, he rushed to throw the taller man out of the way. Only to be hit in the middle by
the tail and held on as it moved around and smacked his back into a rocky wall.

The jaguar coughed up blood, splattering the burning blue tail and over his shirt. Feeling
his arms and body burning from the flames and only stayed on thanks to the barb inside
his stomach and arms.

At the side of the watching woman, the one that was given the task of giving the signal of
the approaching beast laid Heaven’s pack from where she had taken the gun out of to use.
She didn’t know of the wrapped up stone inside. That now glowed brightly and pulsing in
tune with the dying heartbeat of the jaguar outcast.

Netuke didn’t stopped in his panic at seeing the blonde man enflamed and sticking on the
beast’s tail as it continue to whip round as the monster itself was burning alive and still
thrashing around trying to get free. Unlike Kenneth who was screaming in terror at the
sight, the snake moved to try to grab the man as the tail moved towards him. He grunted
out in fury at the near miss.

Rorgua was more lucky then he was as he grabbed a long sword that was used to cut the
ropes on the catapults and quickly sliced through the burning flesh and jumped to pull the
dying man off the wiggling bit of tail before forcing it over the cliff and quickly
smothered the still on fire man with his own coat, going, “shh, it’s okay. It’s okay, I got
you now.” over and over trying to calm the coughing man.

He chewed his lip, smelling the scent of burnt flesh and hair and prayed that the man
doesn’t long to suffer. The dark-haired man whispered a prayer to a God he longed
stopped worshipping but kept the act up out of habit as he cut away loose clothing, to
only find out that the deep wound in the man’s stomach was quickly healing over.

“What the fuck?” He blinked as he moved to check the arms and the rest of the body to
only see burning flesh turning pink then back to lightly freckled skin flesh. The skin
looked healthy and clean. Even places on the scalp where hair was burnt off were
re-growing honey blond hair. The jaguar stopped breathing so heavily and relaxed into
even breathing as he went unconious.

The orca looked up to see the beast finally going down with a earth-quaking thud as
flames kept burning over its dead body. Turning it into ash and black mark on the ground.
Then back to watching the passed out warrior and softly touched soft skin, feeling harden
muscles.

“Just what are you, my friend?” He spoke before using what was left of his coat to cover
the exposed torso and wondered more about the man and his origins.
----------------------------------------

(a/n: whoo action pack and something for yall to wonder about till next time. And to those that going naw none of that could of work in reality, BOO TO YOU! ITS MY FANTASY AND I SAY IT DOES)