Chapter 5: Chapter 5

5 Years later
'I would have preferred to have been a fire bender, their destructive power would have been really appreciated right about now'.
I'm wearing a primitive gas mask made of bone, leathers, and the remainder of my former hammock on top of a large hill over looking a tall grass valley below. My long white braided hair dangle past my waist above my knees. Gold and silver coins clink together at the end of them. Steam and smoke flow out of a large leather water sack from my hip, cascading down the hillside. On my back is my best attempt at making a bow and arrows, they are made from bone, branches bent into an curve, and what remaining threads I could find, 'watching a lot of ancient warfare documentaries really helped with this one'.
'some would say my methods of warfare would violate a code or 2 of some convention somewhere, but after you wake up in the night with a rat spider on your face, you start to make compromises.'
Inside is a soaked mixture of colorful mushrooms, poisonous mice frogs, and paralytic plants. As a dense fog floods the valley below, I began tipping arrows into a smaller leather waist satchel. Readying arrows tipped in poison I waited for what was in the tall grass to come out. A huge 4 arm twin headed silver back ape emerge with red swelling eyes and roar twice from the tall grass came charging at me. I peppered shot after shot at it, before turning around to lead it along a jungle path. I nimbly vaulted through the jungle floor occasionally fire shots behind me as the twin ape barrel through any obstacle in it's way.
Reaching a clearing, I turn around to face the Ape. Placing my palms together I began to take a certain martial stance and went into the first form. Steam and smoke encompass the area. The twin ape tried to escape only to discover thick vines covering the entrance. With a silent pass a spray of blood gushed out of the apes cut ankle causing two roars of pain from it. The twin ape began to attack randomly in the thick fog, quickly falling over due to it's leg injury. Another pass and the apes back knee tendons were cut gushes of blood spraying out the wound. Only the sounds of jingling coins can be heard in the smoke.
"whare-". was the last thing one ape head sound made as a log trap crushed it to a mangle mess causing the rest of the ape to fall over.
'did it just say something?'
The ape laid on it's back breathing the poisonous smoke and bleeding out. The last thing it saw was a white hair boy about 8 or 9 years old, barely wearing any clothing, a fur loin cloth, shin arm guards, and a woven leather neck bracer. His body was a dark tan cover in various scars from head to toe and his pair of vivid green eyes staring down at him.
"plaes-". Was the last thing it utter as a bone 'spear' plunge into it's head, killing it.
'hmm, did it just speak?'
Was the last thing I thought before going towards a nearby river. Veins of my body begin to bulge, as I struggle to drag the 500 pound ape harness to me to the waters with tree vines, then strapping wooden floats, to each of its limbs before pushing the body into the river. I followed down the river after stepping onto a self made wake board leisurely gliding down the water. Still can't water bend like how they did in the show, but I've learn a few tricks here and there.
The river then flowed into a cliff side lake. I reached out my hand and hanging dangling vines stretch out too me. After fastening myself I was lifted to the top of the cliff. On the cliff top was a built wooden hut with a thatch roof and moss covering. Next to it was Smoke eel's baking in the sunlight on a racks and a bushel of mixed jungle berries. A little distance away dozens of stone throwing spears laid sprawled in a straw target practice dummy and a primitive dirt well.
Taking out an iron rusted dagger and some foods from the hut I made my way over to the cliff side to a stack of wooden sticks. Sitting over the edge facing the ocean to enjoy the sunset in the horizon I began making arrows.
The occasional spitting sounds could be heard as I also ate my meal, spitting large seeds a berries as far I can into the ocean, 'how many accidental poisoning's did i go through before finding these berries'. After making arrows into a bundle by tying them together with a cut braid from my hair, I went back to my hut to rest as it started to get dark.

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Inside the hut were a few dozens of skulls of animals adorning the walls of various shapes and sizes. A animal fur skin hammock bed hung in the middle of the room surrounded by reed baskets
"mmhissssss". Sound could be heard from a wicker reed basket. Inside was a white fur kitten snake with short nub fangs yawning curled up in the basket. Falling into the hammock I lifted the kitten snake from the basket. It coiled along my arm and wrap around my neck in attempt to strangle me.
"mmhhiss". It hissed at me then started to lick it fur while wrapped around my neck.
"did you miss me Miffens". I reach down and pulled out a cut of smoke meat from one of the wicker basket. Miffens latch on to the meat and began to swallow the piece whole. The kitten snake then coiled back to my arm playfully gnawing at it with its nubs fangs.
I fell asleep to miffens gnawing on at my arm.
'What am I going to do with the twin headed apes corpse? should I take it to the piranha ponds, or skin it myself. It's a shame that one of the skulls was smash to pieces, I'll have to reset the traps tomorrow. Should I start the trek to the mountain caves hot springs. A vacation sounds really nice, especially with the rainy season coming soon.'
I drifted to sleep thinking of my plans for fall, 'or when I think its fall', and got a full nights rest.
I was awaken to the sounds of loud blaring, quickly throwing off Miffens, I ran to to the edge of the cliff into the direction of the sounds.
Below I saw thousands of soldiers in red and black armors setting up a beachfront base on the shore below unloading cargo. 2 large warships were run ashore with a 3rd can seen dock offshore in the ocean.
Hope, fear, greed, anticipation, and, delight? Ran through my mind with the thoughts of escaping.
Then I saw it, it was a steam boat vessel dock next to the warships, my way out.
I waited for night fall to put my plan into action.
A/N expect side stories to account for the time jump. Questions, edits, and suggestions are always welcome in the comment's.
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