Quetz frowned.
Ever since coming back, Drake had ignored her. He had kept her at a distance while helping the other humans and doggies. And Quetz didn't like that.
She didn't like that one bit.
During their short journey from the gate, to the house, and now to the stupid boring center. All he did was ignore her and talk to the others.
Why wouldn't he pat her like he usually did?
He asked her to take a quest from the stupid center and she did as he asked. She wanted to be a good girl after all. And good girls did as they were told.
[Quetzel Mano]
[Race: Sun Conure]
[Base Class: Ranger] Level 1
[Vitality] 10
[Strength] 10
[Dexterity] 25
[Intelligence] 10
[Wisdom] 10]
[Endurance] 20
[Free Points] 0
[Skills] Basic Power Shot [Level N/A]
[Titles]
N/A
Once she accepted the quest, Drake handed out presents. But Quetz didn't like what she got. The bow felt unwieldy in her hands. The grip uncomfortable for some reason.
The knife was unassuming in her hand but the moment she saw it, flashes of horrifying memories flooded her mind.
Quetz tried her best not to show it on her face but her feathers couldn't hide her emotions as they changed to pale and muted colors.
Before being saved she had been captured by humans.
Waking up in a place she didn't recognise with no one from her flock anywhere to be found, she had grown anxious. Only a few hours later being found by men who used nets to bring her down and keep her from flying.
Quetz hated the nets. They restricted her and the thought of them brought shivers of fear down her spine.
She had stowed the knife quickly in the new inventory that Drake had mentioned, unable to bear seeing it for long.
After the center, they met up again with the big green lady who always clung to Drake. Quetz didn't like her at first but she had slipped Quetz food and gave her head pats, so she didn't dislike her now. Except when she took Drake's attention from her.
Drake brought them onto something he called a bus and they were carried by sparkling shining rock things that looked like people.
Quetz sat as close as she could to Drake on the bus and as far away from the others.
She didn't like being touched. The men that had caught her beat and hurt her. Plucking out her colorful feathers on her arms and legs, making sure she couldn't fly away.
Her hands moved unconsciously to the locations on her body, the pain still fresh in her mind despite the wounds healing again thanks to Drake and the tasty vials of red liquid he gave her.
Quetz's feathers grew rapidly back even if she didn't want them to. So the men continued to torture her despite her pleading for them to stop and begging that she wouldn't run away.
She hated remembering the days when she wasn't with Drake. The days when she had no one, stuck in a cycle of pain and numbing loneliness.
During those days she replayed the song of her flock in her head, humming the tune to herself when no one was around. But the song was broken, just like her will to keep going after the seemingly endless days of torture. Her heart was wounded. She simply didn't want to keep going.
She couldn't see her family, her flock. Destined to never sing again, only to be tormented by these horrible people as they dragged her around.
Then one day, after days of hazy walking, following the people and other captives, clarity came to her.
She remembered it as the happiest memory she could recall in the recent fleeting days.
Drake, the man who looked like the same people who had captured her but still punished those same people without remorse.
He had killed the people who had captured her, freeing the prisoners from the days of being used, beaten, and strewn about like objects waiting to be sold or worse.
"Are you ok?"
That was all he asked when she met him. Handing her a red vial. But that small gesture had brought life back into her.
Someone.
Someone had finally been kind.
The memory warmed her. And she flashed back to the present inside the bus.
Drake stopped the bus, instructing everyone out of it.
The group filed out of the bus following him and the big green woman.
She tried to pay attention to Drake, but she had a bad feeling about the area. Unable to focus.
"... Now get to it, you have five days to reach level 10, and the clock starts now," Drake said, bringing Quetz's attention back to him.
W-what…? She thought unsure of what was going on. H-he's leaving? Is he leaving me? No! Not like everyone else!
Quetz's feathers paled, anxiety boiling up in her stomach instantly as she heard Drake's words. And it only cemented further when the sound of something creeping out from behind a tree filled her ears.
She looked away only for a second to see the monster, then snapped back to where Drake was. Or where he was supposed to be but he was gone.
The monster shrieked and Quetz looked back, the monster writhing in pain, an ax now embedded into its side.
The orc boy had run forward beginning to fight the monster.
Quetz's body shook. The crushing fear of being left alone again crippling any notion of helping even after the human girl screamed something and then rushed forward.
She looked over watching as the girl charged forward to help the orc boy, the human boy frozen in place like her.
Quetz's teeth chattered as she struggled to even grip her bow. And before she knew it, the fight was over the human girl bleeding, the orc boy in just as bad condition.
Both Quetz and the human boy ran over, her anxiety temporarily washed away and replaced by regret as she tried to help in some way. She tried to do something, anything to get her hands moving to help the human girl up but failed each time as they recoiled just before they stretched out to touch her.
Quetz struggled against her ingrained trauma and wanting to help, Drake's voice echoing in her mind to help them.
She wanted to help, she wanted to reach out but the chains of the pain from before made her stomach turn every time she saw other humans. The same people who tormented her.
The human girl got up after getting help from the human boy, the orc boy shouting something.
A moment later the human girl motioned in funny ways to Quetz but she didn't understand what she wanted. Quetz eventually just nodded, pretending to agree to whatever the girl said.
She followed behind the group battling with her own inner thoughts as she looked at the back of the other three.
Quetz put on the happy smiling face she knew Drake wanted to see. She hated seeing him frown in concern for her. She only wanted to see him give the same smile he gave her when she was saved.
But here in this wilderness away from him. It was crumbling. All of her anxiety, fear, and concerns rose to the surface away from the only member of her flock. The comforting song in her head became dower. Warped to something unrecognizable and for all her worth, Quetz couldn't figure out why.
Was she sad she was away from Drake? Did it hurt her to be alone again?
Or maybe.
Did it pain her to sit there and do nothing as the members of Drake's flock, the chicks he cared for so dotingly like he had for her, be injured while she froze in fear?
This wasn't the same as the time when she lost her previous flock. That had happened in the blink of an eye and with no ability to do anything, as the Great and Mighty Bird took them away to who knows where, leaving her alone and without family.
She was here, she was present, and she could do something.
Quetz bit at her bottom lip in frustration, her brows furrowed as angry tears began to form at the edges of her vision.
I want to be there for Drake's flock… I don't like being alone… My heart can't take it anymore.
From the corner of her eye, she saw one of the group veer off to the side. It was the human boy. For some reason, he had turned taking a different direction than the others, his head cemented to look at the ground.
Quetz raised a hand to call out to him, but her voice was caught in her throat. She knew they wouldn't understand her, but maybe just the noise would get his attention.
Her head swiveled to look back at the other two, slowly walking forward in a different direction than the human boy as she panicked in her indecision.
And before she knew it, the boy and the other two were gone, out of sight, only their footprints in the snow remaining.
Quetz couldn't let the human boy go alone, she knew that much. He was just as scared as she was when they met the first monster and she still remembered how he saved her after she was so startled in the town that she tumbled from the sky.
She wanted to at least repay him, despite him being human.
Making her decision, Quetz ran after the boy. A few minutes of following the snow-laid footfalls she heard a ruckus that put a fearful knot in her stomach.
Quetz quickly flew upwards trying to get a better vantage from above. And she quickly found the source of the noise.
The human boy was surrounded by four white-haired pigs.
She needed to do something.
"Should Quetz go get the others…?" she said hesitantly, her face paling as she watched the boy struggle, "N-no! There i-isn't time for Quetz to go get them, she has to help! Drake would want Quetz to help!"
She dove down, despite the mounting anxiety in her chest, pushing the fear and trauma that wade against the wall she had erected in her mind against it.
Quetz needed to forget about those fears for now. She needed to repay the kindness shown to her, she needed to truly become part of Drake's budding flock.
By the time she flew down the unwieldy bow in her hand, the human boy was already pinned to a tree, bleeding.
The wall she had put up suddenly cracked at the sight of the poor boy's condition.
Had she been too late? Was he already gone? Did another person leave her, this time before she could repay him?
Suddenly the boy screamed, roaring to life as he began to fight frantically once more. Slamming his mace into the boar next to him and then stood against the final two.
I have to help, no more figuring it out! She screamed in her head, her hand quivering as she fumbled to grab an arrow from her quiver.
She scrambled to amateurly knock her arrow to her bow her eyes darting between the last remaining boar that charged at the human boy and the string on her bow.
Quetz pulled back on the string with all her strength, as she began descending from the sky, unable to keep her altitude while her hands were occupied.
"Please let Quetz's arrow fly true!!" she croaked, chanting her ranger skill, "Steady Aim, stout heart. Power Shot!" as she let loose the arrow bathed in green light.
Her body impacted with the ground, a puff of snow plumming upwards.
Quetz's body shuddered from the collision and her vision swam as she searched the area for the boar, her hand trying to scramble for another arrow.
But she had found it. Right in front of her, dead as dead could be.
She looked to the side, the human boy unconscious but breathing, a small red blanket of snow covering him, the boar slumped against the ground just inches from his feet an arrow lodged right in its eye socket.
Quetz gave a playful chip, a note she hadn't heard herself make since before the bad men took her before her head suddenly felt clouded and light at the same time. Her vision darkened and she lurched forward onto the human boy.
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Drake switched to his lightning endowment, pushing it hard as he grabbed Sah Ul', Clotho, and Atropos, willing his Elementals to grab the bus to move out of view.
Sah Ul' grunted uncomfortably when he finally stopped, letting her down.
Clotho and Atropos were much worse off than Sah Ul', their stats not nearly as high, and began wrenching to the side.
"Sorry about that," Drake grinned wryly, "Didn't mean to give you all whiplash."
They were out of view enough that Charlotte, Landin, Quetz, and Kalik Tu' couldn't visibly see them anymore, but Drake made sure to spread his aura enough that he wouldn't impede them while keeping an eye on the situation.
He was forced to leave the kids as soon as the first monster showed up and thankfully it was just a level 2 while they were still all together. Drake hoped that they would decide to stick together as one larger group.
His intention when picking out their classes was to use the highest rarity stones he had available for them. Natto had told him exactly how the Main Class Stones worked outside of the tutorial.
Back when he was still upgrading his own classes in the tutorial, he was unable to use the stones. Which seemed to be a feature of the induction into the system through the bloodbath. Each tutorial was meant to be as desperate as possible, forcing the new participants to use whatever was at their disposal as quickly as possible.
However, these kids would be different. Now that they had Drake, they would be able to pick their classes and it would be of Epic Rarity for each one. At level 10, or higher, but Drake didn't intend for them to go beyond 10, they would use the Main Class Stones like any other skill stone and upgrade their class.
And if his hunch was right because the system didn't recognize and upgrade you to F-Rank until after you had filled your sub-trees as well. They would be able to get some beefy titles while having the advantages of their Main Class Skills and Spells available or even before it.
But even with these things in mind, the kids still had to get past the initial hurdles. And Drake was honestly more nervous than he portrayed. Way, way, way, more nervous.
He snapped his fingers and willed his already conjured Elementals to return to him while summoning two more. In a few seconds, they appeared next to his group.
"I want you all to go and kill anything above level 3 in the area. Wait, you guys can't inspect anything, can you… Kill anything that is a monster and seems strong. Deter any people from entering this area as well. Those kids aren't ready for that type of thing just yet," Drake said with a grimace.
The Elementals sprinted off in different directions leaving behind footfalls filled with sparks of electricity, flames, and spikes of ice.
"Why would you keep people from the area? Are you worried they would help with the hunt, Patriarch?" Sah Ul' asked.
"No…" Drake sighed, "I'm worried they will take advantage of them because they're still low-leveled. I've seen what people are doing now that the world has changed and I won't take any chances on them getting taken. They have enough to deal with just trying to survive."
He turned to his side, Atropos and Clotho were finally able to stand after expelling their breakfast on the ground.
"Do you two want to wait for them? We can start accumulating the titles I talked about," Drake offered.
Atropos shook her head, "No, I will wait. It would not be a fair battle if I proceeded to get more ahead of Charlotte before she caught up…"
Drake's face furrowed into a confused expression, his head tilting to the side.
"What battle?" he scoffed, "Are you two fighting already?"
"A battle between women," Atropos replied matter of factly.
Clotho sighed from her side but nodded, affirming that he would wait as well, following his sister.
Drake shook his head, his attention brought back to the other four and the monster.
Someone had shot forward ahead of the others.
That has to be Kalik Tu', he's the only one who's got any sort of battle experience. The others are frozen in place… Makes sense though, they're still just kids. He thought.
His hand suddenly went white as he clenched his fist.
The boy had been doing fine but now he was pinned to a tree.
Drake's aura stiffened and his footing stumbled slightly as he fought back the urge to run forward to help him, his hair changing to green by second nature.
"What is it?" Sah Ul' asked, her expression stiffening.
"Kalik is having a tough fight. The others are too frightened to help," he said honestly.
A hand gripped his arm and Drake looked over. Sah Ul' looked at him with a concerned but cold expression.
"It is their hunt. Their right of passage. They must get through it on their own strength, Patriarch, and we must witness it, come what may. May the Mother bless their hunt…" she said in a low voice.
Sah Ul's hand trembled slightly and Drake realized despite her words she was worried as well. He took a long deep breath.
I was sure I had convinced myself to go through with letting them do this but I guess it's still heart-wrenching to just sit here and watch. I'll just have to trust that they have the conviction to get through this. He thought in his head but cursed himself.
"Yeah…" was the only thing Drake could manage for a reply as he focused back on his aura trying to discern the fight.
He watched the fight through his aura, another person finally rushing forward to aid Kalik. He couldn't tell who it was but he felt pride well up in his chest that someone from the group finally found the courage to break free of the chains of fear that restrained them.
Drake pumped his fist as he saw the monster squirm in pain, the kids had seemingly gotten a fatal blow even with one of them being thrown away last second.
"What? What happened?" Sah Ul' asked with urgency shaking him slightly with her grip.
"They killed it," he grinned and Sah Ul's hand tightened oh so slightly, a curve on her lips.
He gave a sigh of relief, ignoring the incoming notifications from his elementals as they killed monsters in the area.
The last few hours were torture in their own way. Forced to steel himself on what was to come while on the bus, trying to distance himself from the situation as best he could. He cared for the kids, he had saved them from desperate situations before.
And now he had to throw them into the deep end. It just didn't sit right with the old conventions that were so heavily ingrained in him. He knew very well that the old world was gone but even still it was difficult for him to tear away from it.
Then there was the new information he got from the troublesome construct at the center when they went.
He had grilled her for being the same as she was when Drake had been through his introduction. And he had a mind to just get rid of her if she didn't change quickly. Her withholding of information just because she was lazy, spiteful, or just plain evil would eventually get someone hurt or worse.
Drake had made sure to have one of the administrators that Rvul found to watch her carefully for the immediate future. He didn't need a construct that interacted with his citizens day to day mucking up the works.
But he digressed. The information he received wasn't anything unexpected but he was astounded that the Bounty placed on him had grown.
The title had not been updated and also didn't give many details but from what the construct was forced to tell him. The bounty was available at system centers under a special category for anyone to view.
And his was only growing, sitting at a whopping 5 B-Grade Monster Coins and apparently counting.
Drake had no idea who had placed the bounty or why, but if the bounty was available through the center and readily available to the people of Earth. It would be a major problem.
That woman from earlier might have been following us for the bounty even. I scared her away but would it have been better to just capture her and question her? He thought.
He was ripped from his thoughts once more, sensing that the kids were now moving away from the monster's corpse.
Drake smiled, "Good thinking. At least they aren't making the same mistake I did when I started out," he chuckled, "Alright let's follow them."
He waved to the small group as they followed suit in the snow, the orange of the setting sun beginning to cast its radiance over the white landscape.
They followed the group from a distance for nearly an hour, making sure to keep their distance to not influence any encounters they might have.
Then Drake noticed that one of the four began to trail off from the others.
"Where are they going? Did something make them separate…?" he wondered aloud.
Before Sah Ul' could probe him for an answer he held up a hand trying to make sense of the situation.
Another person stood looking between the separating groups for a moment before eventually flying off after the person who separated earlier.
That has to be Quetz. But who was the person earlier?
Drake decided to follow Quetz and the other, somehow getting a bad feeling about the group separating so soon, and just before dark fell.
He motioned for everyone to follow and he was glad he had decided to trail the separated two.
Once he was in range on the edge of his aura he could feel one of the two surrounded by four other monsters. He quickly tried to lunge forward but was stopped by Sah Ul'.
"Patriarch! What is happening?" she asked.
"One of them is being surrounded by monsters, whoever it is they won't be able to deal with four-on-one right now," Drake snapped back.
But Sah Ul's grip wouldn't loosen, "You have to let them fulfill their own hunt on their own merits. Trust in them Patriarch. That is the only way they will truly grow stronger," she told him, but Drake could easily see just how worried she was through her expression and trembling hand on his arm.
She was just as concerned for the kids as he was, but she still forced herself to let the kids take a step out of the nest on their own, even if it might get them hurt.
He bit back his growing urge to just step in. Whoever it was, was being surrounded taking a nervous step back.
And before he could voice his frustration, he saw the person thrown backward, dragged by the arm to a tree.
The ground around Drake shook. His jaw clenched as he fought back against himself to rush forward, even with Sah Ul' still holding him back.
Get up! He screamed in his head, but it was useless.
The kid was unresponsive for only a moment but that moment was long enough for a second monster to charge forward, skewering the poor kid right through the chest.
"NO!" Drake roared, the trees shaking around him, the snow freed from the leaves as they slipped off the branches.
His fingers dug into themselves, even penetrating his palms despite his Spirit Tattoos covering every inch of them.
"You better get up damn it! Don't you dare die or I'll kick the shit out of you!" Drake howled.
And as if the person heard him, he saw the kid rush into action raising their free arm into the air and bringing it down, the monster that pinned them writhing in pain from whatever was just done.
The person's free hand quickly touched the other boar holding them in place at the chest and Drake could feel the disturbance of magic.
Landin?! He thought in surprise.
Almost relieved, Drake let out a long-held breath.
Thank god he's alive, I didn't know that Clerics had an offensive spell. At least that means he has a healing spell as well. I just hope it's enough to keep him alive.
But Drake tensed again, and the last and final monster surged forward, closing the distance to Landin with frightening speed.
And Drake had had enough. Landin was spent and killed three monsters on his own. He'd done more than enough and it was time for Drake to step in.
However just as his foot left the ground, his hair brimming to life with palpable electricity. The monster slumped to the ground, sliding to a stop in front of Landin in Drake's aura sense.
He blinked blankly for a second, the next, someone fell from the sky right next to Landin and the monsters.
Q-Quetz?!
Drake was so surprised his mouth cracked open in a wry smile.
He saw as she got up only to slump forward as well. And Drake finally moved in front of them, a red vial in his hand.
"You did good you two. Let's just keep this a secret from everyone else," he said, trying to pour the liquid over them only for it to snag as if it was anchored to something.
He pulled up his arm looking at it with a cocked eyebrow, three people of various sizes hanging on for dear life.
"What the hell are you three doing?" Drake scoffed.
"T-trying to stop you!!" Atropos and Sah Ul' shouted, Clotho nodding vigorously.
Thank you for reading as always!
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