Sage Meet Your Old...Enemies
Sage woke to a terrible pain resonating throughout his body. He immediatly tried to sit up, but was pushed back down. Sage pushed back and when who-ever was pushing him back tried to get him to lay down again he lashed out. Sage was dimly aware of hitting something.
" Will you lay still. I don't know how badly you're hurt" Said a man's voice.
" ...Gotta get Rowen.. Flute got 'em. He 's around" Mummbled Sage.
" I gotta get you to Natailia, she'll know what to do." whispered the man.
" Not Natalie, need to get Rowen." Sage mumbled even weaker as his head exploded with pain.
" Sage, Not Rowen or Natalie, Na- Tale-Ee-Aa, and she will help you get better then you can go get Strata." Whispered the man.
" Sage. Strata...How? whimpered Sage. Then he lost conciousness.
"We have got to find Sage!" Kento practicaly screamed," Not go back to the cabin"
" I don't like it either, but we need help searching for him. This is the middle of nowhere. Deal with it!" snapped Rowen.
"Look, we are going back to the cabin, just so we can get the cell phone and tell Mia, then alert the Wildlife Rangers to be on the lookout."
said Sai.
Ryo was deep in thought. Why didn't one of us stand gaurd? Did something trick Sage into leaving us? Why couldn't I help? Thought Ryo as he turned thoughts around and around in his head.
When Sage woke he discovered that he was being dragged by a man with blue/black hair on a very crude stretcher.
" What's going on?" Sage moaned. His chest and head felt like he'd been shot from a cannon into a brick wall.
" Ah, You're awake now. That is good. We'll reach our destination in amoment."
" Where we going?" Sage asked. Then he wished he hadn't his chest felt like it was on fire.
" To where I'm staying, a cabin in the forrest. Natailia will help you."
Sage, feeling ill at ease, tried not to focus on the pain he felt. That man, he thougt, sounds almost familiar, but I can't place his voice with a face.
" Who are you?" Asked Sage, taking labored breaths.
" Now, I'm hurt. You don't remember me." the man joked.
" Should I?" whispered Sage.
" mmm-hhmm. I'll re-introduce myself. Hello, my name is Cale"
Sage froze. Cale? No-way! The Dark Warlords were in the Nether World, and not supposed to be here!
" No, Warlords went back to the Netherworld" gasped Sage.
" Well, we were in the Netherworld, but we have something special to accomplish here" answered Cale.
Well here we are."
The forrest had opened into a field with a nice medium size cottage with a huge tree near the side.
" Sehkmet!" Cale shouted to someone sitting under the tree," Find Nat!"
"What for?" asked Sehmet walking over.
"Have a glance." replied Cale.
Then a man with odd green hair and crystalic eyes leaned over him.
"Gosh Cale, Natailia will not be please with your handiwork this time."
"I didn't do it" protested Cale, "I lugged him outta the Indian River. Now go get Nat"
"O.k. I'll send Dais to help you carry him in. I didn't think you were capable." said Sehkmet.
"What?" growled Cale.
"I think you did a good deed. Maybe an influencial one? I'll be back with Nat." Sehkmet said as he ran off.
Sage had no idea why but Cale seemed to smile and look confused at the
same time Then Sage drifted back into unconciousness.