Jackie
When she woke up, the girl stretched and lifted herself to her feet. A strange bird fluttered down onto some branches. Jackie hovered for a moment, then took off. She darted past trees, hopping through the shadows. Carefully avoiding any light, she skidded to a stop. Panting, Jackie had run at least a quarter of a mile in just three minutes*. She leaned against a tree, looking high up into the branches.
Jackie felt like her stomach was going to flip. High places worried her. You can die so easily, she thought, think about falling from one! The top! Closing her eyes and shuddering, she continued on. Looking at the strange blue bird still following, she blinked sadly.
"You think there's others like us, Blue?" Her words barely split the eerie silence of the woods. "We will find that town, I know it," she added. Regaining her breath, she trudged on. At one point, there was a muddy area. Hesitating, Jackie prodded the sludge with her toe. She crouched down. It was at least twenty feet, and no trees grew so she could leap across the roots. Must have been a river, Jackie thought curiously, but how did it come to be like this? She flinched, suddenly realizing that it was because of that infection. Not wanting to get the sickly germs on her flesh, Jackie hustled on, heading what should have been downstream.
Deep in the woods, something stirred. A flock of crows sputtered from the trees, shrieking that horrible "caw," that they were known for. Widening her eyes, Jackie flinched. Blue screeched in alarm as well, slamming into her shoulder with more warning cries. Pulling her knife out, she looked around. "A bridge!" She echoed, spotting a brown long shape not too far away. Tensing her muscles, more birds cried out into the sky. Their black shapes were bigger than the first flock. "Whatever it is, it's getting closer," she said. Blue lifted his wings, spreading them and pulsing upward into the sky. Jackie slowly nodded, breaking into a fierce run for the bridge. "God help me!" She whispered.
Finally, the wooden bridge came into view. The sickened brown mud sloshed only about five inches under it. Jackie heard leaves stirring, gasping. A large black creature came into view, and she tried to spin around and run, though her warning was too late. It tackled her, bloodshot eyes glimmering with menace. Jackie's eyes started tearing. She could not reach her knife. Was she really going to die like this? Letting out a scream, she writhed under the massive animal. Was this..A dog? How? It was taller than normal, and much more ferocious. No. A wolf. Snapping jaws teared at her, though never touching her flesh. Not yet anyway. Already the wolf was clinging onto her so that his claws ripped at her left arm.
A loud shriek echoed through the woods. Jackie was looking at her arm. It was split open, and blood was flowing heavily. Jackie recalled how her beautiful bird, Blue, had saved her.
The blue bird slammed himself against the wolf's flank with his talons digging into the side. Jackie had enough time to wrench her knife from her pocket and lash it against the wolf. His eyes were a milky white, proving the canine was infected. Struggling to her knees, she tackled the wolf as it snapped at Blue. Then she hung on, clinging as hard as she could. The wolf was thrashing too much for her to kill it...
Remembering the wolf's body go limp, she shuddered. Scraping some leaves from the ground, she wrapped them around her arm until she could grab her bandage roll later. She was too...Tired, dizzy...A thud bumped across the ground. Jackie fell to the ground, dizzy. The leaves were turning red. They did though, act as a blood protector.
Blue sadly watched his friend fall. He lifted his wings and flew to the town. It was a shriek of horror as well as a cry for help.
*-It's possible.
By the way,
Pink=Battle moment from memory
Red=Moment from memory
Italics=Thought or spoken words
*=Something important at the bottom of post about the last sentence.
Cyan=Something Blue did.))
