I have continued walking the rest of that day until I hit a bunch of wooden fences that looked more like railings. And beyond those railings were goats either sticking there heads in it or grazing in the short grass doing whatever. Out of curiosity I decided to go to one of them and see if it would react if someone wanted to talk or other things. I leaned on the railing next to a goat and stayed there until the sun started to set and through that time the goat didn't react other than sniff me and occasionally try to see if I'm tasty. I didn't get any reaction I wanted or expected.
I decided to make my camp on the other side of the road even if I could see the lights of town I didn't know there exact distance and I had no clue if there was an inn so I took the safe bet. And besides there was a turtle or tortoise that's been following me for a while for what ever reason.
Once the fire was made I ate a small meal and decided to do something I haven't done for a very long time. I decided to write in my journal that I haven't updated in nearly a year. I had a bottle of ink next to me and a feather in my right claw and I began to write how I feel about whatever is happening.
"Well I never knew I would write in you again after all not much changes with me but whatever's happening now it sure beats whatever I wrote last time. I should start from the beginning I was going the normal route to Griffon Stone when I tripped and fell into a swirling vortex. And when I woke up I was in a forest that wasn't there a second ago I didn't realize It until that night that I wasn't home or in my world since I met a creature that I never saw before but keep on forgetting to ask what there called which that realization donned on me right this instant. But after misunderstandings we talked, I helped her and now I can call her a friend along with her friend. But that should be it for tonight I'm getting tired and I might update you whenever I feel it matters".
I closed my journal, put it away in one of my coat pockets and went to sleep not even thinking about what tomorrow will tell.
I awoke just as the world started lighting up and a certain turtle or tortoise probably will never know decided to wake me up by biting my claws. I sat up to see the shelled creature staring at me with a emotionless face, inches from my paws. I looked at the turtle before standing up and heading toward the waking town that was at the bottom of the hill. As I walked I kept on going through what I need.
"Ok I need more dried food, money, and a contact to get news. I also need to sell anything I don't feel necessary like all these blankets and some of these wooden figurines".I felt someone crash into me during my musings and looked down to see a child on his back holding his head. He looked at me just as he started getting up and looked at me with a hint of fear. I held my claw out but he didn't take it but instead looked at it in fear.
I asked" Are you okay". The kid yelped, quickly picked himself up and ran off kicking up dirt as he went.
"Wasn't expecting that".I looked at the kid as he ran away like he just pissed off hell itself. I shrugged and continued walking looking for something of familiarity but this place didn't seem to have anything to catch my attention it was just buildings. As I walked people kept on giving me glances and those glances kept on burning into me every time I stood still to take in my surroundings.
I eventually found what seemed to be a gathering area and I noticed a sign with a bunch of papers on it nailed to a central building. It must have been the notice board because when I read some of them informed me about jobs and others were announcements like uncle mark has passed away or... the guardians anniversary is today?
I picked up the paper and read it" Today is the anniversary that our beloved guardian has come to our small town and has protected us from bandits and dangerous creatures that try to destroy our way of life, today we celebrate his tenth year anniversary protecting our small town".I put the paper back where it was and continued walking in any direction not caring if I looked out of place or not since I'm already incredibly out of place.
The moment I hit the buildings at the edge I heard a whoosh noise, and I felt something stab into the back of my leg. I fell to the ground and I made a muffled scream as I clenched my beak shut. With blurry eyes and shaky claws I turned my self around and I saw that I had an arrow in the back of my leg, firmly in the middle of my leg, exactly wear my knee joint is.
"Fucking god motherfucking shit fuck". I kept cursing as I attempted to remove the arrow, the pain was blurring my vision and deafening my ears as I pulled the arrow out. When I felt the arrow was almost out I started hearing a voice, it was male but whatever the hell he was saying I sure didn't give a shit. The arrow finally came out and my leg was bleeding profusely probably because the arrow wasn't smooth but had two juts in it and was golden. The moment I stopped examining the arrow I saw an old man pull back a bow with the same arrow.
"Fuck". The moment he let go I dove to my right from my ground position. My right leg hurt like hell but It luckily was still moveable. The arrow hit right where my upper body used to be and embedded it self firmly in the ground, and the moment I laid my eyes on him I noticed his mouth was moving and I noticed the voice from early started back up. With nothing better to do I decided to insult the man.
"Hey stop talking like a fucking priest and say something a normal person will understand". He gave me a glare as he loaded another arrow.
He fired the arrow but luckily missed with me rolling a foot away from the spot he aimed. I could tell he was getting angry due to his repeated grumbles and the increasing intensity in his voice. He grabbed for another arrow in his quiver and loaded like an expert again.
I dodged that arrow similar to the others but it almost hit me by barely scraping my legs. I landed on the ground and with very little option I pulled out my revolver and aimed for his upper chest. He flinched momentarily but loaded another arrow the same way like all the others.
I shouted at the man" Hey stop this you shit". He fired the arrow again and I fired my gun just before moving. I felt pain again and it was at my side. I looked at my side and noticed a bloody gash, it also cut my shirt and started turning my new shirt red. I glanced at the man and noticed he was stunned even if I didn't see any damage.
I got up quickly but rather painfully as I put my weight on my injured leg. I ran away from the crazy man, while holding my injured left side and letting my right gun arm hang. I was limping and my vision was blurring probably due to pain or blood loss, I saw a few people look at me and gasp but I didn't care all I just wanted to do was leave this fucking town.
When I entered the field outside of town I started slowing down to a slow walk. My legs were killing me and my side didn't feel to hot either, when I pulled my claw from the wound my entire grasping side was covered in blood. My mind apparently wanted me to faint but I said no and stayed awake as I slowly put the pressure back on my wound. I walked to the fence that the goats stayed around and sat on the ground next to it.
I leaned on the fence as I checked my pack for my medicine kit. I grabbed a leather pocket pack or whatever it is and grabbed the bandages in it. I first wrapped my leg up and then took my shirt off to work on my side. When I was done with my side my stomach section was all wrapped up. The area with the gash was turning red but it should be fine.
"Who the fuck was that guy he didn't bat a fucking eye when he fired, he only flinched when I shot at him but that was it".I grabbed a drink from my pack and started drinking it slowly to deal with the pain. I kept holding my gun and checking if anyone was coming my way luckily no one was. a turtle walked up to me and looked at me like it was worried, I waved it off not wanting anything to get involved or hurt.
My eyes started getting heavy after I waved it of but it refused to leave me. I started getting angry at the turtle and I started swiping at it with my claws. It got the idea and started crawling away at an oddly fast speed for a turtle. I sighed as my eyes started closing no matter how hard I tried to stay awake I eventually fell unconscious.
"You should have never come here you homeless piece of shit". I felt a hard kick to my chest as I fell to the ground in the alley. I looked up to see a unicorn with a case of bad hair day above me. He had a knife in his right hand and he looked at me like I was nothing.
"You should really learn that no one gives a shit about you after all why would anyone want to talk to a man who can't hold a job". He kneeled down and pointed the tip at my throat."I'm going to enjoy making you disappear". He whispered that into my ear.
He started to plunge the blade in my throat but instead I slashed at his face with my claws. I hit his eye and he started screaming bloody murder before I began punching him in the face repeatedly. I was on top of him as I continued to hammer his face in. Eventually he started trying to stab my face but I grabbed that knife and stabbed him right in the throat. He gagged on his blood as his eyes went wide, and his movements became weak and desperate. He stopped moving, and I got off of him.
I said quietly to his corpse" People don't remember pieces of shit that harm others for profit or anything like that, you should have done better". And with that I walked away not caring to look back.
I bolted my eyes open to see a shadow over me. The man that attacked me was right in front of me staring at me and I was staring at him trying to figure out why he didn't just kill me and why he had wings. His head area also seemed to glow yellow, but his wings were almost his size and they were pure white. He wore a leather vest, white shirt and had a green sash under the vest with three pendants. He also wears a green bandana that hid pure white hair. He also looked like he didn't know what shaving was.
I pointed the gun as fast as I could at him until I noticed I didn't have my gun. I looked to my side to notice my gun laying an inch away from me. I went to grab it but my movement was silenced by a boot stomping on my claw and staying on it. I looked up at him and tried to claw him with my left claw, but every time I tried he would just move away from it like he practiced it a million times. Eventually I just stopped knowing I wouldn't hit him like this.
I looked at him and said" What the hell do you want". I was quiet but obviously very angry. He didn't seem to mind that I talked but what I wasn't expecting was an answer.
"I want to talk right now" He had a voice of an old man that has seen somethings but I didn't care much about that part.
"Why do you want to talk since you tried to kill me already". I talked with little emotion and didn't look him in the eye.
"I protect everyone in that town from demons and monsters but I'm curious about you".
"What are you curious about". He pointed at my gun and my bandaged chest.
He said" Why would a demon have something like that and those wounds should have started burning by now". I looked at him wondering why the wounds would be burning.
"Why would they burn"? He looked at me in shock.
"I hit you with holy arrows they should be hurting you well after they've been removed". I looked at him skeptically until I decided to do my normal response in this world thus far.
"I'm not a demon". I answered him calmly and straight in the eyes. He looked at me but pulled back in fear I think. After he pulled back I started getting up and I held my gun to my side.
"What will you do now"? He looked at me in shock. I pointed the gun at him and he flinched.
"I'm going to leave but first your name and what you are". He stepped back again but decided to answer me a second later.
"My name is Denevol and I'm an angel". I cocked my head at this and decided to not even bother. I picked up my stuff and walked in a direction.
Denevol shouted from behind" Where are you going"? I stopped for a second trying to find out my best move.
"I could head back to Riverside but I'm not used to staying at one location for an odd amount of time so I guess I will continue with original plan".I looked back at him and gave him my answer.
"I'm going to Port Dorade and I'm never coming back to this town again so you shouldn't have to worry about me harming these people". He looked at me mildly surprised but oddly understanding for whatever reason.
Denevol said" Ok but you make sure you never comeback here again or you wont be walking out". I began walking again before I heard a whistle and saw him pointing back toward town.
"The way to Port Dorade is that direction just don't enter town again". So with my odd meeting closed I began walking around town. As I walked I started reloading my gun, I opened the back of the cylinder and began spinning it to the case with a hole in it. I pushed the empty case out and put a bullet in its place. When I was far away from town I let my mind wonder.
"This is by far the oddest day I have ever had. The man tried to kill me then let me live and we had a conversation together, and that probably only happened due to my gun. But seriously how did I not meet my maker today since he could have bisected me before I woke up and hung me out to dry". I looked up at the darkening sky and thought of one last thing before I stopped for the night.
"Oh and there's apparently angels and they either badly or luckily don't have there normal stance of being the most perfect things in goddam existence".