Beast Planet 2: Captive Salvation

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stayed with me and never strayed far. It seemed I was more following after the little creature as I tried to follow Killiu’s directions too. I was sure I’d walked for more than three days. I could’ve sworn it was five. But then again…that could be a three day journey to a tall Zakiu. They would surely have covered a far greater distance than my small feet.
    Now, Lucky and I stood on a windswept hill. Looking into the distance, I saw large mountain ranges.
    “Where is this city, Lucky? We should’ve reached it by now. How much further do we have to walk? Maybe we did go in the wrong direction.”
    I wasn’t sure I wanted to go any further. Every step forward was a battle—a battle not to turn around and head back. Except, I’d come so far already. The need to see Morrdrook, even if I couldn’t touch him, grew stronger with every labored step.
    Despair hit, I wanted to curl up and cry again. “I can’t go on living like a wild beast, even if we are on a strange beast planet.”
    Lucky chirped, scrambling off my shoulder and down over the swell of my breasts. The Wuzzle had an amazing agility. He leapt off me, landing easily on his furry little feet, and scuttled off.
    “Where you going this time?” Not wanting to lose my only friend, I hurried after him as fast as my sore feet would carry me, following the crest of the hill. It would devastate me if I lost Lucky. Then I really would be alone.
    Four strange-looking boulders stuck out of the ground in a square. Lucky stopped in the middle and bounced franticly up and down.
    “What is it, boy? You find something?” I snorted and laughed at myself, sounding like a kid from a Lassie movie. “I am losing my mind.”
    I sat down on one of the moss-covered boulders, only to realize it was perfectly square. I stood and turned to examine it. Scraping off the dirt from the top, I gasped when I saw the same swirling pattern which the Zakiu had all over their bodies.
    I felt giddy as excitement bubbled up. Either that or it was lack of food that made me feel slightly woozy. I hurried over to another stone and cleared it off. Sure enough, it too was marked. I cleared off all four markers.
    “Okay, so now what?” I joined Lucky in the center of the stone squares. I turned slowly, scanning the surrounding area, hoping to spot more stones or any sign of a city. There was nothing but mountains, hills and fields as far as my eyes could see.
    Lucky continued to bounce at my feet. I frowned, looking down at the Wuzzle. “What is wrong with you? There is nothing here but some stone markers. Where the hell is the Zakiu city! It’s not like they—”
    The ground suddenly rumbled under my feet. A loud crack and hiss made me shriek. The creaking and rumbling grew louder. I screamed, falling backwards onto my ass. The soil and grass fell down as a huge hole opened up under me. A sudden bright piercing light burst from the ground, surrounding me, forcing me to squeeze my eyes shut. Blind panic struck as I scrambled for something to hold onto but my body was being gripped so tightly I struggled to breath. I screamed for Morrdrook before blacking out completely.
     

Chapter Eight
     
    Warmth surrounded me. Oh, it felt so good. I shifted on the soft bed, rolling over.
    “Morrdrook?” I reached for him, but came up empty-handed. I opened my eyes and rubbed the sleep from them.
    “Female of unknown origin, DNA is mixed with Zakiu, female carries a Zakiu bud.” The unknown male voice made me blink and sit up.
    “Female is malnourished and must take in nutrients. Preparing food.”
    Zakiu pattern’s adorned the white walls as they stretched up to meet the high ceiling. A blue light sparkled above my head.
    I frowned in confusion. “Who’s there? Where am I?”
    “Welcome to Morradi City Prime of Zakiu. Essence is the central core program.” The same deep smooth voice answered.
    “Essence, you’re a program?” I pushed off the blanket and stood up, wincing at my tender feet.

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