Prologue

The sun slowly rose up in the sky, bringing the warmth and light to the land below. The wind blew through the trees, sometimes taking the leaves off them. The animals of the forest let out calls to each other at random times, some of them would leave their homes and search for food. But far from the forest land appeared to be an abandoned campground, the windows and doors of all the buildings were boarded up, the baseball field was empty, the diamonds were dusty. The wood that made up the cabins were starting to become old, rotten and in the process of decaying even though it was only a week after its closure. Settling on the porch of one of the cabins was a young brown haired female cat, she wore on a pink hoodie and dark blue jeans.

 She quietly ran her paw through her chocolate brown puffy fur, it looked like she was waiting for someone. A few minutes went by, the unboarded door behind the girl opened and another teenaged brown cat stepped outside. “Angela?” the second cat said. “You’re up early.” Angela fixed her hood. “Yeah, I just woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep,” she rubbed her head with her left paw. “I’m sorry Judy, I hope I didn’t disturb you.” “What no,” Judy said quickly, moving some fur behind her ear. “How is everyone? Are they still asleep?” 

“Ricky, Billy, Paul, Aidan and Barney are still dead asleep, Mike and Kenny are awake. Kinda strange since Mike himself isn’t usually a morning person.” Angela stood up finally, stuffing her paws into her pockets. She walked down the porch steps, a rabbit-like animal hopped out right in front of her, took a look at her and bounced off. “Angela?” Angela turned her head, Judy struggled to get her words out, she was going to ask Angela something but she was forgetting five seconds she was talking to the 14-year-old.

 Far from the cabins was the lake, there was also a dock. It, too, was decaying like all the other buildings. Standing on the dock were two boy cats, one had brown fur, red eyes that sparkled like a ruby, pink skin and a brown tail. He worn on a red hoodie and blue jeans. The other boy had blond and brown fur, blue eyes and pink skin. He also worn on light blue sweater and brown jeans. “Hey Mike! Hey Kenny!” Judy called, waving her right paw, they both turned their heads.

 “Hey,” Mike said with a smile, while brushing some of his blond locks into their place. “I see you’re up early.” Kenny took his boyfriend’s paw, Mike smiled warmly. “Do you think we should wake everyone else up?” Angela asked suddenly, Mike quietly rubbed the back of his neck, he looked at Kenny. “Nah, honestly after the long night we all had coming here, I'd say they need the extra sleep.” 

Angela pulled some of her brown fur behind her ears, she carefully stepped on to the dock. She silently gazed at the lake, seeing some birds flying above the water. The water appeared to be reflecting the rays of light from the rising sun, she let out an almost nonexistent sigh, the sights before her were gorgeous even if her first time at camp wasn’t the best. “What are you thinking of Angela?” Mike asked, coming up beside her, his voice gentle and soft whenever he was around the young girl. Angela didn’t tear her gaze off the water. “I was just thinking,” she said softly, Kenny laughed a little behind her. “Thinking of what?” He asked, trying not to laugh in case Angela would say something funny. “A-a-about, you know, our first camping experience, together. We had a lot of good things: playing together, working together, taking more time to get to know each other more and making fond memories. Even though some times were tough and it didn’t look like we were going to make it, we managed to pull through those hardships and connect with each other.”

 Mike, Kenny and Judy felt their hearts warm, knowing their friend’s words were from the heart. “Yeah, what started as a simple camping trip did turn into an awesome adventure,” Judy remarked, a smile appearing on her lips, the others nodded in agreement. For a few minutes, the four teenagers just gazed out at the water, it seemed to go back in time. Visions played out their first meeting, them hanging during camp activities, teaming up together to take on the threats coming their way, the hardships they had to face and finally: the group of unlikely teenagers gaining the Elements of Immortality and taking down their enemy. It almost seemed to go by in a single flash, however reality tore them from their minds and daydreams.

 “Hey people!” called another voice, the four turned around, a male cat who had blond fur with gold highlights, blue eyes, pink skin and a golden tail. “Oh hey Billy,” Mike said, addressing the third male. “I see you’re up now.” “Yup and so is everyone else,” Billy replied. “They’re asking about where you guys are, cuz’ breakfast is being served.” “Okay, we’ll be there soon.” Mike, Kenny, Judy and Angela walked back to the old camp, the two boys held paws. Kenny smirked at Mike, a slight bit of Mike’s cocky nature reflected in his smirk. 

Four other teenage cats were sitting in the dining hall, one of them looked out of place. He was covered head to toe in white fur, his mouth and nose were a maw. He had two horns on his head, two dragon wings from his back, a tail with a white flame on the end and his hands and feet were paws. The goat-dragon stood up from the table, his droopy ears moving a little. “Mike!” he exclaimed upon seeing his friends walk into the building. “What’s up?” Kenny asked. “I heard breakfast was prepared here.”

 “Yeah,” the goat dragon said. “Paul and Barney were just finishing up.” “Great to know, thanks Aidan!” Mike said gratefully. Angela quietly sat down beside the goat monster, Aidan as two blond cats came out from the kitchen with food. The gang ate their meal in silence, Angela nuzzled her older brother’s shoulder, Ricky gave her a smile and stroked her lovely hair. A few minutes passed, the gang left the dining hall and started into the woods, the forest was quiet as usual minus the sounds of the inhabitants.

 Angela, Ricky, Paul, Judy, Kenny, Mike, Billy, Barney and Aidan strolled on the camp path, a few birds flew over their heads. The sun glowed with its bright, healthy and beautiful light, however not much was breaking through the thick leaves. Ricky whistled a little, taking note of the natural life presented to him. Paul listened to noises, almost losing himself in the sounds, Kenny almost laughed at what Paul was doing but got distracted by a rock which almost tripped him. Angela and Aidan walked together, both silently gazed at the upcoming mountains. Mike was the first to stop once they reached the mountains, his blue eyes squinted so he didn’t get too much sun in his eyes. “Did everyone bring their hiking boots.” No more was said on the matter.

 

A few minutes later

It was quite a long and difficult hike even though the gang wore on hiking boots, it could be that none of them were pro hikers. “Gees, who knew mountain climbing could be so hard,” Billy grunted, almost losing his footing. “Well none of us hiked up a mountain,” Ricky retroted. “Of course this isn’t really going to be easy considering it’s our first time.” “Less fighting, more climbing,” Paul whined, Billy sighed. “Okay, okay. Let’s continue.” Despite several times the nine teenagers almost lost their footing and some fights later, they reached the top of the mountains. The group walked toward what looked like a shrine, which had crafts, photos and even 7 jewels. “So this is where we started our adventure,” Kenny said in nostalgia, gazing at the photos. “Yeah,” Angela said quietly. “And ending it.” 

Mike patted her back. For a few minutes, the gang just stared at the shrine, in joy and sadness. “So this is it?” Paul asked in a sad voice, upset that their journey had to come to an end though a couple of them were glad that it was finally over. “Yes, this is it,” Barney replied. “But I believe it’s for the best.” “Yeah, just who knows what could’ve happened next.” He shuddered at those awful memories, he tried to push them to the back of his mind. “You want to know what’s really sad?” Kenny said suddenly, the others glanced at him. “All of this could’ve been avoided.” Everyone nodded their heads and agreed with him, the horrors of their journey could’ve been avoided if anyone decided to listen to them or rather just Angela who was trying to warn everyone. But bullies always ruin things, unfortunately for the gang, the three bullies of the camp whose sole mission was to make Angela’s life a living hell, took advantage of the poor girl’s attempts and twisted it to make Angela look worse than she really was.

 Thankfully the whole camp didn’t turn against her but some did and rubbed more salt in her wounds, her friends stood up for her and got her away from the abuse. But there was more to this puzzling case than everyone realized, but the gang found new friends, enemies and even clues. This is the story of friendship, betrayal, adventure, romance and action. This is the tale of several unlikely heroes.   

 

Their Arrival

“AAAHHH!!” A loud scream echoed throughout a small bedroom while a young girl shot up in her bed, she quickly looked over her room, becoming relieved that she wasn’t surrounded by water. The terrified female fell back into her bed, trying to go back to sleep but it somehow seemed too risky now. She fell back in her bed.

“Calm down Angela,” the female Caman told herself, attempting to reason with her own mind. “It was just a nightmare you were having, it’s not real anymore. That accident was years ago, it won’t happen again, you’re alright.”

Despite her words of comfort, Angela Darklight couldn’t let go of her horrible memories of her past. When she was just eight years old: she, her twin brother, Peter Darklight, her second eldest brother, Ricky Darklight, her uncle, John Baker and his wife Aunt Martha as well as her parents, went on a boating trip and picnic. But an unknown speedboat ran over her family, which wounded her and Peter and killed Uncle John. But Ricky and the rest of her family were spared since they were on the shore of the lake.

Angela and her brother Peter somehow survived the accident, but not without a few wounds. Angela, who almost got one of her wings ripped off, got a broken leg and arm, spent a week in the hospital and was later sent back to live with her parents along with her two brothers.

After her uncle’s funeral, life wasn’t the same for the young girl or her family for that matter, Aunt Martha had a severe breakdown and she blamed her husband’s death on little Angela. She also lost faith in the rest of her family and refused to see them, even if she did let them visit her. Aunt Martha would never open herself up, she also tended to avoid everyone, especially Angela.

But when Angela turned eight, it only got worse, she developed a mental illness called PTSD or Posttraumatic Stress Disorder. Peter had repeated nights in the hospital due to issues with his head, this was just one of those nights, the night she was to head off to camp. As the small girl took deep breaths, she heard the sound of her bedroom door opening.

She sat up again to see her older brother, Ricky Darklight, walk into her room. “Angela?” He asked softly as he approached her. “What’s wrong? I heard you screaming from my room.” Angela looked down at her bed, she wasn’t sure if she should tell Ricky about her nightmare or if she should lie to just get Ricky to leave her alone with her thoughts, but after a few seconds, she decided to go with the former.

“No I’m not okay,” Angela sighed. “I just had another nightmare.” Ricky sat down on the young girl’s bed, facing his younger sister. “You were dreaming about the boating accident again, were you?” he asked as he watched Angela’s face with concern.

“Y-y-yes,” she choked out as she felt tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes, she began to sniffle and whimper. Ricky noticed this, he scooted up so he could comfort his baby sister.

“Shhh, calm down Angela,” Ricky said sweetly as he wrapped his arms around the sobbing girl and rubbed her back. “It’s okay, it was just a bad dream. It’s not going to happen again, I promise.”

Angela didn’t speak, she just continued to cry over her brother’s shoulder. “You want to cuddle for a bit, sis?” “Yes,” Angela replied as she lifted her head from Ricky’s shoulder. Ricky smiled wholeheartedly as he turned around and lied down on Angela’s bed.

He wrapped his arms around the young girl’s waist, Angela wrapped her arms around Ricky’s neck and nuzzled his chest. For a moment they just layed on the bed, enjoying each other’s presence. Ricky sighed heavily as he gently moved his hands to his sister’s back and continued rubbing it.

Angela smiled as she kissed cheek, she laid her head back onto Ricky’s chest, she jumped when she heard her stomach growling. Ricky sat up and glanced at his younger sister.

“You hungry?” The older sibling asked his little sister, Angela lifted her head to look at her brother, then she nodded her head. “Alright, let’s go downstairs to the kitchen to find something to eat. Ricky glanced around the kitchen, then he looked into the living room.

“I have a better idea,” Ricky said, which got Angela’s attention. “How about I make some chocolate chip cookies and popcorn, then we’ll watch some Scooby Doo cartoons for a bit?”

Angela looked at him, she wasn’t fully on board with the idea. “Umm, are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, I am hungry, I know. But what if Aunt Martha comes home early and sees we’re up so late?”

Ricky smiled at his younger sister, he ruffled her fur sweetly. “It’s alright, look I’ll let Aunt Martha know what we’re doing, I’ll let her know what happened so it shouldn’t be a problem.”

Angela sighed, shrugged her shoulders and headed for the living room’s couches, the one that was facing the T.V. It was difficult to change Ricky’s mind whenever he made his decision.

Angela gave a huge sigh, her voice was mixed with sorrow and distress. The young female Caman looked into the kitchen to see Ricky talking on the phone, she knew he was talking to her Aunt Martha considering he said he was going to talk to her and let her know what was going on at her home while she was working.

Angela had a lot of doubt that Aunt Martha would allow them to use her T.V given her behavior. The young female Caman gave a huge sigh, her voice was mixed with sorrow and distress. Once Ricky came back into the living room, he had a huge smile on his face.

“How was the chat?” Angela asked, refusing to keep her hopes up high. “It went well,” he replied. “Aunt Martha said we can make popcorn and watch a bit of Scooby Doo cartoons, but we shouldn’t stay up too late, so we’re going to stay for an hour.”

Angela nodded and helped Ricky prepare the popcorn, once it was finished, the two siblings poured the popcorn into a plastic bowl before they both settled onto the couch and curled up into some warm blankets.

Ricky gently kissed his younger sister’s forehead as he put his arm around Angela’s shoulders, the female Caman sighed and rested her head on Ricky’s chest.

The older brother turned on the T.V and set it to Scooby Doo cartoons, Angela ate some popcorn and giggled as she watched her favourite cartoon dog.

An hour later

Ricky shut off the T.V and set the empty bowl on the kitchen counter near the sink. “Time to go to bed sweetie,” Ricky said sweetly. Angela looked at him with a fearful look on her young face. “What’s wrong?” The older brother questioned, trying to read her facial expression and understand what was going on in her head. He gently sat next to his female sibling and put his arm around her shoulders, he almost knew why she was against sleeping. 

“Hey Angie,” the male sibling said softly. “It’s okay, I know you’re having nightmares, I know you’re suffering from PTSD. You don’t have to worry or keep everything bottled up inside forever. I’m here for you and I always will be, my baby sister.” 

The brown Caman smiled finally and allowed her seventeen year old brother to pick her up. Angela blinked as Ricky set her down on the floor leading to his bedroom, the young Caman raised her brow. What was she doing here? Why didn’t her brother bring her to her bedroom? Ricky lifted his paw to turn the doorknob that belonged to his bedroom. The two walked into Ricky’s room, Ricky shut the door behind them. “How about tonight, you’ll sleep with me in my bed?” 

Angela carefully stoked her white wings, she looked at Ricky’s bed, then back at her brother. “Are you sure we should sleep together?” Angela asked softly. “It seems weird to be sleeping with my sibling in the same bed.” “I know it seems weird to you, but I want to comfort you, help you sleep and get sleep myself.” 

Angela gave a shrug and the two siblings walked over to Ricky’s bed, the young female cat lay down on her brother’s bed, Ricky covered the two in soft blankets before he fell asleep instantly. Angela didn’t however, she was still awake, she didn’t want to fall asleep after her horrible nightmare. She silently glanced at Ricky’s dresser, she didn’t move for a few seconds before she rolled over to face the back of her brother, she cuddled close to him and finally fell asleep.

July 1st, 1983

The next day, Angela was woken up by Ricky shaking her. “Wakey, wakey little Angie,” Ricky cooed as Angela slowly lifted her head, she got up, got herself ready and picked up her bags she prepared already and they both headed downstairs. Aunt Martha wasn’t in the house, in fact, there was no sign of Aunt Martha in the house. The only thing there was a McDonald’s hotcakes takeout on the counter. “Strange, where’s Auntie?” Ricky asked, scratching his head, Angela noticed the note on the hotcakes. 

“Ricky,” she called, her brother walked over to her. ‘Dear children, sorry I am unable to see you both off as you leave for summer camp. The roads near my workplace have become blocked off for an unknown reason. My friend, Henry Williams got you both breakfast, I’ll probably see you both once you get home, Aunt Martha.’ Ricky smiled and took the containers over to the table. “Too bad Auntie can’t see us off,” he sighed. 

“But hey, at least I don’t have to make breakfast.” Angela sat down at the kitchen table in the kitchen. Ricky opened his container of hotcakes and put butter and syrup on to the hotcakes, Angela did the same thing to her hotcakes. The two both ate the hotcakes quickly and gathered their stuff by the door. “Well almost time to head off to camp!” Ricky said, sounding like a little kid. “Ooohh, we’re going to have so much fun!” Angela shyly glanced at her bags, she didn’t even look at him. 

“Oh look! The bus is here!” Her brother shouted in excitement, his loud voice scared her. “Come on, let’s go Angela!” Angela took a deep breath, grabbed her backpack and headed outside with her older brother. The young cat girl glanced up at the yellow school bus that would take her and Ricky to Camp Arawak. It was her first time at summer camp, so she was quite nervous. Ricky went to Camp Arawak for three years, while he was there, he met a boy around his sister’s age, the boy’s name was Paul McDonald. 

This year, he wanted to bring Angela to Camp Arawak, help her find new friends and hopefully help his little sis get over her fear of the water. Ricky was so hyped to be going to camp the fourth time, he wanted to jump up and down like crazy, but he held it in, he didn’t want to scare his female sibling anymore. Angela found two empty seats and sat down with her male sibling. She didn’t speak as the bus driver took the bus full of hyped Camans and Humans to Camp Arawak.

 

Meanwhile outside of Camp Arawak

Deep in the woods of the huge Arawak forest, there was a forest clearing near a river far away from the Caman Republic. The land was covered in Native American tents and homes. Inside one of the tents, there were four people in sleeping bags, dead asleep. One of the people, a young female, suddenly stirred and opened her eyes, the sunlight casting into the tent and lighting up the inside. “Hmm? It’s morning already?” 

The girl quietly slipped out of her sleeping bag and went to open the tent, carefully and quietly so she didn’t wake her teammates. The sun was shining brightly down on the camp she lived in, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Man, it’s a wonderful day out,” the female exclaimed as she looked around, grabbing a spear, some rope and a bow and arrows. “What are you doing, Saffron?” a male voice muttered behind her. 

Saffron jumped and turned around, the male Caman flapping his wings behind her had dark chocolate brown coat, dark midnight blue eyes and a scar over his left eye. Saffron recognized this male immediately. “Oh hi Lance! Fancy meeting you here!” Lance only laughed softly as he left the tent along with the other two who had woken up. 

One of them was a young female Human, her hair was an offish orange-yellow color and her hair was flat. Her eyes were a lime green color and her skin tone was a pinkish color. The one flapping his wings was a yellow color, his coat was a dark yellow with a single lighter shade of yellow highlight and his eyes were a dark green. More and more Camans and Humans stepped out of their homes, basking in the sun’s glow and light. Saffron got a good look at her surroundings, things were starting to become crystal clear in her mind. 

Some young teens gathered in groups and began chatting about what they did last night and whatever stuff that came to their minds. Lance walked away from everyone else, focusing on a small log that was on their campsite, he didn’t want to talk to anybody, he’d rather be on his own. The boy cat jumped when he felt a hand on his arm. “Lance, come on!” Saffron said. “Come and talk with us!” Lance grunted, he gently pulled back, oh how he hated social interactions. 

“No, I’m fine.” “Just playing with that log all by yourself? I don’t think so.” The boy sighed and rose to his feet though reluctant, following behind Saffron. The group she was talking to was a group of three girls and three guys, sitting around a fire pit and chatting quietly. Saffron let go of Lance’s arm and joined them, eager to catch up on their conversation. Lance sat off to the side, not wanting to talk with anyone, instead he sat on the ground and folded his arms across his chest.

 A couple of sun birds flew over the camp, Lance looked up and watched them gather into the tree branches. “Attention, attention, members of our society!” An older man who looked to be in his late or early forties called, ringing a bell to get everyone’s attention. Every Caman and Human stopped what they were doing and looked up. “I have an important announcement to make, I know that the ringing of this bell usually means that breakfast is done, but I’ve got some awful news: our food supply is starting to run low.” 

Gasps of shock came out from the crowd, young teens looked at each other in surprise and horror, each of them thinking the same thing. ‘Was it true?’ “For this, you guys are going to have to work together to catch food for today. After this, me and the others will gather food ourselves when we have the time or something.” 

The crowd nodded in agreement, turning their heads to look at each other again. Once the leader had left the stage, a couple of groups went off into the forest with hunting gear and survival supplies. Lance walked alone while Saffron walked with her fellow friends. The male grunt didn’t look at anyone nor did he speak. 

After a while, they stopped once they were deeper into the woods, the trees around them casted dark shades on the grounds of the forest, the Camans and Humans underneath. A couple of Camans who looked about twenty, got out some of their gear and started gathering the other members, dividing their plans and giving each group a different task and location. Since most of the members were young teenagers, there was a lot of arguing over who had to do what. A few minutes went by, at that point everyone was able to get their crap together and they headed to find food in different groups. 

Saffron, Carl, the yellow Caman in her tent, and Sarah, the other Human in her tent, stuck together like they always did. Lance, on the hand, opened his wings and took off somewhere into the forest by flying. Saffron stuck to the ground, using her magic to collect any type of plantlike safe to eat, she and the other two teens she came with walked off a little deeper into the forest. “Yo,” Carl said, flying behind her. “How are you?” 

Saffron turned her head and smiled when she saw him. “Oh, I’m fine,” she said, giggling a little. “Oh good, glad to hear that.” The other female in the group, Sarah, rolled her eyes and started to climb the thick trunk of a tree, her teammates stood at the base and watched her with worried looks. “Be careful!” Saffron called. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I will,” Sarah replied, glancing down at them. 

Saffron glanced at another tree and started to climb, she carried her supplies she had collected a few minutes before on her back, she had done this several times before so it wasn’t a new thing to her. The height of the tree gave the young female grunt a view of the forest and their camp, the view was so beautiful that Saffron had to tear her gaze away to focus on climbing. 

Her hand gripped a branch which thankfully was strong enough to support her weight, Saffron pulled herself on the branch, getting a front row view at the wooden world that was called her home. Saffron took a deep breath, she smirked as the cool air blow over her, the fresh air was a lot better and cleaner than the disgusting crappy air of the city. “Do you see any prey?” called one of her teammates, snapping her back to reality. She looked down and spotted Carl gazing up at her from the ground. 

“No, not yet,” she replied, she then focused on the ground and the sky, finally catching a glance of a deer-like creature walking below. “Perfect,” she muttered under her breath, she took out an arrow from her carrier and pulled the arrow on the bow, then prepared her aim. Saffron carefully pulled back the arrow and shot it, it flew down so fast like a rocket that the deer had little time to react before the sharp point entered its side. The creature was killed in an instant. 

“Got one!” Saffron called down to her teammates, Carl cheered, grabbed the body and dragged it toward their gear. The bushes ahead of the young grunt started to rustle, he jumped and readied his spear, preparing to defend himself against whatever threat was coming. However after a few seconds, two more deer creatures hopped out and glanced at him. 

“Two in my sight!” Carl shouted, rearing his spear and charging forward, scaring off one of the deer. He managed to kill it in just seconds. “Saffron! Quick shoot the fleeing deer!” Saffron reacted quickly and fired another arrow, hitting and killing the other deer in a second. “Nice work, girl!” Carl called, dragging both bodies toward their gear though this time was a little harder.

Meanwhile

Lance flapped his wings through the forest, the shade of the trees made the world around him look darker.

The young Caman found flying a lot more useful than just sticking to the ground and walking. There wasn’t a crazy variety of food but there was still food in the trees to be found.

The young man also found flying to be rather calming since he was far away from everyone else.

Lance never liked being around people, it didn't matter who it was, he hated social interactions with other people considering his nature, hell he hated talking to other people even if it was one person.

He was a rather antisocial type of person, always alone and he'd rather be alone. The young male was also quite cold, always pushing people away when they tried to come near him, Lance preferred his loneliness more than company, he’d rather be alone then with any potential backstabbing assholes!

The wind picked up, blowing through the green leaves on the trees and ruffling the brown Caman’s fur. A couple of birds flew by his head.

“Hm, are the birds nesting today?” The young grunt thought to himself, if there were he knew better than to mess with them. The Sun birds of Arawak were known for their beautiful feathers and aggressive nature, these types of birds were also overprotective mothers of their young and would attack anything or anyone who came close. So in hindsight, coming close to a Sun birds nest was basically asking for trouble. Lance’s eyes travelled over the lone branches, looking for nests filled with eggs that were free of birds. 

After a few minutes, the young male cat came across a tree branch with a lone nest filled with eggs, Lance took each egg and placed them in a leather bag, the one he made from leather, feathers, leaves and vines. “Well, I found one. I hope I can find more,” Lance thought, flying off but carefully to another tree, a light breeze blew through the air. 

It was starting to become hot even though it was only 8:00am in the morning. “God, does it always get so hot here?” He thought, wiping some sweat off his brow, finding it difficult to keep flying. A bunch of Lunar birds quickly flew away once they sensed the presence of the young Caman, but they left behind their nests. These birds weren’t exactly the sharpest knives in the drawer or the bravest soldiers in the army. 

“Well, I guess I don’t need to look any further.” Lance took the eggs and stuffed them into his bag then flew down and set it on the ground. He opened his pack, his tail smacked the dirt ground, kicking up dirt. His paws searched around, looking for something. He finally pulled out an egg carton, Lance reached out and pulled his bag closer, he used his magic to lift the eggs from the bag to the carton.

Breathing through his nose, Lance set the full carton into his pack, then silently sat down on a log. A couple ladybugs flew by his head, Lance quietly reached his paw out and let one land on his paw. It crawled on his fur for a little bit before it started to fly away, he took a deep breath and let it out through his nose. Tweeting suddenly came into his ears but he didn’t pay attention to them. Unknown to him, there was an army of Sun birds gathering in the sky, nearly covering the sun.

Meanwhile

Two males walked on a forest path in a different part of the huge forest, throwing some kind of animal feed on the ground. One of the boys was growing more and more frustrated with the results, especially with the lack of prey coming. “This is stupid, idiot,” decleared one of the young men, turning his furious glare toward his comrade. “Give me a damn break, man!” The second man snapped. “It’s not my fault you decided to pick the most boring way to hunt!” 

The first man growled, threw the box on the ground and tried crushing the container. “Hey, calm down. Taking your anger out on an object isn’t going to help.” Both men signed to themselves, but they continued on their way. The angry male decided to tuck the container into his pocket. The roar of the nearby river suddenly broke the silence of the forest, both men looked in the direction of the river from the forest’s cliff. 

“I bet the guys who are fishing are having better luck than we are,” the man with the leftover feed said, pointing in the direction of the river down below. “Want to find out?” The empty handed man answered, no more was said on the matter. 

The two grunts slowly made their way to the river, a couple of creatures with mice skulls for heads, ribby body and spider legs crawled along a couple of the tree branches and started hissing angrily at the males. “Well jeez, someone’s a little more angrier than usual.” 

The creatures jumped out at them, the empty handed man leaped right at the creatures and smashed them both, light blue blood leaked right out from the crushed body. “Dude?! What the hell!?” The grunt with the feed shouted at his partner. “Why are you yelling at me for?! Those things were going to kill us anyway!” 

“How do you know that?!” Both men stopped and glared at each other, the empty handed man wiped the monster’s blood off his hands, he cringed in disgust. Not saying anything, the two continued their trek which was quiet and uneventful thankfully.

 It took a few minutes, but the two men finally came across the river where a group of grunts were sitting. The grunt supervising them was a Caman with a light blue coat, blue eyes and had wings on her back, she looked between the age of nineteen or twenty. 

The female supervisor looked up and acknowledged the two incoming grunts. “Rob, Jason,” she said in a neutral tone. “Such an unexpected surprise. What brings you here?” 

“We’re in a bad situation,” Jason said, glaring a little at Rob. “Yeah, we’re not having too much luck with the feed,” Rob replied, handing the feed back to the female leader. “We were wondering if we could help catch fish.” The blue Caman looked up at the sun and sky, noticing the hundreds of birds collecting in the sky. “Isn’t that a giant army of Sun birds gathering in the sky?”

 Both guys turned around and gasped in surprise, there was a bloody army of Sun and Lunar birds flying right towards them. “Oh...crap,” Jason said as his whole face turned white with horror. The female giggled as she slowly and carefully lifted the feed up and launched all the feed at the two boys. “Hey what the hell?!” Rob yelled, trying to brush the bird feed off himself, the birds suddenly came flying down like a bolt of lightning. The two boys didn’t have any time before they were now completely covered in birds, which had eyes like those of crazed gold diggers.

The other grunts laughed, both Jason and Rob were known as a couple of bullies who picked on the younger and smaller grunts in their team, so it was nice to get some revenge for all the crap they suffered.

Once the birds had cleared, which took a couple of minutes thanks to the others helping to clear them away, both the bullies were covered in feathers like bright and dark colored chickens.

Almost every one of the grunts fishing were dying of laughter, Rob stormed over to the group. “This was payback, wasn’t it?” he demanded, the fishing team laughed even harder and nodded, Rob sighed and stormed away along with Jason, not willing to put up a fight with them. The team cheered and high fived each other as they continued fishing, happy over their victory as they caught a fish.

Meanwhile (A few minutes later)

The sign to camp popped up as the bus pulled up to its destination, everyone was bouncing in their seats like no other. Not any amount of caffeine combined could create hype such as this.

As the bus stopped right outside the camp, the doors opened and the bus-load of Camans and Humans came rushing out of the bus like waterfalls as they eagerly dashed toward the front gate, where camp director, Ronnie, greeted the arriving campers.

Ricky took his sister by her hand as he led her over to the cabins. As he and Angela walked to their cabins, he gasped in shock when he saw a familiar fifteen year old yellow-furred male Caman standing around Cabin 19.

“Paul!” Ricky cried, sprinting up to his buddy. The Caman named Paul, turned his head in the direction of the yell and smiled wide as he noticed his best friend running up to him.

“Howdy there Ricky!” Paul gasped in excitement, he and Ricky shook paws once he got close, both their wings popped open. Angela watched the pair for a moment before she looked away to focus her gaze on something else. Unknown to her, the two boys shared a hug and gently kissed each other on the cheek.

Angela turned her head to glance at her brother, this time, both the boy cats caught her stare. “Howdy!” Paul said cheerfully, waving at the young female Caman, Angela blushed and looked at her paws.

Paul frowned a bit at her reaction, he was very confused. “What’s up? Is that your girlfriend or something?” Paul asked Ricky. “Oh sorry Paul,” Ricky said to his boyfriend.

“I forgot to introduce you to my little sister, this is Angela Darklight, my younger sister, you remember her, right?” Ricky pointed his finger toward his little sister so Paul understood who he was talking about, Paul nodded but he was still confused about Angela’s silence. "Oh," Paul said, remembering all their times on the streets. "But can you explain why she's quiet, especially right now?"

“She’s kinda shy, I guess,” Ricky said, answering Paul’s question even though he didn’t ask. “You know, it’s her first time at camp, so she’s pretty nervous.”

“Oh okay, I understand,” the blond cat responded, starting to walk away. “So coming to our bunk? We’re both in Bunk 19.” “Sure,” Ricky said, his tail slapping the ground a little. “First I have to get Angela and her bags into her cabin, catch you later.”

Paul nodded and shook his best friend’s paw again. “Alright you got it.” Paul took off running toward his cabin, most likely to put his stuff in his cabin. Ricky took his sister’s paw and led her to her cabin, wherever it was.

“Ricky, I’m scared,” Angela whimpered. “I don’t want to be here.” Ricky laughed at what she said, it was only a few seconds into camp. “Oh silly girl,” he said, shaking his head. “Homesick already? You just got here, give camp a chance Angie.”

Angela sighed heavily, she knew saying she wanted to go home when it was the first day wouldn’t work, although she wasn’t sure if telling her brother she wasn’t comfortable with camp would work at all, especially considering she made the promise and Ricky wanted to get away from grumpy Aunt Martha. Plus this was probably one of the only times she could spend with Mike and the rest of their street rat gang and she did care about them deeply.

Ricky approached Bunk 17, gently opened the cabin door and pushed it to the left. “Woah.” He was surprised at how much space there was in the cabin itself. There was a large living room with three couches and a small T.V on a table. To the right of the cabin, there was a small kitchen complete with a dining table, fridge and counters with kitchen supplies. The two siblings were surprised at how much room there was.

“Well how about that!” Rick exclaimed as he walked more into the living room. “Look at all that space you have here!” Angela glanced around the living room, before she turned her head to face Ricky again. “Okay Angela,” Rick said, still holding her bags. “I’ll help you carry your stuff upstairs to your room, then you can stay either in your room or you can go out on your own or come with me to see Paul.”

Angela shrugged and walked upstairs, her tail swishing behind her, along with Ricky following behind her. She sat off to the side while her older brother picked out a room for her and opened the door. Angela shut her eyes for a few seconds.

Once she and Ricky stepped inside, Angela was quite surprised at how neat the room was, there was a bed in the middle of the room, backed up against the wall. There was also a dresser, a chair and a single window that held a small brown flower pot with hundreds of golden flowers, some of them were still closed.

“Well, this isn’t what I was expecting,” Angela muttered. “I was expecting the cabin to be really tiny.” Ricky set his sister’s bags down and set his paw on Angela’s shoulder, she turned her head to face her brother. “How do you like your new room?” Ricky asked, giving her a kind smile. Angela gave a shrug.

“It’s alright,” she replied while not looking at him, Ricky smiled even more. “Okay, do you want to hang out with me and Paul?” Angela shook her head. “No thanks Ricky,” she sighed, rubbing the back of her neck. “I’m feeling sore, I want to lie down for a minute.”

“Okay, I’ll see you later. If you need anything, me and Paul will be in Bunk 19. Catch you later.” Once he left the room, Angela changed out of the single Arawak t-shirt she had so she could put on her white nightgown, a long white simple dress with no sleeves, and crawled into the bed.

She purred as she felt the soft sheets on her body. “This is a nice room,” Angela thought as she got comfy. “It’s almost like my own room back home, oh Dad, Mom and Peter, I miss you guys so much.” A single tear fell from Angela’s left eye as she started to fall asleep.

Meanwhile

“Mikey, come on!” called the voice of a young Human, dashing ahead of his older brother, a light brown Caman with blue eyes and dark yellow hair.

“Whoa, whoa. Slow down Dylan,” Mikey or rather Mike said, trying his best to catch up. “Oh come on! Camp is going to start without us and I want to see which cabin I’m in!”

“Hey chill, camp is not going to start without us,” Mike said calmly, trying to cool his younger brother’s excitement.

“There’s still time you know.” The older cat strolled over to Dylan, who looked up at him with annoyance.

“Kenny and Judy are still grabbing their stuff, so I suggest we wait for them to get here.” Dylan pouted and sat on the ground, folding his arms over his chest and breathing heavily through his nose, Mike gave a heavy sigh.

“Hey, hey, don’t be like that,” Mike said, sitting down beside his brother.

“I get that you’re excited, I really do but there are other people who are coming here beside you, gotta learn a little patience kid.”

Dylan sighed as his older sibling sat down next to him, placing his paw on his shoulder. Dylan tapped at Mike’s shoulder and squeezed it several times, trying to get his attention. About a few minutes went by, two teens carrying suitcases in their paws or magic.

“Hey Kenny! Judy!” Mike called, waving his paw to lead them over. “Hey man,” Kenny said, placing a suitcase on the ground with his red magic. “You guys were waiting for us?” Mike nodded, smirking a little at his brother. “Yeah, although my little brother wanted to go on without you guys.”

A shocked and angry expression appeared on Dylan’s face. “Michael!” The little boy whined, Mike snorted with laughter. “I’m just messing with you, I promise,” the older male responded, ruffling his sibling’s hair. “You are an asshole sometimes,” Dylan replied, playfully punching his brother’s shoulder.

Mike rolled his eyes, he then led his brother and two friends down the camp hill that led toward the camp. Dylan excitedly jumped up and down as the four walked into the camp, Kenny held a little nervous face but did his best to hide it. Judy eyed some of the campers but she never made eye contact with anyone since no one was looking at her.

A wing gently touched her shoulder, she looked up at Mike who smiled kindly and wrapped his wing around her shoulders. The young cat girl felt comfort knowing that someone familiar was beside her in an unfamiliar place.

“Hello campers!” called a voice, the four looked over to the right to see an older male cat walking up to them. “Are you looking for your cabins?” “Uh yeah Mr…” Kenny started. “Ronnie,” the tom cat stated, Kenny paused mid-sentence. “Yeah Ronnie, are you the camp director?”

Ronnie nodded. “I owned this camp for ten years and this is my eleventh.” The three toms and one queen all nodded, their confusion slowly melting away. “Do you know which cabin I’m in?” Dylan asked, walking up to the camp director.

“Sure if you just follow me.” Dylan nodded, grabbed his stuff and started to follow after Ronnie. “See you later big bro!” Dylan called, hugging Mike quickly before running off.

“Oh Judy, Kenny and Mike, you guys are in Bunk 17 and Bunk 20,” Ronnie called, pointing over to another set of cabins down a hill toward the lake. “Okay, thanks,” Kenny said in an awkward tone, turning around as did his friends.

The three teenagers walked off, checking out each of the cabins, keeping a close eye for 17 and 20. “Gees this camp is so large,” Judy said, looking around the entire camp.

“You ain’t kidding,” Kenny replied, gazing at the cabins and other buildings. “Hey Jud!” Mike said suddenly, the other two quickly turned their heads.

The eighteen year old tom pointed at a cabin down a small hill near the camp lake, which had a number 17 carved into the front. “Well this is it,” Judy said, taking a deep breath.

“Time to head inside, do you boys mind coming with me?” “Sure,” Kenny said as he and Mike trotted up the stairs along with their friend.

Inside the cabin

Angela was asleep for only two minutes, but she got woken up by the wooden door to the cabin opening and slamming shut. Angela sighed heavily and crawled out of bed, she walked out of her temporary bedroom and spotted three more campers in the cabin.

Two were older tom cats, one was a young queen. The female and one of the males both had brown fur, but the male cat had eyes that were red like a ruby and his fur was silky.

The girl’s fur was short and she had blue eyes like a light blue. The last tom had light brown fur, blue eyes like the girl, beautiful dark yellow hair, a fluffy tail the same colour as his coat and he wore a dark brown cowboy hat.

She recognized the blond tom cat almost immediately. “Well, here’s your cabin, Jud,” the blond tom exclaimed. “What do you think?” The brunette female looked around the cabin with her eyes before she focused her gaze back on her male friend.

“It’s alright,” Judy said. “Although it’s not what I expected.” Angela started to walk down the stairs, wanting to see Mike and know who the other two Camans were. Kenny suddenly spotted the young girl walking down the staircase.

“Hey Jud!” Kenny called his friend. “Looks like you’re not alone in this cabin.” “What are you talking about?” Judy asked before she glanced up to spy the young Darklight cat slowly approaching them. She let out a shocked gasp at seeing her friend as did Angela when the two girls and two boys locked eyes with each other. "Judy?" Angela asked, tears filling her eyes. "Hi Angela," Judy responded in a warm tone, Angela quickly sprinted downstairs and hugged Mike, Kenny and Judy who all hugged her. "Oh it's so good to see you again!" the young girl exclaimed, crying from happiness. "It's good to see you too," Mike said happily.

Once the four pulled apart, they jumped into a conversation. "So how was life so far?" Judy asked, Angela rubbed the back of her neck. "Aw you know, same same," Angela said shyly. "There's nothing else too interesting, especially ever since we ended our business finding beer bottles and cans and those sewer adventures." The four lightly snorted with laughter as they looked back on those days in their youth, those were crazy times. "So how was your life?" Angela asked, Judy grinned happily. "Oh, the greatest thing, I got my own business selling dresses started, and I'm getting paid for the hard work I'm doing. And Mike's relationship with Kenny is really starting to get serious..." Judy quickly stopped talking once she realised what she said, but it was too late, both Mike and Kenny's cheeks were a bright pink colour and their eyes were widened in stunned surprise, Judy covered her mouth. “Judy,” Mike said as he covered his bright pink cheeks with his paws. “Did you have to tell her about my crush now?” Judy’s eyes widened once she realised what she just said, she turned her head to face the blushing boy.

“Sorry Michael,” Judy said, her voice nearly dropping to a whisper. Angela blinked, she tried to process the situation, but it was kinda hard to get the details straight.

She jumped when she heard the front door open the second time since she got here. Angela, Mike, Judy and Kenny looked up to spy a Human woman who looked about in her twenties stumbling into the living room. The twenty four year old female had brown hair pulled into a large bun, pink skin and blue eyes.

The weird thing about the woman was the clothes she was wearing: she wore a white lab coat, black shirt and black jeans, she also had glasses on, not the best choice of clothes for the hot weather of the summer months.

The young woman dropped her bags on the ground before she glanced around the cabin. “Oh my god,” the female exclaimed as she went into a panic attack. “My first day at my new job and I’m late! And I hadn’t really prepared for my first day, I hadn’t showered, I barely got dressed and...oh my! Everything in my suitcase is a mess!”

Mike flexed his large light brown wings out, Angela blinked as she watched his lovely large wings rise up. “Hey miss,” Mike said calmly. “Take it easy, you’re not late, you’re right on time.”

But the stressed woman didn’t look so sure. “But I checked my watch and it said 8:40,” she replied, looking at her watch again with a confused look on her face.

“The time is now 8:15,” Kenny pointed out. “The time most campers leave for camp is 7:50. Camp doesn’t start until 9:00-9:30 or later because some campers arrive much later than expected, so I think you got the time all messed up.”

The young lady sighed with relief and pushed her black glasses up. “Sorry about that,” the twenty four year old brunette said. “Let me introduce myself, I am Samantha Westwood. I am one of the new counsellors here! Oh boy, I hope I didn’t freak you out or something.” Angela looked at her before she flexed her own wings out, she shifted so she was lying flat on her back.

“Well I think I should put my bags in my room! Well ...wherever it is,” Samantha called as she started to walk away, but she then paused and looked around. “Umm where are the counsellors’ rooms?”

Angela shrugged, Judy did as well. The nervous woman started looking around, meanwhile Angela began curling up onto the couch, Kenny reached his paw out and squeezed her bare paws, then spidered his fingers up to her toes.

Angela squealed and pulled her paws up to her chest, Mike grabbed his boyfriend’s arm. “Really?” He asked, Kenny looked at him nervously. “She’s only been here for like a few minutes and you’re already teasing her?” Angela quietly blushed as she stretched her legs out.

The cabin door opened once again, Ricky and Paul stepped inside the cabin, both of them looked tired and sweaty. “Hello Angela!” Ricky called cheerfully, his younger sister jumped in surprise at the sudden shift. “Sorry for scaring you,” Paul said sweetly to the jumpy sibling. “How are you?” Ricky asked as he approached the young girl. Angela didn’t respond, her heart was beating hard in her chest. “I-I-I’m fine,” Angela said finally, Ricky frowned.

“Still nervous, are you?” The older sibling asked as his brown tail swished, the young female cat shook her head. “No you just scared me,” she said softly, running her paw fingers through her puffy tail. Paul sat down next to the shy girl, much to Angela’s slight discomfort, she quietly scooted away from him as she wasn't entirely used to Paul being so close to her.

"Kenny?" Ricky asked in surprise, he and the other street cats looked at each other the second the brown Caman opened his mouth. "Ricky?" Kenny asked, looking over his fellow teenage comrade to make sure that was the same Caman, once he recognized the boy, they both gasped. "What's up, you're still out here with the gang?" Ricky asked, a little of his sass that the guys were all too familiar with. "Ha! You should know I'm still with the gang!" 

“Is this how we’re going to start the day?” she asked. “Some boyish sass over nothing?” Ricky and Paul looked at her, wondering who she was and why the hell she was interrupting them.

“I apologise for my words, but I’m trying to unpack in this room.” Samantha went back in her room and continued unpacking, Kenny snorted and laid down Mike’s chest and started to doze off. Mike gave a smile and ran his paw fingers through his boyfriend’s hair, he also kissed Kenny’s head. "Honestly Ricky, it's great to see you," Mike said, brushing his blond hair away from his face.

“Seems like we didn’t have much time to talk,” Paul said, Angela scooted away from the blond boy cat, she wasn’t used to sitting next to Paul despite knowing him considering they were in the same business.

“Huh? Still shy, are you?” Paul asked as he gently wrapped his paws around Angela’s paws. Ricky set his paw on his sister’s shoulder, he took notice that Angela’s face was a little more pink than usual.

“Aww, do you like him?” Ricky teased as he sat next to his little sister, poor Angela’s face turned even redder. Her sibling laughed and scooped her up and placed her on his lap, she let out a little surprised yelp.

Judy watched as Ricky sweetly kissed Angela’s head, Angela retorted by reaching her paws out and squeezing Ricky’s sides which got a giggle out of her brother.

“What playful siblings,” she said with a gleeful smile, then she turned to face Kenny and Mike. “Kind of sounds like you two, especially when you were kids.” Mike blushed and rubbed the back of his neck, he wasn’t going to try to protest against that comment, because it was true.

“Aww indeed,” Samantha called, peeking out of her bedroom again, Mike sighed and slowly stared at her.

“Do you have to get into every one of our conversations?” He demanded, Samantha flashed a silly smile before heading back into her new room. Paul walked outside to see more campers in the camp, some of them wore dark clothes and spoke in groups, the boy thought this was strange since it was warm in the summer. Paul looked around again, he spotted two Human girls walking up toward the cabin. One of the girls had long red hair with red highlights, her eyes were green and her skin tone was pink. The other girl had black hair, dark blue eyes and pale skin as well. Paul waved at the two in a friendly manner, expecting one of them to wave back.

“Howdy! Welcome to Camp Arawak!” The male was surprised when the two girls glared daggers at him, he was even more surprised when he was pushed off his paws by the redhead. He landed face first into the grass next to the porch of the cabin. Paul sat up with a gasp, so damn lucky that he didn’t crash into either of the steps of the wooden porch in front of the cabin. Paul rolled over and angrily whipped his head around to the two newcomers.

“What the hell?” Paul shouted once he landed eye contact on these two, he was shocked that he had been pushed, actually shoved would be more like it and rudely by two Humans no less!

“What was that for?” The black haired girl sneered at him, a very cold and selfish sneer, something that didn’t sit well with the blond Caman, it made him shake in his boots.

“How about you shut up?” She asked with a growl, scaring the yellow cat even more. “We don’t need a dork like you messing up our summer.” Paul gulped hard and scooted away from the two females, he waited until they went inside before he flew at top speed into the girls’ cabin, hoping these two snobs didn’t notice him.

Meanwhile

Samantha finished unpacking in her room and was now hanging around in the living room. Kenny was lying in a recliner, reading a book. Mike, Judy, Ricky and Samantha were chatting while Angela was napping on an empty couch. “So this is your first time at a camp?” Ricky asked the new counselor, however Samantha shook her head.

“Actually no,” she replied, looking very sad. “I went to two summer camps when I was younger for two years, both of them weren’t great experiences.” Ricky raised his brow, he didn’t understand what she meant, but he probably should’ve.

“What do you mean?” He asked, wanting to know what she meant. “Well I was bullied by the older girls both times at camp,” she sighed, feeling angry and upset at the memories.

“Do you know why you were bullied?” Judy asked. “Well it was mostly because I was just a normal girl wanting to have a summer of fun, I mean these girls were people who would dress like supermodels and get ten rounds of plastic surgery ten times a day to attract all the males in the camp even though most of the guys were younger then them.”

Judy looked startled like she just discovered a shocking secret about someone she knew, Mike felt a feeling of disgust creep into his soul while Ricky cringed.

“Okay that just sounds wrong,” Judy said while she shook her head and turned to face Michael. “I don’t think I need a lawyer to tell me how wrong that is,” he muttered, he looked at Kenny who was still reading and completely oblivious to what was going on.

“How about we change the subject?” Ricky asked, looking disgusted but trying to hide it, the others agreed. "So have any of you been at camp before?" Samantha asked casually. "Well, actually no," Mike responded, scratching the back of his head. "What makes you think that?" Samantha rubbed the back of her own neck as she tried to think of her answer. "Well to be honest, I was listening to your conversation and heard you greeting each other, so I figured you went here before and met each other before. The gang looked at each other before Ricky spoke up. "Well, we did meet each other but not in the scenario you think." Samantha tilted her head at what the boy as the group prepared to tell their story, but before anyone could open their mouths to speak, the cabin door opened once again, this time two Humans girls walked inside.

Behind them was the scared Paul, rapidly flapping his wings, flying higher to avoid contact with the ground and the two girls below. The boy’s face had a look of fear and uncertainty as if something had scared him.

“Paul?” Ricky asked once he noticed his male partner’s facial expression. “Babe are you okay?” The two females paid no attention to the blond boy cat as he flew over to the seventeen brown cat and curled up in his arms.

Kenny and Angela now were up and listening to what was going on. “Do you notice this cabin Mary?” The redhead said to her friend, the black-haired girl snorted with laughter at what her friend just said.

“Yeah I thought it was going to be small but it’s so big. Why is that?” Mary asked in a sarcastically curious tone, Ricky sprung up immediately.

“It’s because they want to give every camper more room inside,” he piped up, his tail wrapped around his shaking partner’s tail, however the two cruel girls shot the older sibling of Angela and Peter Darklight a death glare.

“Who asked you?!” Mary snapped at him, Ricky jumped at that retort as he wasn’t expecting that much rudeness to come out of someone like her. “I didn’t ask for a lowlife stray animal like you to speak!”

“Excuse me?” Samantha demanded, taken back by the sudden rudeness as was the rest of the gang. “What was that? Why are you being rude to him on the first day of camp Bella and Mary?”

Bella snorted at the camp counselor which seemed to make Samantha angry, an emotion she barely felt. “What was that?” The twenty four year old demanded, though her voice was filled with fear and nervousness.

“Oh look who’s here,” Bella growled, making the others shudder though they didn’t know why except for Samantha. “It looks like the turtle finally decided to come out of her shell.”

“For the last time, I am not a turtle!” She shouted, Mary only laughed in a mean tone making the newbie counselor back up. “If you’re not a turtle, then how come in every one of our chats, you were too scared to say anything interesting to anyone?” Mary sneered, Samantha shut her mouth, she didn’t have an answer for that other than the obvious.

Angela poked her head up, she watched the scene with frightened eyes, she hoped the mean girls didn’t notice her, but they spotted her to her dismay which was something she wanted to avoid.

“Oh look Bella,” Mary said in a sadistic tone, slowly walking toward Angela, the young girl backed up in fear, her senses went wild. “Looks like someone decided to bring some homeless girl from the streets to a summer camp.” Angela gasped in sadness and plain shocked surprise, she could not believe what this girl said to her, she hadn’t never heard such insults like that, the young girl felt her eyes water with tears and her lip tremble.

Everyone else in the cabin was speechless, but Ricky and Mike were both taking it the worse, they both were filled to the brim with black negative magic that only comes whenever negative emotions come into play and to say they were angry at what Mary said was an understatement. Of course, they had been called names ever since they met and started a business to earn money, but this was going too far.

“HOW DARE YOU TALK TO MY LITTLE SISTER LIKE THAT, YOU ASSHOLE!!!” Ricky screamed, leaping from the couch with the extra adrenaline and magic coursing through his veins, his tail now puffy and his ears were pulled back. Paul had crawled out of Ricky’s arms a minute ago due to how much anger was brewing in his own chest and his partner’s, now he was leaning on the couch and looking up at his boyfriend with shock and anger mixed on his face.

“Wait a minute, that’s your little sister?” Bella asked in a sarcastic curious tone. “I thought you just picked up some random girl from the streets and took her to camp with you.”

Kenny stood up, a look of fury plain on his face, oh how he hated bullies considering he and Mike had to deal with several back in high school. “Excuse me!” He barked at the mean girls, who were still being smug snakes. “How dare you say that to her, she's our friend! Show her a little more respect!” The two brats snorted and rolled their eyes, Mary spat on the ground making the brown Caman even more angrier.

“Because she’s dirty, she doesn’t know how to dress properly and oh god….” Mary started, she cringed in disgust at little, timid Angela and pointed her finger right in her face. “Look at her disgusting hair!”

Kenny looked at Angela, a look of pity formed on his face as he took in the full gravity of her state, the poor girl was on the verge of tears, she hid her face from Kenny’s sight. It seemed like she was ashamed to be crying right in front of him as he was the tougher one of the group, Mike gently reached his paw and softly ruffled her fur in order to try to dampen his anger and negative magic.

Kenny snapped his head back to Bella and Mary, Judy glanced at Angela then sat up and stormed up to the two females, mentality preparing herself for a confrontation. “Can you leave her alone?” She growled, her paws were planted firmly on the ground to seem more intimidating to prove her point. “She just got here and you’re making her upset.”

The two looked at her up and down then they snorted with laughter, Mary then snapped her glare toward the girl. "Oh you're standing up for her?" Judy nodded confidently. "Of course I am, she's our friend and no one is going to talk back to her and get away with it!" The two looked at her up and down, then they walked upstairs not bothering to put up a fight, Judy and the others present sighed in relief. Ricky went back to the couches and comforted his little sister, Paul did the same thing as did Mike.

“Well I’m glad those jerkass girls are gone,” Paul muttered as he watched them walk up the staircase. “Think you’re the only one?” Ricky asked his blond cat friend, he sweetly stroked Paul’s fur. Samantha sighed and removed her glasses, then rubbed her eyes.

“You alright?” Kenny asked in concern, the camp counselor sighed and didn’t answer, she instead stormed into her bedroom and closed the door behind her. “Ok.”

Kenny looked at his partner, Mike shrugged but he managed to settle himself back on the couch. “Hey Angela!” Ricky said, his voice made Angela’s tail puff up. “You want to come to Cabin 19 with me and Paul?”

Angela thought for a good hard minute, as much as she wanted to go back to her room and continue sleeping but considering Bella and Mary were now also in the cabin and they had shown her nothing but cruelty, the young girl decided it would be a better idea to be with her brother then those mean girls.

“Alright Ricky, I’ll go,” she sighed, her head bowed. “But I want to change my clothes first.” She ushered to her white nightgown, her wings fanned out as she spoke.

“Alright sis,” her older brother replied. “I’ll wait for you downstairs, then we’ll go.” Angela nodded and headed upstairs while Judy, Mike and Kenny went outside to head to their cabin after a quick goodbye. While the young female Caman was getting into her Camp Arawak T-shirt and red shorts, she couldn’t help but look at her suitcase where she knew her black jacket that appeared to wrapped around something, all snug and tight, she stared at the jacket for a few seconds, remembering what was in there then looked back to the flower pot.

Angela watched the several closed flower pods, Angela swore she saw one of them move on their own, the Caman jumped a bit and backed up a little. “That is creepy,” Angela said to herself. “I’m getting out of here.”

She finished changing very quickly after that, she immediately left her bedroom and met up with her brother who took her paw.

“Where is Judy, Kenny and Mike?” Angela asked suddenly as she tried to smooth her puffy tail with one paw, now looking around the cabin as she didn’t hear the trio say goodbye which they did.

“They’re going to Cabin 20,” Ricky replied, putting a paw around Angela’s shoulder. “Maybe you’ll see them at Cabin 19.”

Outside the cabin, Bella stood at the side of Angela’s cabin as she watched the teenagers she taunted leave the wooden building and head somewhere else. "I swear I've seen these guys before," the redhead said to herself, raising her brow in confusion as she swore she had read stories that mentioned these teens somewhere then it clicked. "Oh my, they're the Gang from the town!" Bella exclaimed, looking down at a newspaper.

Camp Life Starting

Meanwhile

In the single flower pot, an unopened flower pod started to move on its own, the pod blindly squirmed in the dirt, its leafy hands reached up to its face, the yellow petals were just starting to separate but were still quite tight. The flower pod was unable to speak and see, but it did its best to try to free itself from the dirt, it had to make an effort to not tip over the flower pot. It grabbed the front of the pot and pulled with all its might, one by one the roots broke and freed the pod, letting it drop out of the big flower pot.

The flower pod blindly wandered around the empty bedroom, it bumped into the bed stands on its walk, but that didn’t stop it from wandering and finding something to help it to get its petals unfurled. After a few minutes of blind walking, the pod came across something, maybe something useful.

It came across a bag filled with items, the flower pod reached its leafy hands out into the bag, grabbing at the nearest thing. The first thing in its ‘hands’ felt like fabric and had a weird shape, but the pod didn’t really care, it reached out again and grabbed another piece of fabric and like the previous one, it had a weird shape.

The flower pod became frustrated, it angrily reached out once again into the bag to hopefully, get lucky, this time, its hands hit something, something metal.

Curious, the pod grabbed onto the object and pulled it out. Once freed, the pod felt around the object to find out what it was, it felt like a metal water bottle. The pod beamed up as it realized what this meant, but before opening the bottle, the flower pod shook the bottle on the ground to see if there was water in it.

To it’s relief, there was the sound of swishing liquid, so wasting no time the pod grabbed onto the lid and started to twist it to the right to open it, but found it wasn’t working cuz’ of the whole righty-tighty lefty-loosey thing, so moving the lid to the left was the way to go.

A pop sounded as the bottle opened, a wave of water came out and showered the pod who took a long drink to gain strength. Doing so finally allowed it’s tight petals around its face to pull apart.

“Perfect! I can see and speak!” The flower exclaimed in a voice that was male, he then took a look around the cabin. “Wait a minute, where am I?” He thought before looking at the fabrics on the cabin floor, it was a bra and underwear or something like that. “And why am I holding a woman's underwear?”

Disgusted, he threw the two fabrics back into the bag, he started to walk on his roots, it was pretty hard at first as it had been long since he had walked. The flower pod carefully walked out of the bedroom and looked around, he didn’t see anyone in the hallway.

But wanting to be careful, he slowly snuck down the stairs and into the kitchen, noticing the many things around. “Oh a fridge?” The pod exclaimed, now spying the fridge set up in the kitchen. “Oh boy I’m hungry! I hope there’s food in the fridge.”

The pod started climbing the dining table, but it didn’t work quite well, the pod started to slip down the table leg. “Dammit! Is this table slippery?” he said angrily, he attempted to climb back up with the same result. “Dammit!” The pod spat, right before he kicked the table, that was a bad idea. “Yoewwa!! Mama mia! I need my pizza!!” He cried while he jumped around on one root. “Aw man, well I’m never going to do that again,” he said, looking at the table.

The pod started to pace back and forth in front of the table, trying to think of a way to get onto the wooden surface, he was feeling a little frustrated at the thought of no plan. “How am I supposed to get up there?” The pod said out loud, after a few minutes of nothing coming to mind, he then prepared himself to charge right at the table again, but he did something crazy, he swung out one of his vines and watched in shock as it stretched out and grabbed onto the table ledge.

This was not the result that the pod was expecting, but at least he was going to get on the table faster. With some extra effort, the flower pod managed to pull himself up onto the dining table, he chuckled to himself, he knew he was going to get to the fridge a lot easier.

Acting on impulse, he stretched out his vines and grabbed the fridge’s doors and pulled it right open, expecting to find tons of food. “Oh yeah….” only to find the disappointing truth, there was nothing there in the thing. “............” The flower didn’t say a word for a few minutes, right before he screamed straight to the ceiling.

“DAMMMMMMIIITTT!!!” He stopped to take a few deep breaths which took a good few minutes of less probably, once he finished, he slapped his face with his leafy hands. Figuring he wasn’t going to find anywhere in the cabin, the flower jumped off the table and ran outside to find food in a hurry.

Meanwhile

Angela, Ricky and Paul were hanging around Cabin 19, having a couple of sodas that Ricky had snuck in from home though Angela didn’t have one and was simply hanging out on the porch. “Ahh this is life,” Ricky said as he lay down on a lawn chair that had been set up on the front porch.

“I agree, my friend,” Paul agreed as he took a sip from his soda, sitting beside Ricky on a lawn chair. However Angela on the other paw, wasn’t so quick to agree considering she was nervous and she was treated badly by two of her cabin mates and on the first day of camp no less!

“What do you think, Angela?” Ricky asked his younger sister, the poor younger sibling jumped and her tail puffed up. “Do you like camping so far?” However the second sibling of Ricky didn’t answer, Ricky gently drummed his fingers on the arm of the lawn chair, waiting for Angela to answer but receiving no answer.

“Angela,” the seventeen year old asked, getting a little impatient and angry. “I kinda need you to answer me.” Angela choked a bit before she stammered out a response though her voice choked a bit. “It’s okay,” she sighed, her brother frowned. “Just ok?” Ricky asked, a bit of scolding in his voice as if her answer wasn’t ok.

Angela looked at the ground, ashamed of what she said like she had lied and her brother had found out about it. Ricky watched her face for a minute, taking in her guilty expression before his facial expression changed, he felt awful about scolding her.

The seventeen year old boy cat rubbed the back of his neck, he then reached his arm out and gently rubbed her back. “Sis? Listen, I’m sorry for getting mad at you for a petty reason,” he sighed in a soft tone of voice. “I don’t want to hurt you, I just want you to have some fun for once, considering most of your childhood was only filled with sorrow and not-so-nice things.”

Angela finally looked up at her brother, her eyes showed him all the pain, sorrow and hurt she had suffered for eight long years. Ricky put his arm around his sister and snuggled close. However their tender moment was interrupted by a rude voice.

“Hey yo what up?” hollered a familiar male voice, Ricky whipped his head to spot an older male tomcat, he had golden blond fur and light blue eyes almost like ice which worked as his gaze was as cold as ice in the arctic.

Ricky knew this male cat, his name was Billy, he was Ricky’s rival ever since the older brother of Angela went to Camp Arawak for the last three years and for good reason. “Well look who’s here,” Billy said in a snarky tone once he was inches from Ricky’s face. “Looks like the tough guy of the camp decided to show up this summer.” The last sentence was said in a very sarcastic tone that angered Ricky like no other.

The boy stood up on his hind legs which was almost difficult, slammed his soda down on the porch and crossed his arms over his chest, putting on a glare that would make anyone shudder, Angela took one look at her brother and looked away. “What did you say about me, asswipe?” Ricky snapped, keeping his furious stare burning into his rival’s eyes.

“You heard me,” Billy replied, not at all fazed by Ricky’s harsh tone. “This week is something I’ve been waiting for a long time, this time we’re stepping things up cuz’ my cabin is going to soon outshine yours! I’ve been waiting for this, you know? The day I take you down like you did to me three years ago.”

Ricky gave a snort before he threw himself more into Billy’s face, making the golden yellow Caman take a step backwards. “In your dreams, you can try all you like bruh, but I’ve been preparing myself for when we meet again,” the seventeen-year-old male tom said in a cocky tone of voice. “In fact none of your stunts will bring us down!”

At this point, Paul facepalmed himself, he wasn’t liking where this thing was going though really, he should’ve expected this. “Guys, can we have a normal summer vacation?” he demanded, unfortunately neither of the boys listened to him, which made Paul very frustrated. “Ricky!” Paul shouted, getting his friend’s attention.

Ricky snapped out of his trance in a second and turned back to the annoyed Paul. “What is it?” the brown cat asked his blond-furred partner. “Can we just sit down and enjoy the rest of our soda?” Ricky sighed and shrugged, he headed back to his boyfriend, Billy gave a glare before walking away probably to another part of the camp.

“Sorry Paul,” Rick said softly, the blond cat gave him a look that was almost unreadable, Angela looked at Paul then at her brother. “What was that all about?” she asked, her voice was now so soft. “Well, it’s about what happened three years ago, basically Ricky and the rest of our cabin had managed to beat Billy’s cabins of older toms in a game of baseball,” Paul explained, recalling the past memories of that one time at summer camp. “Then Ricky got cocky and said...questionable things and Billy got all ticked off and….this started.”

Angela looked at her older brother, she raised her brow at him, Ricky looked back at her with a nervous expression. “Rick admit it, You can get pretty cocky sometimes, even with me,” Paul said, crossing his arms over his chest while staring at his pal with a nearly deadpanned look. The seventeen year old sighed and hung his head in shame, Paul sighed and patted his friend on the shoulder. Angela looked away from the scene and tried to take her mind off the encounter a few seconds ago or was it minutes? She stared out into the rather large forest of Arawak, watching the leaves on the trees blow in the wind. Paul blinked at the young girl before he started to down his soda in one setting which most likely would’ve choked him.

The small girl stared for a few minutes before finally focusing her attention on something else: Michael and Kenny, she was quite surprised to see Mike, Kenny and Judy talking to the other boy who came up to her and Ricky a few minutes or seconds ago, Billy. “Are those four guys friends?” Angela thought to herself as she continued watching, which was only for a few seconds before her thoughts were interrupted by a crash right on the porch.

Angela whipped her head around to find her counsellor, Samantha, who had tripped on the side of the wooden porch and landed flat on her face, some of her hair had fallen out of place and her glasses looked woozy when she lifted her head.

“Samantha?!” Ricky demanded, his fur whipped due to him rapidly lifting his head. “What are you doing here?!” Samantha got up almost immediately, she pushed her glasses up. “Sorry!” she said in a rush. “I was just finished unpacking in my bedroom, so I decided to get out to do something else when all of a sudden I saw a...a…..a golden flower!” Ricky corked his head to the side, his tail swished back and forth in confusion. “I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true!” the twenty four year old exclaimed, her hands moving with every word she said. “There was a flower with golden petals and a dark green stem! The thing was just running right on it’s roots! I think it could be a haunted flower!”

Ricky gave her a weird look, when in the world was there a living flower? Flowers on Nibiru don’t move unless a Caman had transformed into their natural form which was a flower, but even then, he hadn’t seen a Caman in their natural form before, but he was pulled out of his thoughts by Angela’s screaming.

“Angela!” the older sibling cried in concern, his head whipped the other way around. “What’s wrong? What’s going on?!” His questions were answered soon after, there on his sister’s back was a golden flower with a dark green stem, clinging onto the white fabric of her Arawak T-shirt, the poor guy looked to be in a daze or maybe he was just high as hell on energy.

“What in the name of the Creator is going on?!” Paul demanded, having heard Angela’s screaming, but jumped backwards when he laid eyes on the moving flower. “What the?” The scared Samantha pulled out what looked like a small shotgun, she shook like crazy as she tried to line up at her target. “What the hell are you doing?!” Ricky yelled, not liking the fact that Samantha was pointing a gun at his little sister for crying out loud! “Umm...umm….” Samantha was letting out scared stutters and broken word sentences as she stared at the terrified flower, who at this point saw the gun and had a horrifying realisation, with wide eyes.

The living plant started to slowly raise his leafy hands, beginning to sweat heavily, meanwhile Angela was sweating up quite a wicked storm from the fear that built in her guts, which was way worse than the poor flower on her back. Without any warning, the gun fired a pellet, Angela jumped to the left and dodged the bullet thankfully, the moving plant also did as well due to a vine wrapped around the girl’s waist.

“Samantha!” Ricky hollered, his tail puffed up in anger and determination to protect his sister. “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?” He glared at the new counsellor with anger and a little bit of confusion in his blue eyes. “What the hell is wrong with me?!” the young woman yelled back, throwing her gun to the ground. “You should be asking yourself that question! How the hell are you okay with a moving, living, breathing flower?!”

Angela was shaking slightly thanks to almost being shot by a GUN by all of things! The flower was hanging onto her shoulders with his leafy “hands”, his head was nervously poking out from her head (not in that way!). “BAAAHHH! It’s on your sister!” Samantha screamed, she charged for her gun and immediately picked it up. Angela screamed in fear, the flower also screamed as well.

“SAMANTHA! DON’T YOU FREAKING DARE FIRE THAT GUN!!” Ricky screamed, he stood in between Samantha and his little sister, he didn’t want his sibling to get hurt. The camp counsellor didn’t listen to what he said, she fired off another pellet which blew off a little bit of his right centre petal. “Oh mother trucker, my hair!” the flower screamed, grabbing his head. “My beautiful hair!”

“Hair?” Angela questioned, not quite understanding what the hell that flower just said. Samantha growled angrily, then began to line up another shot. “Dang it, this time I won’t miss it!” Angela began to scream as did the flower, which got the attention of someone else. A rather tall male tom cat about twenty eight years old came running right over to grab the new counsellor’s arm. The tom had brown fur with black hair, brown eyes and a long black tail.

“Stop right there! Hand over the gun,” the male growled. “Don’t try to fight or do anything stupid.” Ricky, Angela, Paul and the flower all let out sighs of relief at the sudden rescue. “Thanks Ronnie,” Ricky said gratefully. “I was really worried my sister was going to get shot or...anything worse.”

“No problem,” Ronnie replied with a smile. “I don’t want any accidents happening on the first day of camp.” He turned his head to shoot the new counselor, the most angry glare she had ever seen. “Just what do you think you’re doing?” he asked Samantha sternly, Samantha stuttered to try to come up with an answer to that question.

“Well, I came across a living breathing flower in my cabin when I finished unpacking, I ran out to chase after it, that’s when I stumbled upon the newcomers here when the flower suddenly appeared on one of my campers, I got so freaked out and I……” she stopped speaking as she started to lower her head, she was starting to feel ashamed of what she did. Ronnie crossed his arms over his chest, Ricky just gave a disappointed look, Angela had run off with the flower to who-knows-where.

“I guess I got a little out of hand,” Samantha sighed, Ronnie face palmed himself. “Yeah, a ‘little’ out of hand,” the man replied, shaking his head. “That was very irresponsible, you would have shot that poor girl or worse, then guess what would’ve happened!” Samantha sighed again and handed over her gun.

“I’ll be taking this, I’ll give this back at the end of the summer,” Ronnie finished, his glare lifting. “Hey Ron!” Ricky said suddenly, now noticing his little sister had vanished. “Did you see Angela run off?” Ronnie glanced up and looked around, he didn’t see the little brown Caman anywhere.

“Oh dear,” the camp director gasped. “I don’t see her, but she couldn’t have gone far, I hope she didn’t run off into the forest, the forest is so huge and she could get lost easily.” Ricky went into his big brother panic mode, he raced away from Ronnie and called out for his little sister, hoping she was around.

“Angela?” the boy called, looking around for his poor sister. “Angela? Where are you? Can you hear me?” He turned around in a circle about three whole times before Billy, Mike and Kenny all approached him, all three of them had puzzled expressions as they came closer. “What do you want, Billy?” Ricky demanded coldly, crossing his arms over his chest in a childish manner.

“I found the one you were calling for,” Billy replied, doing the same thing Ricky did and delivered an even colder glare than Ricky delivered, Angela came out from hiding behind the nineteen year old male, she still looked shaken from almost being shot. “Oh thank the Creator!” the brown Caman sighed in relief, he gave her a huge hug.

Mike glanced at the young girl, he rested his paw on Angela’s head, the small female broke from her brother’s hug and went to hug Mike. Ricky became startled, he stared at the eighteen boy, Kenny and Billy both glanced at their friend. “Mike?” Kenny said to his crush. “What is she doing? How come she’s comfortable with you?”

Beads of sweat started to form on the male’s forehead, there was something he didn’t tell his friends, he wasn’t sure how he was supposed to explain this event. “I don’t know,” he answered simply, then changed the subject.

“So what happened exactly?” Ronnie came over to the teens, looking quite relieved that Angela was okay, he took a few minutes to check Angela to be sure. “She’s a little shaken up,” Ronnie confirmed, at this point Judy and Paul both dashed up to see what was going on and to the camp director. “But I’m not going to talk about it too much right now, because all the campers have arrived and we’re going to meet up in the rec centre to go over the camp rules.”

“Oh right,” Billy said, keeping his gaze focused on the camp director’s face. “Forgot about it.” Ronnie led the way as five of the teens started to walk toward the rec centre, but they hung back as Paul hung back to help Angela. “Hey Ricky,” the blond cat asked, noticing the absence of someone or something else, Ricky looked up at the sound of his friend’s voice. “Wasn’t there a flower on Angela’s head?”

Once he spoke that sentence, everyone’s attention turned to the flower slowly walking up to them with the song “Stayin’ Alive” by Bees Gees playing in the background. He had on a cowboy hat that clearly wasn’t the right size for his head and a belt that held bottles of bubble juice and bubble guns.

“It’s time to kick ass and chew bubble gum and I’m all out of gum.” Angela, Ricky, Paul, Judy, Kenny, Mike and Billy stared at the plant with facial expressions that just screamed Wtf. “What?” the goofy-looking plant asked, the seven teenagers didn’t say a word until Judy broke the silence.

“Is this the flower you were talking about, Paul?” she demanded to the young fifteen year old boy, Paul smiled sheepishly. “Yes that’s the one,” he replied, sweat formed on his forehead. Billy didn’t seem at all fazed by the sudden newcomer.

“Can we leave now?” Billy asked, looking at Ronnie, Ronnie nodded, everyone else picked up their asses and ran off leaving only Angela and Michael with the flower. “Well aren’t those guys jerks?” the flower exclaimed, throwing the cowboy hat, Mike gave a nod. “Billy and Judy sometimes but they are pretty cool and nice people.”

Angela raised her eyebrow as Mike picked up the cowboy hat and examined it. After a few seconds, the older blond cat glanced at Angela, who now had the little flower in her hand. “What are you doing with that flower?” Kenny asked suddenly as he came over to get his boyfriend, the question offended the flower.

“Hey! I have a name!” the plant yelled, insulted. “Okay, what is it?” Mike asked, the plant suddenly put on a thinking face as he thought about the question while stroking his chin, however his face slowly shifted to a look of horror and confusion though at first no one could read his facial expression at first. “AAHHH!! What is my name? Oh my Creator! I can’t remember!!”

Angela, Mike and Kenny all jumped in surprise at this confession, not one of them could believe this. “W-w-what?!” Angela gasped, not wanting to believe her ears. “Are you saying you forgot who you are?” The flower nodded, looking at the ground, Kenny glanced at his crush. “Uhh, can you explain this, Mikey?” he asked, Mike shook his head. “No, I have never heard of anything like that,” Michael replied, shrugging his shoulders while the flower boy continued to freak out. “Oh no! What happened to me?! Why am I so weird?! Do I have amnesia or something?!”

“Calm down!” Kenny shouted, the teens walking with Ronnie suddenly came running up due to the commotion going on. “Mike? What’s going on?” Billy demanded as he and the others approached the four teens, Mike stood up and quickly explained the situation to the newly formed gang, who became weirded out. “So that’s what's going on with this flower?” Judy asked, her head spinning.

Mike nodded his head, then turned his head back to the flower, Ricky stepped forward next, shot one good look at the golden flower and spoke next. “Okay what do we do with him?” the boy asked. “Also can we hurry up and go to the rec centre?” Billy facepalmed himself.

“Ricky,” Billy started, giving Ricky an angry glare, his tail puffed up in anger. “How about you grow some patience…..asshole!” The two males both glared at each other and got right in their faces while Paul facepalmed himself at how ridiculous his friend was being, his tail twitching in annoyance.

“Oh man, what am I going to do? Where am I supposed to go?! Oh man….” Angela looked at the upset plant, Mike scooped up the flower with one paw and gave him a kind smile. “Hey it’s alright, we’ll help you get your memory back,” the flower boy looked up at him. “Really? You will?”

“Certainly,” the older Caman replied. “Pretty sure we can help get your memory back by looking around.” The flower boy was happy to hear the good news. “Yahoo! Oh thank you! Thank you!” As the flower jumped up and down happily, Ricky, Billy and Judy shot him looks but they quickly brushed this. "Welcome to the gang."

 

 

A few minutes later

Everyone had gathered into the rec centre, to listen to the speech about the camp and the camp rules. “Alright as you guys all know, I am Ronnie Greenwood. Welcome to Camp Arawak!” The entire crowd of campers shouted with glee, minus a few who didn’t give two craps whatsoever. “Now for the people who have never been to camp, I’ll explain how camp works and the rules.”

He gave the crowd of campers in the room a big speech that was nearly so long and ridiculous that most of the campers fell asleep! Angela and her gang however, were sitting quietly and paying good attention to Ronnie. The flower boy, however, started boredly blowing bubbles with the bubble gun. He watched in amusement as the bubbles floated up to the ceiling, some popped while others floated downwards.

He pointed the gun right at a single table where some little Camans were sitting and began blowing some more bubbles, the young children who had been sitting still at their table bored, suddenly became interested in what was above their head, they started jumping for the bubbles, clapping their paws to try to catch them but Ronnie failed to notice what was going on.

“What the hell are you doing flowerhead?” Ricky demanded the flower as he watched the scene from his seat. “Can we give him a name?” Judy asked Ricky. “I don’t really want to refer to this guy as ‘Flower or Flowey’ for the rest of this trip until we know his real name.” Ricky looked over at Judy and nodded his head. “Sure, after this.”

By the time they finished exchanging sentences, Ronnie finished his speech much to the sleeping campers’ relief. The entire camp went to talk before their first activity, Ricky went to his table and started chatting it up with the other guys in his cabin. Angela, Judy, Mike, Kenny and the unknown flower hung back at the table.

“What are you doing Mike?” Judy asked, spying her friend pulling out an empty journal. “I was thinking of writing a documentary or recording notes of some kind in case something interesting happens at camp, it could also help find out more about our mysterious guest,” the male replied, obviously ushering to the flower.

“Really now?” Judy snorted, starting to laugh at what he said, finding it very funny. “There isn’t anything interesting that happens at camp, why bother making a novel that will bore the hell out of your readers?” Mike stared at her with a deadpan expression and raised his brow as if he was saying ‘really?’ Judy sweated a little and lowered her ears. “Sorry Michael, I know you’re a writer but really, camp probably isn’t the best start though the flower is another story….”

Her attention went back to the flower, who was playing with the bubble gun again, this time he was aiming at the ceiling, watching in amusement as they floated downwards. Billy stepped away from his table and approached Angela’s table, maybe he noticed the bubbles floating down from the ceiling.

“Whatcha you doing Mikey?” the blond cat asked. “Are you giving that bubble-blowing flower freak some name?” Mike and the flower boy both glared at him, Mike’s expression then became a mix of deadpan and a glare. “What? A walking-talking flower is a little bit freaky even for Nibiru’s status.”

“Doesn’t mean you get to call me names,” the flower said angrily, not tearing his angry glare away from Billy, the older cat opened his mouth to retort but Kenny started before him. “I have a fitting name for him,” the boy said, and the flower boy turned his head to look up at him. “His name is now….”

“Bubblebutt!” Billy interrupted, Ricky also jumped into the conversation real quickly as if he had supernatural hearing which he might’ve had. “No it should be Florafreak!” Angela shot her older brother a look, realising she should’ve expected her brother’s jerky attitude to come into play as sometimes he can be a jerk like most typical brothers. Billy whipped his gaze toward the seventeen year old male. “Shut it idiot,” he growled as Ricky got a little close to the older boy’s face.

“That’s not what I was thinking of,” Kenny said, his voice still holding a little anger at being interrupted. “I was thinking something like “Aidan” would be a nice one.” Mike smiled, Aidan looked right at Michael’s boyfriend. “Umm, Aidan?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. “Well we have to call you something, what do you think?”

“Well it’s much better than the names those guys suggested,” the flower, now named Aidan, replied, pointing a vine toward Ricky and Billy, they both whipped their heads toward the flower, Billy gave Mike and Kenny a nervous smile and Ricky did the same thing. Angela, who had been silent for pretty much the entire conversation, shook her head and spoke up much to everyone else’s surprise. “Can you guys please stop?” she said sternly to her brother and his rival. “You know she’s right dude,” Kenny said to Billy, snapping out of his shock and shaking his head.

“Well he’s a jerk!” Both boys protested, Judy facepalmed herself at both boys’ stubbornness, and Paul finally lost his patience. “Guys we’re at camp!” Paul exclaimed as he walked over to his boyfriend and Billy. “Camp should be about having fun, not about whatever you guys are doing for obvious reasons.”

“Hmm, maybe you’re right Paul,” Ricky sighed, taking in his best pal’s words, Paul tilted his head to the side. “Ricky,” Angela said suddenly in a soft voice. “Can I talk to you for a second?” Her brother glanced at her and nodded his head. “Sure sis.”

The two siblings walked outside the rec centre, the younger sibling kept her head down the whole walk. “What’s up?” Ricky asked, Angela didn’t answer him. “What? Is this about what happened earlier?” Angela shook her head. “No it’s not...it’s about…” Angela’s older brother now understood what she was trying to say.

“Is this about the two new female bullies?” she gave a slow nod, Ricky gently put his arm around his little sister and nuzzled her.”Sis, I know you had some hard times dealing with bullies back home,” he replied. “And how hard it was to tell both me, Mom and Dad about it because you were too scared, but here this is going to change.”

“How?” Angela demanded, her voice started to sound more panicked. “Listen if those jerks start bullying you, you have to tell me or any counsellor here or the rest of our little gang. We’ll help you out alright?”

Angela looked at the ground for a few seconds, then she looked into her older brother’s eyes. “Look I don’t want you to have a repeat of the Eighth grade, I want you to have the best summer of your life. Okay? Can you do that?” Angela glanced at the friends she and her brother knew when they were young, Mike and Kenny both held hands while they chatted with Judy, Aidan the flower was still playing with the bubble gun, Billy grew an evil smile on his face as he snuck up behind Aidan and he quickly grabbed the flower’s stem.

Aidan screamed like a girl and blew bubbles in Billy’s face, causing him to stumble backwards and crash into a table, Angela giggled while Mike, Kenny, Paul and Judy all laughed their guts out while the nineteen year old sat up and wiped bubble juice from his face. “Angela, can you answer me?”

The young female almost jumped out of her skin, but she composed herself and answered. “Yeah,” she answered, Ricky smiled wholeheartedly. “Alright, let’s go in.”

 

 

Meanwhile

 

Three transparent clouds floated around the camp cabins and the camp, taking a quick look into each one and the other buildings. Then they disappeared, while the other campers were completely oblivious to what was happening. Far out in the woods, the transparent mist gathered in a cave and transformed.

“So, how did it go?” one of the creatures asked, she had white fur, two long antlers, black soulless eyes, a deer skull for a face, sharp teeth, claws and a skinny gaut body.

“Ugh, I saw them,” replied a male Caman, he had dark blue fur, even darker blue hair as well as dark silver-blue eyes. “It was them again, they’re here to cause trouble on her behalf.”

“Yeah, the ones who we thought preached equality and loved every creature in Nibiru, what hypocrites they turned out to be,” the dragon said, nodding in agreement. “Yes, and look at what happened in the months leading up to the wedding, all this hatred and chaos because of pure pettiness and stupidity.”

The blue Caman, Jay Sparrow, turned his head away to face another side of the cave before angrily sighing through his nose. “Yeah, oh how I hate one of her speeches. ‘Oh sure, all of you support equality between the people and monsters of this world, but turn your discrimination against teenagers because they’re nothing but worthless liars and hypocrites!’ Do you not see how fricking stupid this logic is?!?”

A set of pawsteps echoed in the cave, but they were too far to hear and soon replaced by the flapping of wings and sudden shouting of another Caman.

“Would you shut up for a minute?!” Lance shouted, his voice making quite an echo, sending a few sleeping bats scrambling farther down the cave in fright. The Wendigo glanced at him and started laughing.

“What? What’s wrong Lance? Are you still bitter about the fact that those monster teens defended those idiots and nearly foiled our plan?”

Lance growled, his anger began to rise. “Told you to SHUT UP!!! It’s not my fault they got on to us.”

“Well it’s not OUR fault those teens got in the way. Now look at them, free to continue their awful deed, sad really?”

“Yeah, soon we won’t be able to do anything anymore, then our society will be no more,” the dragon said, a hint of concern hidden in his voice though he tried to hide it.

“All we truly need is a plot to counter their ‘perfect’ evil plan,” Lance said, making direct eye contact with everyone in the cave. “And we can truly put an end to this.” The others rolled their eyes.

“Yes, you keep saying that, but we've been waiting days or weeks or months and still nothing,” the scaly creature responded.

Lance was about to retort, but was interrupted by the sound of a radio, the brown Caman answered the call in less than a second.

“Grunt Lance, this is Commander Claws, do you copy? I repeat, do you copy?”

“Commander Claws, this is Grunt Lance over. I copy, what’s your situation?”

Out in the forest trees

A gust of wind blew through the trees above, looking out toward the camp resting on a long, sturdy branch was a Caman and a Human, both looking through binoculars and watching every Human and Caman alike head into the large camp.

The Caman was a shade of dark green, his eyes were another shade of green. The Human beside him had dark skin, dark hair and blue eyes.

The Caman, Claws, picked up his radio the second he received the reply. “Our situation is fine, over. The last bus of campers had just arrived and let everyone off.”

The four listened to the report, nodding their heads every so often, slightly relieved that nothing bad had happened in the first days of them being back in their home.

“Do you see anything out of the ordinary?” Lance asked, honestly hoping that Claws and his partner hadn’t though he didn’t fully understand why he felt this way.

“Not exactly,” the Human replied, taking the radio from the green Caman. “We noticed our target outside for a few minutes but then they disappeared.”

Lance sighed, this wasn’t the answer he was looking for but he’ll take what he can get.

Out on the edge of the entrance of Camp Arawak, the leaves rustled in another tree, another grunt crawled along the thickest and sturdy tree branches. Loud angry hissing came up from the highest branches, the grunt looked up to see several angry creatures glaring down at him with eyes full of nothing but hatred and pure murder.

“Oh shut up,” the boy angrily snapped to the creatures in the tree. “I’m not even two metres near you.”

The monsters screeched and jumped down from the branches with their fangs bared, the grunt backed up a little and braced himself for a fight or to move a few more metres backwards out of the way, but luckily for him, he didn’t have to do anything.

A howl that came from a white wolf sounded and seconds later, that wolf appeared beside the grunt. The wolf jumped into the air with the grace of a butterfly, summoning a white sphere of magic and threw it right at the group of creatures: in just seconds the expressions on the monsters’ faces changed from pure murder to oh crap!

The sphere of magic hit the creatures hard and scattered them all in different directions of the forest. Wiping sweat off his brow, the grunt smiled happily with a stupid gleeful grin as he wrapped his arms around his animal companion who gave a lick on his cheek.

 

Meanwhile back at the cave

“Okay,” Lance said, narrowing his eyes at Jay, the dragon and the deer-faced monster. “Any act of...I don’t know...strange…” hesitating as Lance thought about his next words. “Or...dare I say evil?”

Claws watched for a few more seconds, thankful that crap didn’t go downfall on the first day at their home. “No, I think we’re good…” Claws hesitated for a second before he continued. “For now.”

Everyone sighed in relief at the slightly good news, Lance closed the call and was about to turn it off and put the radio away when another voice broke it’s way on to the radio, probably from another part of the forest itself.

“Grunts Lance and Jay,” the voice said. “This is Grunt Christopher over. Do you copy?” Lance sighed heavily, Jay took the call. “Grunt Christopher, this is Grunts Lance and Jay Sparrow over. What’s your situation?”

Deep in the near heart of Arawak forest, a young

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 12.11.2022
ISBN: 978-3-7554-2517-5

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