Chapter 4: Hapiness
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Erik let out a laugh as he saw the result of Seth was still trying to draw a normal tree, not a webly-wobly broccoli-like thing. 'Okay, okay, that's enough. Let's try something more simple,' He said to the predator, who looked at him with a frustrated face. The 18-years old boy took the wooden coal and drew a square. 'Your turn,' the alien sighed and did his best to copy what Erik did. 'Hey..that's actually not that bad, compared to the Chernobil tree of yours. You're making some progress,' He said and the predator continued practicing on drawing different shapes and objects.
Stan and Henry were holding hands, walking through the big forest and talking about funny moments they remember, trying to push the apocaliptic thoughts away, replacing them by warm memories. As they were walking, Stanley saw a beautiful view towards the mountains. The snowy, pointy mounts touching the sky, which had only a few white, fluffy clouds. The bottom parts of the mountains were mostly forests, the dark green patern fitting perfectly in the view. Henry looked at where his best friend was looking at, not regretting it, as he was left speachless. 'That is..wow..,' he said, enjoying as much as he could what he was seeing. The marines then looked at each other with small smiles. They were closing the space between each other, when they were interruted by a sudden sound of rifles shooting in the distance. 'I guess someone's hunting..come on, let's get back to camp,' Henry said, a bit disappointed that this just happened, as he started walking back the road they came from. Stan nodded and followed him.
Three soldiers were creeping through the woods, hunting for something to eat tonight, as their commanded had given them this task. They had run out of MREs and had very few food supplies. One of them saw a deer, which made his breathing increase, joy starting to take over him. He pointed his gun at it. 'Stay..right..there..' he whispered quietly and slowly started adding pressure on the trigger. He made sure that he was going to hit, before he shot, as a loud bang sound came out of the gun, the bullet hitting the deer through the head, killing it instantly. It collapsed on the forest ground and the soldier grinned widely and yelled 'Yeah!', but then looked around and noticed that the others he came with weren't around. That made him a bit concerned. 'Hey, guys? I shot a deer down,' he said a bit loudly, but no response came. That made a drip of sweat go down his forehead. Something fell in the bushes behind him, making him jump and turn around quickly, regretting it. It was one of the soldiers, but with an arm missing, and a hole in the head. Blood dripped from the tree above, as crunching sounds could be heard. He slowly looked up, trembling from fear and shock. A xenomorph was feasting on the arm. It then stopped and looked back at the soldier. It let out a hiss, and then jumped at him with a screech, before he could act. A scream could be heard throughout the forests.
Mercy was gathering some apples and pears from the trees, putting them in a wooden box. She knew that there was enough food in the camp, but had decided to get some more - no one knew when something bad could happen. When she was done filling the box with fruits, she tried to lift it, barely managing. She put it back down with a sigh. She needed someone strong to help her with that. Just as she thought it, a tall black xenomorph creeped behind her. It got up on its hind legs and spread its arms, sharp claws on each side. It then embreaced her in a warm hug. Mercy jumped at that, not expecting it 'Hey there, love,' Xenan said with a warm grin. She smiled and turned around to return the hug. 'Hi..I was just thinking of you.' She said and then looked up at the xenomorph's face. 'Oh? I guess I'm great at timing then,' He said with a chuckle and gave her a kiss on the forehead, trying not to get too much saliva on her, though. Mercy then broke the hug and looked at the big box filled with apples and pears. 'Can you help me out with carrying this back to home?' She asked with a smile. 'Yes, of course I can. If I had to, I would move mountains for you!' He said with a grin, lifting the box with ease. Then they started walking back towards their home.
Erik and Seth decided to take a break from all the drawing, feeling a bit hungry. Plus, they had made a big mess on their hands with all the coals. 'This was fun..but I want you to remember - it's never too late to learn how to do something. You'll draw very good in about a couple of years of practise,' Erik said, as he was washing his hands in the river, the predator doing the same. 'Yeah, I guess you're right..thank you for the lesson,' he said and smiled a bit. When they were done washing their hands, they went back to the camp, sitting around the campfire. It was starting to get dark. Henry and Stan came back from their long walk with happy faces, pleased from the view and today's experience. Mercy and Xenan came back, as well, not too long after. All of them had such memories together, and as they were all sitting by the fire, they were telling each other memories, stories, things they have recently learnt, and other interesting things. They were all in this apocaliptic world, and this was the only thing that kept them going.
End of chapter 4
I guess I found some motivation left in me, and brang you this chapter. I hope you enjoyed reading it, and, as always, have a wonderful day! : D