BTW I'm far too lazy to proofread any of this, so please excuse the grammatical errors.
April ??, 2007
Slowly, very slowly, I awoke. Immediately I felt a throbbing pain in my legs. Well, at least I was alive. I guessed that was a defining plus. I rolled over, and immediately realized it was a horrible idea. Fresh pain shot through my leg, almost making me pass out all over again. But I felt something else against my leg too. Something hard and stiff. Careful not to move around too much, I slowly lifted my head and looked down.
Someone had put a splint on my leg.
I laid back down, a bit more relaxed. Thankfully, someone from the village had found me, and decided not to let me die. How generous.
However, as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, something didn’t seem right. Still half asleep, it took me a little while to figure out I wasn’t in a cabin, I was in a cave! I had explored the area well enough to know there were no caves near the village.
As I wondered who (or what) could have found me, a voice suddenly broke the darkness.
“You being awake now, neh?”
Of course, I started at the noise, and a new wave of pain shot up from my leg.
“You starting be more careful of that leg now, neh? Don’t awanna cracking it in two, heheh.”
I tried to greet the stranger and ask who he was at the same time. So in the end a weird muffled sound came out of my dry throat.
“You no speaking in English, neh? I’m being sorry then, since itta alls I know. Unless yous knowing the native tounges.”
Coughing for a long time, I could finally get some raspy words out. “Wh-Who are you?”
“Ohs, yous not sounding no good, neh? I’s getcha some water.”
After a moment, I felt something warm and wet splashing on my lips. If it was water, it tasted completely wrong. It was probably diseased. Of course, I would’ve drunk nitroglycerin at that point, and I guzzled it down in seconds.
After coughing a few more times I coughed out. “Th-Tha-Thanks.”
“Ohs, you no metioning it. You is dropping down on the doorsteps. The bleeding alls over the place. I’s been living always alone, but whats I do else, leaving you to die, neh?”
Feeling a little less dizzy, I finally built up the courage to sit up. “You never answered me, who are you?”
“I’s having none names. I being told that I’s ma dying when I’s born, and I’s never had none pa.”
“That’s….That’s horrible. I’m sorry.”
“It being okay. I was raising by I’s village. I’s owing them alots. Thems always being of soso nice.”
I knew there was something wrong with that, but I couldn’t think of it before the stranger went on.
“So everying still being soso nice as I being grown up. Soon I’s no longer boy, but I’s man of village. I’s proud of who I’s am. For along timing everything stay soso nice, but nothing ever staying that ways, neh?”
But I was only half listening to this, as I had finally found out what was wrong about this story.
“You said there was a village you grew up in.”
“Yes.”
“But there IS no other village! When we came to this island there was no one else there.”
“Aye,” the stranger said, sounding much more glum. “I’s being getting there. Yous seeing, the soso nice life I being living don’t last too long. Others come along, kinda liking of yous and yous people, but there being much mores of them. Theys coming in manya boat. Theys think theys so specials, speaking strange toungues. Theys coming to our village, calling of thems the people of Sega. We’s having hard of time speaking, with ours different tonguings, but we’s making out some. Theys saying theys been driving out of thems home, and theys coming here fer a fresh of start. I’s and I’s people no argue. We’s saying that theres many land, and we’s can share with no problems. Now don’t that sounding like a good deal, neh?”
“Yes, yes,” I answered. Now that I was transfixed, I didn’t even notice that a light rain had started outside. “I remember those people faintly, I was only a young boy when they were around. Sega shared the continent with Nintendo, before Microsoft and Sony arrived from somewhere across the sea. They put up a good fight, but Nintendo beat them down hard, and once the Sony people landed on their country’s shores and decided they wanted the land for there own, Sega had no chance. So they fled across the sea in the opposite direction. I guess the currents brought them here, just like us.”
“Yous speaking truth, it seeming. Anyways, these Segas share land for while. They teaching us theys tounges, but they being too proud to learning ours. But we’s no minding, we’s easygoing people. But the Segas being not so gentle. Theys calling us ‘primitive’ and ‘lesser.’ We’s no hurt by this, but we’s were not being ready for what coming next.” His voice took that gloomy tone again, and he got much quieter. “You’s guessing whats that being, neh?”
“What?” I asked, desperate for the man to just finish the story. I don’t know why, but I had a feeling it was important for him to do so. “What??”
“Theys being fighting us!” The man sobbed. It sounded like he was on the verge of tears. “We’s no seeing it coming. We’s have no weapons or fighting, we’s never had none to fighting against. Theys burn our housings, theys killing ours animals, theys taking our children, theys beating my friends. Theys wanting our land, but we’s no wanting to gives it. So theys kill our chief, theys destroy everything. Theys wanting to killing us, but we’s no dumb. We’s have nothing left theres, so we’s run.
"Theys trying to chase us, trying to killing us, but we’s smarter than theys. We’s knowing the island better than theys. So we’s hide. We’s building ours new village wheres they no seeing us. But things not being as good. We’s stuck living on hard soil. Soil no goods for cropping, no goods for animals. No fresh water nearing by. We’s in bad shape, and we’s sore at theys for taking ours land. But wes survive. But as I saying, nothing ever stay soso nice, neh?"
“No, it doesn’t.” I answered, finally noticing the weather and glancing uneasily at the building monsoon outside.
“Anyways, one days flocks of birds be falling from the sky. Just falling dead. We’s know this weird, but we’s so hungry we’s cooking them up and eating them. But in days things getting weird. We’s getting sick, one by one. We’s not knowing what goings on, but we’s getting sick. Soon I’s only one being none sick. I’s knowing not what to doing. And whens first few starting die of sickness I’s run. I’s scared and I’s none want getting sick. So I’s find this cave in this valley, and I decides it good place to staying. And I’s could climbing up hill to see’s both villages. But, I’s…I’s,” the man stammered. I could tell from his sharp breaths that he was sobbing heavily.
“I’s watching thems both going. First I’s watching I’s people dying, then I’s watching Segas contracting sick, and I’s watch thems dying. Soon I’s only ones left. I’s no know why I’s not getting sick, but I’s live here alones for long timing, untils yous come. But I’s none forgetting. I’s remember Segas, so I’s not show I’s until nows. But yous no seeming bad, yous seeming dumb for walking downs cliff, but you’s no seeming bad."
“Well, thank you,” I answered the man. “But I’m not exactly one of my people anymore. They shunned me out. If you don’t mind….I would like to stay with you.”
Surprising, the man starting laughing. “Yous being bold. But yous being nice, also. I’s like yous. Yous stay."
“Well, if I’m staying with you, I’ll need to know what to call you."
The man laughed some more as he stepped out of the shadows and into the firelight for the first time. I gasped, I had been expecting a man in his late twenties, around my age. But instead I saw an old man. However, “old man” really didn’t do him justice. If it weren’t for his wizened eyes, snow white hair, and dark wrinkled skin, he looked to be stronger and healthier than I was. I noticed that tight muscles rippled under his tattered shirt.
“I’s having no name, but yous can call me Revolution...”
Crap, I still have work to do, I'd better finish it all my before it gets to late and I get too
so I'll be finishing this tomorrow, whether you like it or not.