The waitress grunted as he ordered which Akecheta found amusing, he was finding this whole experience funny at how narrow minded these village people were. Hiding his weapons in his backpack, the food was brought down to him, he noticed a man sitting directly across from him staring straight at him without blinking. He ignored this and started to tuck away at his long awaited meal. He looked up a few moments later and the man was sitting right opposite him in the booth, "Hi there, can I help you" asked Akecheta, "I know what brings you here and what you have in the bag, go home they aren't around these parts anymore, it's gone" replied the stranger. Akecheta asked more questions about what the man meant by "They aren't here" and "It's gone", but the man didn't reply and left in a hurry as if he got spooked.
Wondering what that was all about Akecheta finished up his food and when about to leave the snarly waitress shouted over "Think ya dropped something...WANDERER!!!" He looked down under the table and there was a piece of paper that read " North, beware of the sun people". He left the diner with the piece of paper and decided to go North, he didn't have anything else to go bye only this cryptic note so he walked the long road out of this village and headed in the North direction.
Days later, and after a combination of walking for miles and thumbing lifts he ended up in the North part of the Kodiak Island where humans were scarce and all that was around him was silence. He looked for any strange but similar death maulings that killed his father , he found a few animal killings that had the same torn apart ways of the killings and he used these to try and track what had killed them. The deeper he went into this part of the island he noticed that the killings were more prominent but not only that, there was a a load of footsteps left behind, as if a gang of twenty or so people had been going on a leisurely stroll through the carcass filled dirt forest like part of the island.
Up ahead there was a light shining and he could hear people doing some sort of chanting but couldn't make out what it was, the closer he got the louder it got when suddenly an arrow was shot at him which narrowly missed him and stuck into the tree. A group of small younger people surrounded him in a matter of seconds, they couldn't have been more than fifteen years old any of them, all armed with weaponry carved out of whatever they found. They gathered around him, slowly enclosing while the chanting continued before jumping at him, attacking him in the process. Akecheta fought off a few but was vastly outnumbered before being subdued and brought a few yards up to a plot of land that was where they stayed, built from tree parts in a hunter gatherer fashion they brought the beaten Akecheta up to the top of their land where they shackled him up next to another man who he recognized, it was the man whom he met at the diner, battered and bloody, barely conscious.
This group calls themselves The Children of the Sun, they live out in the forest areas of the Island and when this part of the world doesn't see sun for a period of time they come out and capture people as they believe that the sun is to be worshiped as some sort of prophet or messiah that sends them a message that when the sun goes then human sacrifices need to be made to please their higher belief.
Akecheta looked down over these savage kids, in his agony he noticed them lighting a large straw fire at the base of the his and the diner mans feet. His memory of his father dying and why he was out here started to overwhelm him, this wasn't how he hoped his life would end, but it was starting to look that way.........
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