The Red Moon: Moon Rising (18 page)

 

and crashing continued for a while.
Then everything went quiet.

 

Suddenly, Wing came flying back to the camp fast. "Wing,

 

Wing." He said, in a panic. "They need you." He said, as he

 

landed hard on the ground. "Lina, go call the others; there needed

 

too."
He said, and with that Lina jumped off Wings palm and ran

 

off into the woods. "David, somethings wrong." I heard grandma

 

say. I turned toward her and saw that she had become very weak,

 

nearly falling over.

 

"Lana." Grandpa said, catching her before she hit the ground.

 

He laid her down softly and stroked her hair.
"Lana, Lana. What's

 

wrong?" He said, with the sound of utter panic in his voice.

 

"Grandma." I said, running over to her side. "Mia, you stay here."

 

Elder Wing called out, before disappearing into the forest. I looked

 

up at the tree tops and noticed that the trees began to shake more

 

violently and the distant rumbling sound, grew louder and louder

 

as the ground began to shake more and more.

 

Grandma's face turned a pale gray, like she was sick to her

 

stomach. "Mia help me get her to the tent." Grandpa said, putting

 

her arms around his neck to help her up. She tried her best to

 

move her feet, but her limp body wouldn't let her. "Grandpa,
what's wrong with her?" I said, starting to feel scared.
"I don't

 

know." He replied still in a panic.

 

We got grandma to the tent and laid her down on the bed. I

 

noticed that a box in the far corner of her tent was moving, like

 

there was something inside trying to get out. I could see a golden

 

glow coming from the box. "Mia, get the scrolls." She insisted,

 

pointing at the glowing box. I picked up the box and hurried back

 

to her side.

 

As she grabbed the box from me I could hear a loud howling

 

sound outside the tent. I started to get up to see what it was, but

 

grandma grabbed my arm with one hand; putting the other on

 

grandpa's. "No, stay in here both of you." She said softly. "You'll

 

both be safe in here." She said, holding on to the both of us tightly.

 

The howling grew louder and louder until it was right beside

 

the tent. "I can smell them, but I cannot see them." A voice said

 

with a growl. Just then I heard a louder deep growl and felt the

 

ground shake. "You will leave this place and never come back." I

 

heard the deeper voice say. Grandpa and I sat there quietly

 

looking at each other with utter fear in our eyes. "I know that she's

 

here and I want her now." A smaller evil voice said. "You will not

 

have her." The deep voice said.
Suddenly we heard crashing, and pounding, and loud

 

growling just outside the tent. "David, don't move." Grandma said

 

calmly. "But Lana." Grandpa replied. "Please; my dear just stay

 

with me, I fear we both may not have much time left." She

 

pleaded, with sadness in her eyes. Grandpa didn't say another

 

word; instead he sat back on the floor next to her bed and held her

 

hand in his. As the loud crashing and banging around continued

 

outside you could actually see how much love grandma and

 

grandpa had for one another, as they stared endlessly into each

 

others eyes lost in memory.

 

Soon the noise subsided with the sound of whimpering that

 

seem to grow distant with every breath. "I will kill you the next time

 

you are in these mountains you demon." The deep voice said.

 

"Grandma." I said, scared to the core hearing all the ruckus from

 

outside. "Don't worry Mia; our friends are here and they are here

 

to help. You must trust them." She said, her voice becoming so

 

frail.
"Lana are you still there?" The deep voice said, from behind

 

the tent door. "Yes; I am my friend, please come in." She said, as

 

the tent door flew open and the head of a huge brown bear

 

suddenly appeared.
"Aaahhh." I screamed in total fear. "Oh, shut up girl, I won't

 

hurt you." He said, cringing at the sound of my scream. "I...I...I'm

 

sorry but your a bear." I said, quickly jumping onto the corner of

 

my grandmother's bed, backing away quickly. "I'm sorry my friend

 

but she hasn't had much time to learn about our allies." Grandma

 

laughed, in her ever growing frailness. Grandpa didn't move not

 

even a finger he just sat there staring at grandma. "Those demons

 

are gone, and I don't think they'll be back; the barricade is almost

 

complete." The bear said in his deep voice. "Good." Grandma

 

replied.

 

"We'll stay here until the time comes, that we are no longer

 

needed; but by looks of things we may be here longer than I

 

thought."
The bear said, as he pulled his head back out of the

 

tent. "Grandma that; that was a big bear; a big, talking bear." I

 

said, stumbling over my words as they left my mouth. "Yes dear,

 

and there is a black wolf, and a red stag too." She said, with a soft

 

smile. "Grandma are you ok? I asked softly.

 

"In due time Mia we will all have to go to be with the gods, but

 

as for me and your grandpa here, that time will come soon. Our

 

old body's cannot last forever you know." She said softly with a

 

smile.
She looked over at grandpa and held his stare before
looking back at me.
“Come here my Mia.”
She said motioning to

 

her lap.

 

I laid my head across her lap, and I could feel her and

 

grandpa stroking my hair. Suddenly we could hear footsteps

 

getting closer toward the camp. "Whoa." I heard Tucker say

 

startled; followed by a deep growl. "I guess Tucker just met your

 

friend." I chuckled. "Go on outside and tell them what happened.”

 

She said softly, with a quiet giggle. I stepped out of the tent to find

 

the huge brown bear sitting in front the door, blocking the way.

 

Tucker just looked at me with big round eyes not saying

 

anything. "Don't worry I freaked out." I said with a chuckle. The

 

bear looked at me with a snarl, and took a deep breath before

 

plopping himself down with a heavy thud, followed by a cloud of

 

dust, in front the tent door. I could feel a sudden breath of ease

 

from Tucker. "Where's everyone else?" I asked looking around.

 

"Right there." He said pointing to a large cleared path that

 

suddenly appeared. "Wow, cool did you do that?" I asked. "Yup."

 

He said proudly, as everyone came filing out of the forest.
Elder

 

Wolf came over to the bear and sat next to him, and although we

 

couldn't hear it, we could all tell that they were talking to each

 

other.
"This is weird, how they can talk to animals." Tucker said leaning

 

over toward me.

 

"Tell me about it, sometimes I can hear them talking too." I said

 

with a raised brow.

 

"So you're crazy too...oh gosh my sister nuts." He laughed. "Shut

 

up Tucker, that's not funny." I snapped.

 

"Hey; you better watch out or she'll burn you, literally."
Steve

 

laughed with a raised brow.

 

"Oh right I forgot about that." Tucker laughed back.

 

As the day slowly turned to evening, and the sun slowly

 

disappeared behind the mountain the air grew much, much colder.

 

Uncle Tom started to prepare dinner and it sure didn't smell very

 

good.
Grandma and grandpa didn't come out of the tent, and

 

oddly enough no one asked for them either. I went to the tent

 

where Elder Wolf and the bear still sat talking to each other. I

 

slipped past the bears huge body and went into the tent.

 

Grandma and grandpa were still in the same position,

 

grandma laid on the bed sleeping and grandpa sat at her side on

 

the floor.
"Grandpa, dinner's almost done." I said softly. "Oh, yeah

 

dinner. I almost forgot." He said, trying to hurry to stand up but he

 

too seemed so frail and out of energy; he had a very hard time
getting up. I helped him up by his arm, and he hurried out of the

 

tent, I just stood at the entrance looking at grandma.

 

"Oh no Thomas, what are you doing?" Grandpa snarled at

 

uncle Tom.
"Well; hey at least I'm trying. David's just sitting there

 

playing with his sticks. Uncle Tom argued back. "Move, move I'll

 

fix this." Grandpa said smelling the atrocious concoction on the

 

fire.
Everyone laughed as grandpa quickly pushed uncle Tom

 

away from the food, while shaking his head disappointed.

 

"Mia." Grandma called out. "Yes grandma." I said as I went

 

back to her bed side. "Soon my dear; your grandfather and I will

 

go to be with the gods, because it is now yours and your brothers

 

turn to take our place among the people of our tribes. We will give

 

our place in this world for you two to have yours." She said sadly.

 

"What no; you can't, none of you can." I demanded. "I've lost

 

you both once before grandma and I refuse to lose you again." I

 

said, as the warmth in my face grew and tears began to build in

 

my eyes. "I won't let you go grandma." I said, allowing the tears to

 

flow freely down my cheeks. "I'm sorry my dear Mia; my Mia, but

 

you don't have a choice."
She said softly.

 

She moved closer to the edge of the bed finding the small box

 

that was glowing earlier. She took out the golden canister which
held the scrolls. She pulled out one of the scrolls and turned it

 

over, showing me a blank piece of paper. "What is this, it's blank."

 

I said, wiping the tears from my eyes. "No; Mia it's not. Grab that

 

mirror over there and the bowl on the table." She said as she

 

pointed them out.

 

I got the mirror and the bowl, that had a little water in it from

 

the table, and sat back at her side. "Look again Mia." She said, as

 

she put her finger in the water and touched the paper. Words

 

began to slowly appear, as the water from her finger seeped into

 

the paper; but I couldn't make out what it said. I sat there with a

 

confused look on my face.
"Here." She said, as she took the

 

mirror and placed the paper in front of it. Slowly I could make out

 

some words:

 

You will follow the path laid in front of you by the light of the red
moon,

 

"Wow." I said, leaning back a little with an intrigued smile.

 

“This is a trick to these scrolls Mia, a trick that no one but me and

 

now you, know. You are not to show any one; not Jon or even

 

Tucker." She said, as she re-rolled the scrolls together and placed

 

them back into the canister. She handed me the mirror and the

 

canister with a smile. "This is now yours, this is the only mirror that
can show you the words." She said.
I grabbed them without a

 

questions and looked at her.

 

"I won't show a single soul." I agreed, sticking the canister

 

and mirror into a small pile of animal furs that were piled high near

 

her bed.
"Dinner is ready." Grandpa called out. "Mia you go and

 

eat, I'll be fine." She said, nodding toward the door. "Go ahead.

 

Mia remember I'll always love you; and I will always be there for

 

you, maybe not in the flesh but I will be there in spirit." She said

 

softly. "I will always love you my Mia.” She said again. "I'll be right

 

back after I'm done." I said, overwhelmed with sadness.

 

I stepped out of the tent and to my surprise the bear was

 

gone. I looked around, but the bear was nowhere to be found. "He

 

went to find his own food." Elder Wolf explained watching me look

 

around. I didn't say anything I just smiled at him.

 

"Hey you still up for that walk." Jon said with his hand on my

 

back as we got our food.
"Um, well." I started to say. "Mia, I'll be

 

here and so will your dad."
Grandpa said softly,
standing across

 

from Jon and I. "Go ahead, it'll be fine.
We're all gonna be here."

 

He repeated. 'We don't have too." Jon started to say but I cut him

 

off. "Yeah, why don't we go now." I said looking at the sky.
"Looks like the night sky is gonna be beautiful so why not." I

 

said, picking up a piece of fur from the side of my tent, and began

 

walking into the direction of the lake.
We walked along a long

 

wide quite path; eating our dinner not saying anything.
There

 

were no night animals, no sounds only the sound of our feet

 

dragging in the dirt beneath our feet. Soon we came to the lake.

 

We sat at the waters edge, and I put my feet in. I sat there

 

quite, feeling the cold flowing water around my toes, it felt really

 

good. Jon and I used to spend countless hours just sitting quietly

 

letting our thoughts run without even saying a single word, and it

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