User blog:Brunettebraidsbooks/Escape(AJ short story)

(I'm only going to do short stories for now on, I'm really bad at long-term ones)

Mist turned his nose up to the sky. The sun shone brightly, and his dark blue eyes squinted at it. He could hardly see the sun at Greely's campgrounds, the air was usually so foggy.

Small green plants poked up through the snow. The trees were bare, but the area was welcoming. It showed signs of earlier life. Mist could imagine that the bushes were more then unstable branches, and in the spring gardens grew.

The dark gray wolf continued padding onwards. Cosmo had asked to see him. Mist was only a slightly-trained soldier in Greely's forces, and he wondered what the koala alpha would need from him.

"Message for you, Soldier Mist," the messanger had barked yesterday after he had gotten up. "Greely has requested that you meet with Cosmo tommorow at this time."

"Is there any information included with this request?" he had asked tiredly.

"No. Greely has not included any specific details. Cosmo will fill you in when you arrive."

It was not a good morning. He had been on watch since midnight and woken up at an early hour. I hope this is a simple mission, he thought as he approached a large treehouse.

It was not a simple mission.

"A while ago, Graham(who was the monkey alpha) had a workshop near the volcano."

Mist listened with open ears as Cosmo explained.

"However, the workshop was taken over by phantoms. The crew there was taken prisoners and locked in the basement of the old workshop, which is now a phantom tower. We sent a wolf, very much like you, to infilitrate the tower and rescue the crew. He has not returned."

"Krem," Mist breathed. He had talked to the cream-furred wolf many times, as Krem was very enthusiastic and always someone who you wanted to be around. They weren't exactly friends, but they were put on the same forces together. Mist was only a bit more experienced then Krem.

"Yes, Krem," Cosmo echoed. "Greely has planned for me to take you to the door of the castle. I have the map here from Graham."

Cosmo put the map on the table. Simple drawings planned out what Mist was supposed to do.

He did not like the drawings.

It showed him dancing in front of the door, the phantoms carrying him away, and locked in a dungeon.

"Cossssmmoo..?" He said uncertainly.

"The plan is to get captured by phantoms, free Krem and Graham's crew, and go out through a side door. Any questions?"

"I don't think so," he said slowly.

"Alright then, Soldier Mist." Cosmo nodded. "Here are the weapons Greely wants you to use."

The weapons were a sharply fashioned bow and arrow, colored deep blue and gray like Mist's fur, and a sack of boomseeds. Mist poked a boomseed onto a bow and pulled it back with his teeth against the bow in his paws. It shot across the room.

"Thank you." Mist put the bow back over his shoulder and fastened the sheath and sack on his back, wrapped around his stomach. Mist was used to using a bow and arrow, even though he perfered fighting with his paws or teeth. Against phantoms though, that would be impossible.

"Your welcome. You should find a few boomseed gardens inside the tower, so you can restock."

"Won't the phantoms take away my weapons?"

"I doubt it. They aren't very bright."

Mist approached the tower. It was tall and threating, the volcano looming over the tower. Mist crouched in a bush, which was ruined by phantom goop, and looked at the carefully guarded door.

"Time to go in," Mist muttered. He got up but fell to the ground again when the earth began to shake.

''What was that? ''There was no way to tell. There was also no time. He had to infilitrate the tower on a scheduale, after all.

Mist got back up and looked around before padding to the door of the castle. The dark gray wolf stopped and then leaped up onto his hind legs, splattering phantom goop on his fur. As he jumped back down he started a dance, then chased his tail, then rolled in the muck.

It wasn't long for the phantoms to appear. They surrounded him, and Mist had to do everything to fight the insticts inside of him that wanted to shoot his boomseeds at the creatures. So he just closed his eyes. The flashes of the phantom alarm burned through his eyelids into his vision, so he just waited until he lost conciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

All of Mist's muscles were sore. The air was foul, heavy with the smell of rotting vegetation and phantom goop, and the ground underneath him was hard. The first thing he heard was the metallic hum of some type of phantom device, slow and distant.

The slate-gray wolf opened his eyes, and Mist found that he was in a large phantom cell. Barred metal doors were on one side, and a wall on the other. His bow and arrow clanked against the ground as he forced himself up.

He explored the prison cell, looking for anything that could signal an escape. It was quite easy, actually. The phantoms really aren't smart, Mist thought as he pulled out his bow and an arrow. He fired the arrow at a switch that was out of jumping reach, but quite easy to hit. The barred door started to rise. Mist collected the arrow and padded out of the prison.

A shadow-filled hallway waited for him. The buzz of the phantom machine grew louder, and more cells came to view as Mist got to the end of the hallway.

The phantom machine was a blazing eye. It let out a flash of purple light that circled around the hallway; Mist immediately saw that it was an electric flash. If someone was to touch it, it would immediately sound in an alarm and falling into sleep.

"Soldier!"

Mist looked in alarm at the direction the shrill cry had come from.

(WIP; will continue!)

(I'm done doing the Dear Diary thing; I can't do long-term stories very well 😔)