Natural Enemy 2-12

“Das a good one, Kai.” The hammer was steady in his hands, each tap of the head on a nail a simple rhythm as he nodded his head. “Thanks, Chief.” A heavy hand met his back, Kai holding back a grunt at the basketball sized palm patting him hard enough to almost knock him forward….

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“Whoooo-hoooo!” Salt. Too much of it. A whole bucket of the stuff slapped him right in the open mouth, drowning out the yell before it could really get legs behind it. Kai spluttered foam, choking and snorting as white stuff blasted free from his nose and mouth both. Fuuuu- Arms went out wide, spinning like…

The sigh left Kai’s throat, a burst of air with nowhere else to go but out.  One hand rested on his stomach as he sat on his board, eyes still on the edge of the sea where he couldn’t see any further. The month might as well have dragged on — sunrise after sunset thirty…

The water was red as he blinked down at it, so much thick surf lapping at his knees. Warm and heavy, it clung to his skin, the stench of copper and rot almost as thick as syrup. Bodies floated in it; face down, face up, and missing whole parts as they bobbed in the dying…

It took almost a half day at that speed to get to the next major island. Well, “major” was doing a lot of heavy lifting. Port Town. That was the name on the map. Creative.  Kai slowed the Naruto down as the harbor came into view, the jet stream from the skiff’s stern ports dying…