As the group of boys continued walking, the woods continued to grow thicker around them. Although, it wasn't dark out yet, so they had an easy time trekking throughout the woods. With his gloved hands, Zeke adjusted the scarf that was wrapped tightly around his neck as Josh introduced himself and the others to Jason. Zeke nodded a hello to the new boy and continued walking. He looked over at Josh. He seemed like a pretty cool guy to Zeke. Zeke turned his eyes back to the trail.
Zeke was leading the pack, with Josh right behind them. A few steps back was Andrew, followed by Cleef, and then Jason.
"It shouldn't take much longer to get there, maybe another 20 min-"
Zeke stopped mid-sentence and held his arm up to his side. It was a gesture for the others to stay back. Up ahead, Zeke noticed something was nearby. They listened for a second or two, and when heard nothing, they continued their pace. Then Zeke noticed what it was that he had noticed.
There was a boy sitting up in a tree.
As the gang of boys continued down the path, they stopped below the tree and looked up at the strange boy. Andrew looked like he was about to shout up to the boy, when Zeke realized that he knew who the boy was.
"...Cadence? Cadence Donovan?"
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At the crash-site...
"They are here! They knew we were coming! It was all for nothing! We are all going to die here in this ship!"
A blue andalite was screaming, pointing fervently to a blinking data display on the console in front of him. He began shaking uncontrollably, on the verge of tears. Next to him, another andalite was rapidly typing into a glowing keyboard, his eyes looking serious.
Behind them, a female was issuing commands. Her voice was soft and beautiful to human ears, but they demanded respect, and the crew of andalites did what they were told. Then, the lights of the ship flickered, and a horrible scream retched throughout the ship.
"...they are already here..." the female said, becoming scared herself.
Then a long sharp blade ripped through her shoulder, and everything went dark....
The female andalites eyes shot open. Where was she? She was lying facedown in the dirt, covered in grime and gore. She took another look at her surroundings, and she remembered everything. She was on earth. And it looked like her mission was going to be a failure.
With all of her strength, she lifted her self up, and began heading out of the woods. She barely made a few steps, when the pain overtook her, and she fell against a tree. She leaned on it for balance as she looked at her leg - it was also slashed. The purple blood shimmered as it ran down her leg, and she flinched in pain.
She would have to wait to regain some strength, mask her identity and head out of the forest. But her wounds were pretty severe.
And she didn't know that something sinister was lurking in the woods. Looking for her...and looking to kill her...