Toman of the Cherokee – Chapter 3 – by pars001

“You can try, with only half an arm though I guarantee I will hurt you far worse than last time! I am nowhere as hurt as you if you wish to try!” I said menacingly. “I suggest you take your father away from here before others want to make an example of him.

“They wouldn’t dare! My father is a great warrior, no one would touch him!” Malak growled at me.

“I wouldn’t be so sure; he attacked one much younger than him. I am not even an adult yet. How do you think the tribe will view this? Especially after I, a mere youth, knocked him out? I would say he has disgraced himself enough today. Much as you did in our fight!” I spat at Malak as I started to turn away.

I heard a shrieking howl then I saw Malak start toward me with his father’s knife. “I will gut you! No one speaks of my father like that!” I sighed as I watched him advance. I feigned high then swept low knocking the knife from his hand.

Bringing my own to his throat I snarled, “Yield!”

“Never! I will never surrender to an outsider like you!” Malak yelled back.

“Fine!” I said as I cuffed him alongside his head knocking him out also.

Dropping Malak I started to limp away when I caught the eyes of Pops. Oh shit! Pops is going to skin me alive.

“You seem to be injured again young Toman,” I heard Tall Bear say behind me. Looking down I saw for the first time that I was cut but nowhere as deeply as I thought I had been.

Bowing low to Tall Bear I replied, “Yes sir, I apologize for all the trouble I seem to be running into. I’ll try–” About that time I felt the world start to spin as I got light headed. Damn! Guess I lost more blood than I thought!

I felt several pairs of hands grab me as I started to make a bee line for the ground. Shaking my head I thought this was no way to get better acquainted with everyone.

It was several hours later though to me it might as well have been days when I jerked awake. Disorientated for a few moments I was staring at the walls around me lost.

came Pops thoughts.

I replied.

Sighing Pops continued,

<That’s ok pops. Maybe you could fill me in on the local customs so I don’t make more mistakes?> I asked.

Pops replied. Then I felt Pops putting all that he could into my mind about where we were and what to do. Well he started as it was a little overwhelming as I shut down passing out again.

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