Children of The Falls Chapter III

“Mankayo, watch out!” Mankayo looked up from the slippery baby and saw an adult charging with her horn! Glancing up, he saw a rafter under the protruding dormer on the barn and jumped just as the charging boar missed his leg with her sharp horn.

Chapter III

The Traders

Part 1

Scene 01

Mankayo looked around what was left of their camp sight.  He hissed as his camp medic blotted at the deep cuts on his arm. “Enough! Just patch me up and move on!”

“Sir, they will surely get infected if not properly cared for.” Minnial Bennjai explained. “Prince Mankayo, you may rule the clan in battle and travels, but when it comes to the medical well-being of our people, that is my area of expertise! Now sit still and let me do my job!

Snorting, he let her do her job as he gazed at the beast before him. It took all twenty of them to take it down, but not before the animal got a few deadly swings of his own. His eyes lingered over the contortions of the bear, stopping at his oversized head and huge, lifeless eyes.


He pulled his eyes away from the eyes of the oversized  grizzly, and looked to his second in command of the hunting party. “Report, Hamund.”

“Five dead, Sir, and seven injured.”  The dark-skinned man was shaken but alive. He had a splint on his right arm, and his eyes were clear.

“Are you done yet, Doctor?” Mankayo hissed.

She put the last piece of tape on his bandage, and snapped her medical case closed. “Yes, Prince.”

He returned his attention to the warrior. “Prepare this carcass for travel home, and tell Darnell, Victoria, Mitch, and Balam, to join me and Minnial by that  oak tree.” He pointed across the lot. “The rest of you bury the dead and move out for home.”

“Yes, Prince Mankayo.” He placed his hand over his heart. “Godspeed on your travels, Sir.”

Mankayo returned his salute. “And you.”  Then he turned and headed toward the oak tree where he had slept the night before and started packing his gear. Minnial trailed after him after she had packed her things.

She lifted a leather bag. “I have packed some of the bear meat for us, as well as some of the essentials.”

Mankayo nodded. “Yes we have a long journey ahead, the sustenance will be appreciated.” When the exploration team was ready, they bid their fellow travelers farewell, and headed out on the only known path to the mountainous regions. They were armed and alert. Mankayo could not allow anyone or anything to catch them by surprise again. The price for this expedition had already been too high.

Scene 02

The sun beat down on the travelers. Mankayo signaled for them to stop in a shadowy grove of lilac trees. In the center, a single cabin stood in silent defiance to the elements and “Disasters” that had tried to bring it down. Mankayo dropped his bag, gave the order to stay, and advanced toward the cabin. He pulled his knife from his sheath, moving aside some of the lilac branches that were obstructing his view.

“I’m going to do some reconnaissance. You all take cover until I give you word to follow.”

“Yes, Prince,” his captain answered. He moved the party back beyond the forest line, “Lieutenant, you take command, I’m going with Mankayo.”

“But. . .”

“He has no one to cover him. I gave you your orders.” With that, he left the party and stealthily moved toward the cabin.

Mankayo swung around when Balam came up behind him. Balam jumped back to avoid a slice to the abdomen. “Balam, are you a fool?” Mankayo hissed. “I told you to stay with the party.

“I am sorry, your Highness, but I thought it was better for me to be here to offer you coverage.”

Mankayo searched the man’s face and sighed. It was foolish for him to advance into a territory of unknown circumstances without someone to cover him. He put a hand on Balam’s shoulder. “Of course, you are right, Lieutenant, Let’s move out.”

Mankayo noticed another structure built onto the back of the cabin, and a large part of land hemmed in with a wooden fence. He had seen fences in books, but until now, he had never seen one. He reached out, it was cool and smooth to the touch. He had to admit that whoever built it was a great craftsman. “This is masterful work.”

Balam reached for the boarding. “Yes, Sir, it is.”

A loud squealing startled both men, and they turned toward the end of the fence. Part of it was partitioned off with very large animals taking mud baths.  “Sir, are those?”

“I have not seen one in my lifetime. There have been stories of the old days when people had domesticated and raised, but I have never seen one I haven’t put down for a meal.” They moved down to the penned in, muddy animals. Evolution had made the best use of the domesticated pigs that had run off during the “Destruction” and turned them into wild boars. They had grown horns, and their bodies had tufts of hair, and their hooves had hardened. Mankayo noticed that some of the horns had been surgically removed so the animals wouldn’t harm each other in close quarters. “This is incredible!” he said.

Balam looked around nervously. “Sir, we must finish with our scouting.” He pointed to the pig trough. “That food is fresh. It is obvious that someone has claimed this cabin, and surrounding land, we should move on.”

“I need a closer look at these species.” Mankayo climbed into the pen and reached for a piglet. The little animal let out an ear-piercing squeal.

“Mankayo, watch out!”  Mankayo looked up from the slippery baby and saw an adult charging with her horn!  Glancing up, he saw a rafter under the protruding dormer on the barn and jumped just as the charging boar missed his leg with her sharp horn.

“Are you okay, Prince?” “Yes, thanks to your warning.” Swinging from the rafters, he planted his feet on the fence. As he was about to jump to the ground, a thundering explosion filled the air, and the dirt kicked up at Balam’s feet. Balam nocked an arrow, let it fly, only to see it break in two after another explosion, and more dirt kicked up around his feet. Mankayo hit the ground and froze. He ordered all his men to hold their positions. A steady beating sound filled the plains.

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Children Of the Falls

The world’s destruction is at hand. Natural disasters explode all over its surface; tornadoes, floods, earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanoes. It would come to be known in history as the week of “Great Destruction.”

In the next few weeks, I’m going to bring forth to you a special story, I’ve created just for this Blog. For five years I have been blocked, and unable to write a word, much less a sentence, but recently I have found the block is now removed, and I have started on another novel, and decided to celebrate by sharing this story with you.  Keep up to Date with me. Another installment will follow within the next two weeks. This is the prologue. Chapter I is with my editor. Chapter Two is at the draft stage. ENJOY!


The world’s destruction is at hand. Natural disasters explode all over its surface; tornadoes, floods, earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanoes. It would come to be known in history as the week of “Great Destruction.” Ships Sank. Planes Crashed. Automobiles were thrown about like rag dolls. Whirl winds tore Houses off their foundations, and whipped them around with other debris. Angrily, Mother Nature killed human and animal without prejudice. Death tolls were recorded as the highest in human history. Property and land became unlivable. Volcanoes and earthquakes reformed the landscape.

Areas were left desolate and uninhabitable to survivors, while others were thrown back to prehistoric eras. Eventually, survivors separated into clans, becoming two distinct Races; Land Dwellers and Sea Dwellers; both with different ideals, and different ways of life. They scavenged for food, and searched for shelter. Most Land Dwellers settled in the caves that were naturally formed in the protruding rocks raised by the earthquakes and Volcanoes, while Sea Dwellers moved to the caves behind Waterfalls, and those formed underwater by the same.

Three generations of these clans worked hard to keep their world peaceful, and kept to their own ways of life. However populations grew, and Greed arose in the few that felt they should be in control of all the living spaces, and absolute power became a sickness among the Land Dwellers, while the Sea Dwellers fought hard to keep their peaceful ways, but each day that passed it was proving to become more difficult.

To make it even more difficult, a new race was forming in the desolate wastelands where wild things had kept hidden since the disasters. Banishing lawbreakers to the wasteland had become common place in both clans. However after 150 years, a new clan was forming, and they had to fight for everything to stay alive. They have decided that they deserved restitution, and they would take what was not given to them willingly. War was imminent and the only way to defeat the enemy would be to join the forces of both clans to fight the “Wild Ones” and that it would be their similarities, not their differences that would make them strong.

In the midst of all the turmoil, love still found time to grow. Princess Inkya of the Sea Dwellers and Prince Makayo of the Land Dwellers grew up playing together in the woods, and as they blossomed into adults, their relationship took on a different more sensual relationship; they fell in love, and now she carries his child. Their choices are limited. They can do one of three things: Run to another territory beyond theirs, and try to build a life there, where nobody knows them. Make their relationship public to their parents, and hope that they will not be banished to the wasteland and forgotten about, or get married, and bring their people together to fight a common enemy, “The Wild Ones”. Either way they choose, they must have a satisfactory end for their child’s sake, and the future of the people they love.

Copyright@2019 by Bonnita Pleisch

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Chapter II

Scene I

Inkya’s mind raced with the possibilities of her future. She had a very important choice to make, and she had to keep her family in mind. The falls rushed outside her family’s cave, but even the familiar sound did nothing for her troubled mind.

She stood and shivered in her thin nightgown so she lit a small fire in the fire pit that was in the middle of her private quarters. Shadows danced as the gentle firelight warmed the cave walls. Inkya took pride in her quarters. She inherited this room from her grandmother who had inherited from her great grandmother, who was the original leader of the Sea Dwellers. She had requested the story so many times from her elders that as a child, whenever they saw her coming, they lit a fire, fixed her some tea, and settled in to tell her it. As she grew up, she would tell it to herself at bedtime just so she could fall asleep.

She brought her hand to her stomach. “Someday I will tell you the story when I tuck you in to bed.”

A cold feeling came over her. Something was very wrong within her village.  Seconds later, screams rang out. She ran to the falls and looked through the wall of water. Enemies were raiding her village, dragging girls out from the caves by their hair. They were tied, single file, to a rope six inches in length.

“Princess you must come with us.” She turned around and saw her best friend Aussyria standing in front of a secret door that led to a tunnel out of the village to a safety zone.

“What is happening?” she whispered.

“Warriors from the wasteland have come for the royal family, and they are taking our woman, killing our men. We need to regroup.”

 “H-how many?”  

“We have no way of knowing until we meet up at the safe zone.”

“My parents?”

“Two armed men headed this way.” A Sea Dweller warrior clothed in animal skins and carrying a crudely made spear and bow, his quiver of arrows strapped to his back, grabbed Inkya’s royal robe, her travel bag and her two weapons, and pushed her toward the tunnel. “We need to move now!” he hissed. 

No sooner had they disappeared into the tunnel, and silently closed the tunnel door into the camouflaged wall, as the enemy was pushing their way through the falls.

The leader of the three-point team started tearing things apart and searching in every dark corner. The tunnel was never discovered. “She could not have gotten far.”

“Liber, there is a small opening that leads further into the formations most likely to other cave communities.”

“Search them all. I want Princess Inkya as my wife. If not tonight then long before we become the victors of this war.” He ordered several men to search the escape valley. “Find her and bring her to me.”

“Yes Lyber.” They made a fist with their hand, and pounded their hearts twice, then turned down to investigate the valley road. Liber ordered the rest of his party to take their prisoners back to the wastelands where he would sell the women to become wives to other men who had not seen a woman since banishment.

Scene 02

The falls sounded as if they were raging in sync with Inkya’s heart as she and her party quietly walked the unfamiliar path toward what she hoped would be a place to rest. Her parents and siblings had still not rendezvoused with them, so her heart became heavier with each step.

“Princess, are you okay?” Aussyria asked after she ordered her security team to spread out and check the perimeters of the path.

Inkya lifted her head and smiled at her best friend. “I’m fine, Aussyria, you’ve done a superb job of security with your team for the escape. I am just worried of the fate of my family. It’s making it hard to concentrate.”

Aussyria put a hand on her shoulder. “I have assigned SD1 to search for your family. They’re my best team. If they are hiding in the forest between here and the wasteland, we will find them.”

“If not?” Inkya asked fearfully.

“Then we will prepare to enter the wasteland and find Lyber’s camp.”

Inkya nodded. Aussyria turned to answer the call of one of her security personnel. As Aussyria huddled with her security team. Inkya thought about Makayo, his gentle touch, her sense of security in his arms. She touched her stomach, their child. The possibility of becoming a family. How real will having a future be? How real will their dream of uniting their people be when war was imminent? A tear tracked down her cheek. 

Something whistled by her ear, barely brushing her cheek. She whipped her head around as Aussyria yelled. “TAKE ARMS!”

Inkya dived into a clump of bushes by the path and raised her head slightly. Behind her, was four wasteland warriors firing arrows in quick succession, closing the distance between them and her people. She pulled her own bow out, nocked an arrow, took aim, and fired. True to its mark, the arrow hit the chest of one of the warriors.

Knowing she had revealed her cover, she retreated further into the forest, and dipped behind a formation of rocks, barely breathing. She readied another arrow and watched through a crack in the formation for pursuers, breathing slowly to calm her pounding heart.  War cries and commands were coming from the battle on the path she had just run from. Why did she run? Why did she not stay with her people? She was a coward.

“Princess!” Aussyria’s voice intruded in her mind. Startled, her readied bow slipped from her hands, and clattered against the rocks. She and Aussyria had often played with their telepathic abilities as children, but neither had done it since those days, because most of her clan did not understand it, worse yet, they feared it. Some people had been banished to the wasteland if they had been caught using it.

Aussyria, I am fine. I have taken refuge in the forest behind some rocks. I have my weapons with me.

“Stay where you are, when we secure the area, we will come for you.”

“I will, my friend.” She closed her mind, picked up her weapon and waited quietly. It wasn’t long before she sensed a presence behind her. Using the training she learned from Aussyria, she pulled her bow string back as she spun around and let it go. Her arrow was hit by another coming from the left. She screamed at a silver bodied being before her, then a large hand went over her mouth and she was dragged back down behind the rocks. A pin pricked her neck, and then she slipped into darkness.

Scene 3

Voices were whispering around her. Her head pounded as a chilly dampness penetrated her skin and her bones. Strange white lights flickered from the ceiling above. Suddenly she felt a throbbing pain in her arm. “Ah,” she breathed, her voice weak and soft.

“Don’t move too much, Princess,” a raspy female voice said to her left. An unfamiliar face appeared above her, blocking the light. “My name is Tianna. During your encounter with Lyber and his warriors, you were wounded by a poisonous arrow tip. We have connected you to a medicine delivery device called an IV, which is feeding you fluids and an antidote through a tube.”

 Inkya studied the woman, and then looked down at her wrist. There was a tube hooked into one of the veins on Inkya’s hand. Her eyes became round as saucers, and she frantically tried to pull the needle out.

“No! You mustn’t do that! You could cause uncontrollable bleeding and infection.” Tianna gently, but firmly pulled Inkya’s free hand away and held it in her own strong one.

Tianna was unlike any woman Inkya had ever encountered before. Her skin was the color of the night-time sky, but her dark eyes were compassionate and kind. “My name is Tianna. I am a practitioner of medicine, a warrior, and a member of the Land Dweller Clan tribe “Oasis”; an adopted member of the Rebellis, and friend to Prince Mankayo.” She smiled. “He heard your tribe was in trouble and sent me and my platoon out to help.”

Inkya closed her eyes and swallowed. “It was you behind the silver body?”

“Yes. I was inside the suit. Ancient warriors wore similar suits in battle that were made of steel. We have replicated it in a lighter metal called Aluminum.”

Inkya moved her head until she was looking into Tianna’s eyes. “How do you know this, are you a magician or a witch?”

Tianna chuckled. “No, Princess, nothing so dramatic. Land Dwellers have explored the territories around us and have found some buildings that survived the “Disasters.” Some of them are called “Libraries” and in them many books dwell. Those that were not damaged, we have brought to our villages, and have learned many things. However, Rebellis has taken what we have learned, and started educating those that are willing to learn, and help us rebuild our societies.”

“Like weapons and medicine?”

“And power, and survival.”

“Where is Mankayo, I wish to speak with him.”

“He is exploring,” Tianna said. “He will be back this evening, and he will be thrilled to hear that you are feeling better. He has been very worried about you.”

“Hmm.” She drifted off again.

Scene 4

“She will sleep for a while.” Tianna told a young lady standing nearby. “I gave her a sedative.” Then she left the room and headed to the command center.

“Is she asleep?” Commander Devlin asked. He was a former Sea Dweller, and head of their scientific discovery unit. He and his team had been studying the past scientific history of the world before the “Disasters”, and together with Land Dwellers and Sea Dwellers alike, they had created the command center.

“Yes.” Several computerized consoles were scattered around the room with the largest console in the middle where the commander stood. Three 100’ monitors showed areas of the wastelands, and the surrounding territory. 

If Tianna chose to put in a different number sequence, they could move surveillance to other targets. A map of the world was stretched out on a table as it had been when they discovered the underground bunker, just as all the computers and electronics had been. The electronics had to be reconnected, and the computers reprogrammed with an interface so Commander Devlin and his team had gone in search of books that would teach them what they needed to know. After they had learned it, they had acted on it, and rebuilt all the technology needed in the bunker. The rebuilding of the bunker was finished within seven years.

“Is she aware of the fate her people?”

Tianna shook her head. “I am not going to tell her anything I am not certain of,” she sighed. “Mankayo is out looking for survivors now.

He shook his head. “Sadly, I have searched the area of the battle, and her village. It does not look like good news.”

He switched between scenes on screen, and he was about to change again to check out the paths at the conjunction of the wasteland when Tianna stopped him.

“There on the hill of castles.” She pointed out the area that used to be Mulholland Drive. The homes on that territory were so grand that they called them castles. However, all access was cut off as many roads between the territories were either collapsed or impassable since the “Disasters.” 

She moved up to his console, pressed magnify, and paused the screen. “There is a light.” She pointed to a barely visible twinkle on a window. “Could be a light, but it could be a reflection too.”

“Do we have a team out there?”

“We have a hunting team in the wasteland forest. There is some mountainous terrain six miles east of their position. They could meet up with Mankayo’s team, and investigate.”

“How long would it take?”

“A week, providing there are no issues or battles with Lyber’s army.”

“So long?”

“It is an unknown Territory. I have heard rumors of the Elitists Clans that have settled up there.”

“So have I, but alas they are just rumors.” She looked at him. “We need to find out.” She inhaled, then let it out slowly before she spoke again. “That light was very small, and insignificant. It could just be a traveler needing shelter for a night, or it could be Inkya’s surviving family. Either way, I want a party on that mountain as soon as possible. Make it happen, Commander.

“What of the hunters wares? We are getting low on our supplies.”

She thought for a moment. “Have them send Taz, and Vanna home with the wares. I have no doubt they can get it here safely.”

“As you say General.” He went over to the North wall, lifted a radio to his mouth and barked out the orders.

“This is EX23-Mankayo. Who is sending this order? It didn’t come from me.”

Tianna took the radio mike. “That would be me, Sir. There is a strange light illuminating from a window in one of the castles. I thought it might be important to check it out.”

“Why, we know the possibility of a clan living up there is very high.”

“It could also be Inkya’s family survived and found refuge up there, hoping Lyber would not find them.”

Mankayo was silent for a long time, and Tianna thought maybe he had closed transmissions. She was about to call out his name when he came back over the airway. “Fine, but such a large team is not needed I will take six with me. The rest will return to base in case Lyber attacks another village.” He sighed, Tianna could hear the frustration in his voice. “How is Inkya?”

“She is responding to the medicine, and she is sleeping. She will be resting much over the next few days.  It will be days before she is recovered enough to get out of bed. I will keep you informed of her progress.”

“I’m going to hold you to that, Tianna,” he said. “We’ll camp out tonight at the next clearing, then I will go forward with my team, and send the rest back to you.”

“Okay,” she was about to sign off when she heard screaming over the line, a sickening thud, and more screaming.

“Bunyan!” Mankayo cried, and then he started barking orders “Positions!” A fearsome growl, ”Surround, and attack! Terrance Down.” Multiple screams, and then the airways went down, and Tianna screamed Mankayo’s name into her mike, but it remained silent as a winter’s night.