Gone Rogue by A McKay Page B

basically cook them.  Zach now entered the tent and sealed the makeshift door with a heavy stone.  They sat on the other side of the fire, while the flames grew. 
    The heat grew in the tent; Slade took his coat off, then his shirt and started to take his pants off. 
    "Wait, what the fuck are you doing?”  Zach asked taking his jacket off. 
    "To do this right we need to be nude." 
    "The things I will do for you."  Zach then continued to strip his articles of clothing off as well.  Slade sat there naked in front of his blood brother, the way they were born. 
    A big difference was made between Zach and Slade.  Slade had the rock hard keg of a stomach, while Zach had the washboard abs.  Slade’s eyes were double the size of Zach’s.  Three bodied of Zach’s could fit into one Slade.
    Slade poured the first ladle full of water on the stones and the water sizzled, steam exploding from the droplets.  The steam was staying in the tent perfectly.  Slade started to closed his eyes, and felt Zach staring at him.  "You need to concentrate,” Slade said without opening his eyes.
    “I better not feel you touching me.”  Zach smart-ass told him making Slade open his eyes a little to laugh his thundering laugh.  Again, Slade quieted his mind closing his eyes and soon trying to shut off his brain.  Slade perfected this in his jail cell at the Sanctum and knew it would be easier for him to get in the mind set.
    Zach sighed but closed his eyes.  "We will start by resting every bit of our body, start at the nails on our toes.  Relax the nails, now the toe.  Continue to the ankle.  Then move up to the leg."  Slade started to imagine the images.  When Slade reached the top of his head, warm color water fell from the sky.  Slade heard water sizzle and the steam hitting his body.  The warm color pumped through him now, and soon a bubble appeared around him.  Slade started to open doors that he had imagined laid back in the deepest parts of his mind.  A door then appeared in the middle of the sky, and soon he was there.  The door was warm.  Slade reached for the handle and slowly turned the knob. 
    Slade saw something that he never could have imagined.  It was an island kingdom that was by the way the water broke protected by a giant reef.  This island seemed not have been touched by man with today’s technology, for trees, land, and even sand covered the vast majority.  Slade saw great waterfalls, but on a huge river that ran through the island was a castle.  The grounds were protected by what seemed to be moving stones. 
    “Beautiful isn’t it,” a man said that appeared next to me.  The guy had hooded blue eyes that were like two pools of water.  His curly, blood red hair was worn in a style that made you aware that he was a warrior and untamed.  He was tall and was equal to Slade in statue.  He looked fierce but Slade didn’t feel like he needed to defend himself.  Nor was he afraid of the giant man; something about him was very familiar.
    “Yes, where is this?”  Slade asked the man
    “The place you have been seeking, the place that you will protect.”  He took a breath.  “As a guardian, we have a choice to stay and protect or move on. I wanted and still want to move on, but no one has stepped up to protect it when I left.  Now the fate of the world can be saved by the guardians again, the blood has grown in strength and our tribe will grow once again.”  His voice grew in excitement.
    Slade looked at him confused, but was cut off when he saw two dragons flying over the island; one looked to be red and the other, “her!”  Slade recognized the dragon now.  He knew now where to find the bitch, the bitch that almost killed him and more importantly Zach.  She was going to pay for her actions, as soon as Slade went to the island that is.
    “You have met?” the warrior asked now giving the same puzzled look; Slade just gave to the warrior.
    “Yes, she’s been trying to kill