The air seemed to shake for a second, rippling before the tree head of them that had looke brown and desolate before turned a slight hade of green, showing life. a small herd of impala roaming not too far from them.

Amai's eyes filled up with tears, Vey hugged Amais arm in hope. He had made the right decision.

He turned back around but to his astonishment, the tree with the marking was no longer there and neither was the path that run from the tree all the way home. The same savannah grassland had replaced it with trees showing signs of life and birds flying on and off branches.

They looked at each other in shock.

Amai stuck his hand right into where they had come from and it had dissapeared. Some sort of cloaking. Amai fell into deep thought but after seeing his sisters hungered face,finding food was more important.

After walking for a while they spotted a shrub of wild orange trees. As they walked towards the trees a single question still persisted in his head. What made their home area so dry and desolate?

Before they had gone far amai had set a pile of rocks to mark where they left the home area from he felt it might be useful later on.

The orange trees had enough fruit to psuh them on for a while until the got some more food. He let Vey go first to eat and helped her peel some as she was struggling a bit due to her weakness.

It was his fault.

He did this.

He got her into this state, he had waited two days before choosing to leave, still latchong onto memories of a mother who abandoned them.

It was his fault, and it was his responsibility to bear, not hers.

Vey saw the converned lok on his face and stopped eating the orange in her hands. She moved close and hugged him.

"Thank you Mai," she said gently,"it's not your fault, so please eat." she added, knowing exactly what he was thinking. She always could read him. They were the only ones they could rely on after all. They knew each other inside out.

He put his arm round her hugging her back and took the orange she was handing she ws handing him.

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"Mmh!" he said with a large smile on his face.

He can't make her worry.

After eating a lot of fruit and resting they recovered a good amount of energy. It was a bit past midday from where the sun hang. It was time to get a propper meal.

Amai remembered what direction the small herdof deer had taken. He checked the wind direction planning to come at them with the wind moving bewind them so as not to alert the herd. He also looked for any signs of beast that would normally also hunt deer.

Their mother had both taught them how to hunt and fight since the day they could walk, one thing he was constantly grateful for, otherwise surviving a month let alone three years would have been imposssible. Vey circled round to his left with her two daggers left behind by their mom for her. Vey and Amai had honed their teamwork after years of hunting and fighting together. They crouched and slowly advanced to the unsuspecting impala.

Amai raised his spear, aiming at the soft underside of the deer, his arm and chest muscles contracting, he threw the spear.

His precision and accuracy impecable, wasting close to no movement and energy for the best outcome, to the point where if competitive javelin throwers were to watch they would be amazed at his mastery, breaking all their expectations of what a thirteen year old boy could achieve.

This was only due to the numerous days of training he had gone through, something that would even break the minds of adults were they to experience the same.

Vey not a moment behind Amai threw one of her daggers expertely cutting throught the deers neck, quick and clean, her expertise not any lesser than that of Amai, quickly taking down the animal, the whole process taking less than a moment.

They quickly had a fire going and Amai skinned the deer, and begun to roast a leg. He would smoke the rest for later. He wanted to finish and get back home before dark as more higher tiered beast would appear.

There were nine beast tiers, categorising them according to age. Earth tier beast had an age of 10 years max, Copper tier beasts 100 years, Silver 1000 years, Gold 10,000 years, Diamond 100,000 years, Blood beasts 1 million years, Emarald tier beasts 10 million years and Royal beasts that were between 10 million and 100million years old. After each tier a beasts power increased, multiplying severally.

Theoretically there was one more tier but none had seen it before nor has it ever been recorded in any manuscripts. It only exists in the many myths and stories passed down by tribes.

Amai and Vey were very knowledgeable about the outside world and its happenings due to their mothers daily strict lessons. Amai had only ever seen an Earth tier beast before, from a distance and wit the protection of his mother.

She had clearly told him then that if he were to encounter an Earth tier beast as he were he should prepare to cut off a limb and throw it to destract the beast as he got away, otherwise forefeit his life. The nightime which brough on copper beasts, 10 times as powerful as Earth tier beasts, was not something they could handle.

He laid back on a tree as Vey tended to the meat, he was tired. Not long after, a roar came from the nearby patch of trees.