Oklan, Chapter 2

That’s right. Another chapter. I’m really getting going with this now.

Chapter 2

It was now by this time very dark in the jungle, so Oklan searched around for a place to sleep. Eventually he found a small cleared out area that was encircled by dense trees and bushes. The ground was soft from years of leaves accumulating on the dirt. He lay down and fell asleep almost instantly.


When Oklan awoke, he heard the voice again.

“Kyreth Oklan, your day of training has begun.”

Oklan was on his feet in an instant.

“Walk north-east until you find a pool of water. I will then speak to you again.”

Oklan determined what direction was north, then turned part way to the east and started walking. The ground, he found, sloped down slightly, and eventually led him to a small pool of water, about 12 feet in diameter.

The voice spoke again, “Now, Oklan, focus on the water. Focus on controlling it. Bring out of the pool a small sphere of it.”

Oklan focused on the water and saw a small ripple go through the surface. Using his mind, he pulled the water out of the pool and managed to shape it into a sphere. He brought it over to himself and drank out of it.

“Good. Now dive into the pool. It is deeper than it looks. Much deeper,” the voice said.

Oklan decided to ask the question that had been bugging him since yesterday.

“Who are you? And how can I do this?”

“For the first, all I will say is that I am Gen. For the second, you are a Kyreth.”

“But what is a Kyreth?”

“You will find that out, later. For now, just do as I have told you.”

Oklan stood closer to the pool and looked into it. It was, indeed, much deeper than he had thought, the bluish-green of the water fading to black further down. He slid into the water and found that opening his eyes didn’t pain him at all. He also noticed that it wasn’t actually as dark as it had looked from the surface; he could see quite well, even deep down.

A few minutes after he dove into the water, he realized that he hadn’t gone up to the surface to take a breath. A wave of panic overtook him before he realized that he didn’t actually feel that he needed to.

Then a wave of shock when he realized that he wasbreathing, under the water. He took a deep intake of the water. He could feel the water filling his lungs, but that didn’t feel bad, or like he needed to cough. He exhaled and the water went back out.

A tentacle wrapped around his leg. Terrified, Oklan tried to pull away, but whatever creature that the tentacle belonged to merely tightened its grip.

“Use your new-found powers,” the voice said directly into Oklan’s mind.

Oklan focused on compressing the water to strike at the tentacle. Eventually he broke through the slimy skin and the tentacle jerked away in pain. Oklan swam to the surface of the water, which had remained calm the entire time. He clambered out of the water, dripping.

He then focused on the water that was on him, pulling the individual droplets from his skin and hair. He was dry in a matter of moments.

When he turned around to walk away from the pool, he found a set of clothing laid out for him on the ground. He dressed and headed south-west, back to the clearing in which he had spent the prior night.

“Your training is not yet over, Oklan,” the voice said.

Oklan stopped walking. “Do I need to go back to the pool?”

“No, in fact you need to notgo back to the pool. This time, focus on water and summon some of it to come into your hand.”

Oklan did so, and soon had a small amount of it in his hand.

“Now, strike out with it like a whip and strike a leaf off of yonder tree.”

Oklan focused on shaping and lengthening the water into a whip-like strand, then, controlling it with his mind, struck out and took a leaf off of a tree. He then re-formed the water, flattening it, so that he caught the leaf. He controlled the current of the water so that the leaf came drifting towards him. He held it up triumphantly after bringing the water back into his hand and dumping it onto the ground.

“Very well done, Oklan. You can now do almost anything with your powers, and what you do not already know, you will learn in time. Is there anything more you would like to ask me?”

Oklan thought for a moment before answering, “No, I don’t think so. Wait, actually, where could I get some food?” Oklan, not remembering when he ate last, realized that he was feeling pangs of hunger.


Oklan felt a gentle push of air under his chin, and looked up. There was a banana tree right above him, and next to it was a coconut tree.

Oklan summoned some water and formed it into a pressurized blade, slicing off a few of the bananas. Out of the same source of water, he brought out a layer of water and caught the bananas much the same way as he had caught the leaf earlier.

Oklan pulled back both streams of water and focused hard on creating a hand out of pressurized water to grab a coconut from above. Eventually he guided it up a and around a coconut. He pulled on the coconut with his mind and gently carried it down in the grasp of the water.

In less than a second, he released the water from his mind, rushed forward, and caught the falling coconut.

He peeled and ate the bananas quickly, but puzzled about how to crack open the coconut while still keeping the juice inside. Or how to crack it open at all, as he didn’t see any rocks around. He then had an idea.

After holding the coconut up, he summoned some of the water onto his fingertips, pressurized it, and sliced the top off of the coconut.

He drank the juice from inside, then smacked the remaining shell against a tree, breaking it into more managable pieces that he was able to eat the meat off of.


Once he had finished eating, he continued walking towards where he had slept the prior night, leaving the peels and bark on the ground.

It was late afternoon when he was walking back, and close to evening when he arrived back at the alcove in the trees. He decided that the next day he would explore the island more, to see if anyone did after all live on the island, as well as collect some more food if he could find it.

Oklan lay down again, though he didn’t feel very tired. He lay staring up through a few small cracks inbetween leaves and branches to the sky and stars above. The moon was suprisingly high in the quickly darkening sky for how early it was. He planned that he would head north-west the next day. Weariness overcame him in a flood and he drifted to sleep filled with dreams of water.


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