The Forest was silent. A girl in a hunting outfit slowly made her way through the undergrowth, a compound bow in hand and a quiver on her back. She knelt down, inspecting the tracks in the dirt. They were fresh. She was getting close.
Jenny had been going after this buck for a while now. It looked quite strong, and had a huge rack. She had nailed it a day ago with an arrow in the rear, but the buck had taken the arrow in stride and ran off, leaving Jenny in the dust and minus one arrow. But things were not going to end this way. The teenager continued tracking the deer through the woods, when she stopped. There it was.
The buck was standing in the middle of a stream, drinking. Jenny had gotten lucky, as she was downwind from the buck. 1, 2, 3... it was a 14 point buck, not bad. An arrow sticking out of it's rear indicated that this was the same buck that had escaped from Jenny earlier. Well, not today. Silently drawing an arrow from her quiver, Jenny notched the bow and pulled the bowstring back. The feather of the arrow tickled her cheek, and she let out a quiet breath. The world seemed to go quiet.
The buck looked up, as if sensing something was wrong. It was too late. The arrow entered through it's eye, piercing it's head and killing it instantly. It collapsed in the river, and Jenny lowered the bow. The girl smiled, and relaxed.
"Aw yeah... Yer a purdy one." Jenny said, approaching the dead deer. It really was as nice as it had looked from a distance. It was lean, muscled, and had a great set of antlers. The hunter knelt down next to the dead animal, pulling down her camo bandana. She removed the arrows from the rear and head of the deer, washing them off in the stream. Now all that was left was to lug this kill back home.
A loud huff caught Jenny's attention. The girl looked up to notice a bear upstream, staring at her. It looked... kinda strange. There was something around it's mouth, and it's fur looked ragged and strange. Jenny froze. She had never been this close to a bear before. The bear began to slowly make it's way towards her, and Jenny began to back away. Slowly, she reached back in her quiver for an arrow. The bear approached, huffing and grunting. Suddenly, it began to sprint towards Jenny. She frantically nocked an arrow, but the Bear was suddenly on top of her.
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Jenny sat up with a scream. Her heart seemed like it was almost beating out of her chest, and her breathing was heavy. Almost right away, she could tell that something was... off. She was on the floor, in a large, white room. In front of her, a boy wearing what looked like clothes made out of plants glanced up, raising an eyebrow. With a knife, he cut himself a slice of apple and ate it.
"Well. Hello there." The boy said. "I suppose you could say that was a... grizzly... end."
"Wha... wha..." Jenny looked around, trying to calm herself down. She looked at the boy, who was sitting on a white pillar. "Where am ah? Who'r yew?"
"Huh... So, I dunno how to tell you this..." The boy said, cutting another slice of apple. "But, you're dead. You died."
"What?" Jenny asked, standing up.
"What are you, hard of hearing? You're dead. D-E-D. Dead. Getting attacked by a rabid bear will do that to you." The boy said.
"Rabid? But... but ah thought rabid animals didn't like water." Jenny said. At that the boy's face turned a little red, an he looked away. He looked... embarrassed.
"Uh, yeah... that was my bad. As the deity of nature, I was supposed to make sure that stuff like that didn't happen. But it did. So... Sorry." The boy said. He ate another slice of his apple, and looked up at Jenny again. "But, there is some good news to this. Since it was my mistake you died, you get a choice. Now, instead of staying dead and seeing what your fate'll be, you can live again. In some strange new fantasy world."
"Really?" Jenny asked, confused. "Why a strange fantasy world?"
"Well... I'm not quite sure, actually. I'm kinda new to this. I'm pretty good at my job, unlike some of the other deities. So I'm actually not quite sure." The boy said. Jenny thought for a second.
"Can't... can't yew just send me home?" Jenny asked. The boy shook his head.
"No. It's against the rules. Not my rules. But I have to follow them." The boy said.
"Well, could ah somehow get home threw this... fantasy world or somethin'?" Jenny asked. The boy shrugged. Jenny sighed, and shook her head. "All right. Ah'll give it a try."
"Okay. Rules say I have to give you a weapon. So make yer choice." The boy said. A long rack of many different fantasy weapons appeared. The first two slots, which held swords, were empty. Jenny looked at the weapons, then at the boy.
"Am ah gonna have t' kill people in this world?" Jenny asked.
"Look, I already told you, I know as much about this as you do! I have no clue!" The boy said. Jenny sighed and picked her weapon. Since there wasn't any compound bows, like she was used to, she went with the recurve bow. It was a simple recurve bow, made of wood, but when she grabbed it lines of green light glowed momentarily.
"Okay. Ah'm ready." Jenny said, feeling determined. The boy nodded, and was about to gesture at Jenny when she stopped him. "Wait. What's yer name?"
The boy paused, before lowering his hand.
"It's Hama." The boy said. Jenny nodded at the boy.
"Thanks, Hama." Jenny said.
"Once you get in there, I'll be able to watch you. I'll talk with the other deities, to see if I'll be able to help you more. Good luck." Hama said. He gestured at Jenny, and once again the world went black.
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Jenny eyes fluttered open. She was in a forest again. But... something about this felt... different. Something was off. The girl slowly sat up. She was still in her hunting outfit, and a three large gashes were in her shirt. Had it all been a dream?
A quick glance at her side revealed how false that was. The bow that Hama had given her lay under her hand, with a quiver next to it. Jenny slowly got to her feet, slinging the quiver over her shoulder and picking up the bow. So, this was the fantasy world... what was she to expect? Jenny began to carefully make her way through the forest, looking for a trail, a landmark, a person, anything. What was this place?