Nightmare or Vision?

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"Lo'ak!" Neteyam and I called out to him, simultaneously. 

He didn't turn back around. The only thing we could do now was follow him. "Come on, he's going to Payakan." Neteyam told Tsireya, Ao'nung, and Rotxo, calling over his Ilu and diving into the water. 'Stevie, come here, quickly.' I called for her. 'Alright, I'm on my way!' She clicked in response in the distance. My eyes darted around, my hands reaching for a quiver and bow to carry on my back. At least I had to be prepared if we were going to fight. I dove into the water, grabbing onto her harness. 'Follow my youngest brother. Please, hurry!' I insisted. I poured some of my strength to increase her speed.

"Come back!" Tsireya called for him. "There's Lo'ak." Tuk called out in the distance sitting behind Kiri on her Ilu. "Lo'ak!" Kiri called for him, but he ignored them, only swimming forward. Kiri and Tuk turned their heads towards us. "He's going to find Payakan." Neteyam told them. "Wait up." She said. Kiri and Tuk followed behind us.

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I could already hear Payakan's cries for help as we reached Three Brothers Rock. "Payakan! Brother!" Lo'ak waved his hand at him. "Lo'ak!" I yelled out to him in the distance. "Wait!" Tsireya said. 'Please help! I'm scared! Sky People are here!' Payakan's panicked voice filled my head. It gave me a migraine. "What is it? What's wrong?" Lo'ak asked, signing to him. He showed Lo'ak his back, showing him the bright red tracker that was stuck to his back.

"Shit!" Lo'ak cursed. My body shook uncontrollably. Why did it have to be this way? I teared up again. My heart was beating erratically again. It was going to jump out of my chest at this point. "Stay calm; Stay calm." I could hear Lo'ak telling Payakan. 'Come on. We have to help him.' I told myself mentally as I held my breath. I looked up to see the ship from my nightmares. It arrived at Three Brothers Rock. My lips quivered. My nightmare was turning into a reality. I hated my dream.

I turned my head to Payakan. Lo'ak was already on him, trying to pull out the beeping tracker. Neteyam reached him first. "Lo'ak!" He called, jumping onto Payakan's back. "Bro, come on! Help me out! Hurry, the ship's coming." He pointed to the distance. Neteyam went to check it out, before turning back to help Ao'nung up. I swam off my Ilu and towards Payakan. "Hurry!" Tsireya urged.

"Call us in!" Neteyam told Lo'ak, tapping on his arm. Lo'ak just looked up at Neteyam in a dazed state. "Call Dad! Call Dad! Just go, do it!" Neteyam pushed him up to stand. Lo'ak reached for his coms. "Dad...I mean Devil Dog. Do you read me? It's Eagle Eye. Do you c-copy?" Lo'ak asked, stuttering out.  "Lo'ak!" I heard Dad's voice. I realized that I had the ear coms, too. "Yes! We are with a Tulkun who is under attack. Gunships inbound. It's about 2 clicks out." Lo'ak told Dad. 

"Who is with you?" Dad asked. "It's all of us. Ao'nung, and Tsireya, and Rotxo, too. We're at Three Brothers Rocks." Lo'ak exclaimed without hesitation. "Get to cover and do not engage. Alright? You hear me? Do not engage. We are coming." Dad said. "Yes, sir." Lo'ak replied before the call ended.

"It's getting closer!" Tsireya cried, looking over her shoulder. "3, 2, Pull!" I shouted. I held onto the tracker with all my might and leaned back as much as I could, even extending my legs. Our pulling was still useless. The tracker was stuck onto Payakan's back. My mind began to wander off again. I started looking around for anything...anything we could use to help us pull out the tracker.

My eyes landed on the rope in my saddle bag. I grunted in frustration. "I'm stupid! We could use the rope!" I thought out loud, jumping back into the water. I swam back to Stevie, opening the bag and grabbing the rope that was inside. "Teyam! Ao'nung!" I grabbed their attention before throwing out the rope to them. "Tie it around the tracker!" I ordered. Neteyam nodded in response. I kept part of the rope to tie it to Stevie's saddle, getting on her again.

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