"Thunder, what are we going to do?" Sarah Housepaw was in the leaders den, asking about the coming trouble. "I don't know Sarah... I don't know what to do anymore. We need help." Thunder replied. Sarah asked in a confused tone,"You don't mean those giant metal monsters in the sky? How will we communicate with them?" Thunder didn't reply. He just stood with his head down. "Fine. I will come back later. Think of a way then." Sarah walked out of the den and into the clearing of the tribe's camp. She was part of a tribe called M'Batukui. The island they were located on was cloaked by an annual ritual performed by the entire Tribe. She walked to her small den on the outskirts of the small clearing. There, she just lay in her bed and fell asleep.
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Thunderheart
FantasyAlan Lafway is a space fighter pilot cadet. But during his first mission, an atomic anomaly appeared and damaged his ship. He is blasted far away and lands on a mysterious island with no apparent escape, and he is not alone. The island he is crashed...
