They had been sent in to rescue a high ranking official's daughter and had, erroneously, assumed she would be some weak, helpless, demanding, little flower that not only would be difficult to rescue, but would be a major headache, and pain in their rears, all the way through the escape and on the way back to the woman's home world. What they found, instead, was a strong, fierce, self-reliant individual who was as ready with a weapon as any of their team. Which was a good thing, because the way home was not going to be easy, nor would the unexpected reception when they finally returned her to her home.

I really loved the prompt and story with this one, could we see more about the two? The warrior maiden in a world where such are not well looked upon really has a great potential to me.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02736-g179-falling-flying

The storm-damaged ship manages to land safely on a planet where resources are minimal at best. The entire crew are level one and level two haven-worlders, but they have one death-worlder aboard. An 8 year old human child. They were transporting the child to a space station as the child had recently been rescued from kidnappers who were now sitting in prison.

On this planet, not everything is what it appears. Food keeps showing up at the entryway and footsteps can be seen in the mud after a rain, but no one's there. It's only after the child can be seen sitting, quietly playing with an unusual, humanoid-shaped, being about the size of the child, that they realize their "helpful ghosts" may not be ghosts at all. The being looks at the much taller crew members and suddenly, they disappear, though the imprint in the dirt shows, they're still there.

You do realize that poor Internutter isn't going to be able to translate that or read it, right? It's Wingdings, but four different wingdings in four different translate programs and none of them were able to.

They arrived from many places around the world, and yet, they all seemed to know how to get to the village. Those from other nations found funds and tickets to planes waiting for them, as well as all information they needed to get to that place. The ones already in that continent traveling on foot, by surprisingly convenient rides, by rail, etc., all the same, to find themselves on a wide, easily traversed, path into the forests. The strange thing is, the only ones that seemed to be able to even see the path were the children, some very young, some older, carrying eggs or young dragons with them.

The village was rustic looking and the people there seemed not only unconcerned at seeing so many that were still quite young entering the village, but any time someone asked where they were supposed to go, pointed to a road that lead to a large building that looked like a large, old-fashioned, boarding school. They would finally get answers to where they were going, who the dragons were, and learn their destinies.

Prompt from https://steemit.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02547-f357-now-there-be-dragons

This is a continuation of this prompt, from your story. If it's ok?

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02697-g140-a-family-affair

The young woman, despite her past, despite the harassment from her old family, the family that sold her in the first place, had gotten a very good job and, through some series of hard work, and very lucky breaks, ended up quite wealthy. But her old family was still out there, more incised than ever because the fact she was living a rich, comfortable life, when they believe she owed them. It was now time to deal with them. She lived in Alliance territory, and they had come to call.

It wasn't just an education in books she'd received, it was more than that, far more. Law and Combat. And her favorite game, chess. The game, and Law, is how she learned to he cunning and how she'd gained her wealth. And now combat and cunning was going to teach her old family, once and for all, she was not someone they could mess with. And maybe send a message to the rest from that world, change was inevitable and it was not going to be fun.

That would be this prompt, I believe.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02627-g070-when-you-assume

Here, if doing a prompt for Internutter that's based on another prompt, I always suggest putting a link to the prompt in question. This way Internutter, as this one will be months before they can get to it, will be able to know which prompt you mean without having to search through their archives for almost an hour to find it. Just some friendly advice.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02694-g137-a-deserved-education

I'm guessing it's from THIS Prompt that you're taking your inspiration from?

https://steemit.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02580-g023-just-one

And it's this particular "Human Bear" that is in this situation?

https://steemit.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02500-f310-bear-s-big-story

<Level 2 Deathworlder> I don't know how you can be so relaxed about this human. This is an unknown planet and, save for a few starvation rations and potable water, we've no supplies left. All of the prey is too fast to catch, and you are obviously starting to look worse. HOW can you be so calm when all you're doing is banging rocks together, scraping sticks, and weaving those disgusting plants skin together?

<Human> Yes so I've lost some kilos, but I now have everything we need. Sure the plants are useless to eat, containing absolutely no nutrition, but they burn, don't they?

<L2 Deathworlder> Yeah we're warm and have shelter, but we have no more food.

<Human> --holds up several pieces of very sharp stone arrowheads, wooden shafts, and woven bark netting-- Not for long, my friend, oh, trust me, not for long.

Everyone, even havenworlders, like to have pets. The type of pet, of course, depends on the type of havenworlder. One, after visiting, and surviving, her visit to the deathworld known as Earth, and especially Australia, had learned of a harmless, but brightly colored, bug called the Christmas Beetle. It was short-lived, not edible - but only because it had a very thick shell, but otherwise completely, utterly, harmless. She learned how to breed them and soon began to sell them as safe, harmless, pets to other havenworlders. People loved these colorful things. Oddly enough, though, even though some got loose on havenworlds and people feared an invasive species, they seemed only capable of breeding in conditions matching that of their native homelands. Which was not such a bad thing, really, for controlling population. And she made quite a bit of time off a new, harmless pet. Though some humans shuddered at the feel of those scritchy legs on their skin.

• Note - I figured it could be a "part 2" of this prompt? I can see a havenworlder turning these harmless bugs into pets. They're quiet, harmless, easy to care for, very pretty with their bright colors, and, in the right circumstances, not too hard to breed. And I could easily see her breeding them to make their colors more vibrant.

https://steemit.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02624-g067-seasonal-invasion