Full Summary:
Diana has a daughter that Longinus tried to kill. What happens when Conor finds her, with all her weapons? Can the two work together to defeat Longinus? And how will Diana feel when she sees her long-lost daughter again?
Almost Dead:
I ran, as fast as I could, with all my weapons. I had sent my horse ahead to the secret cave I had found while out exploring one day. Longinus had wanted me dead since I came to the island three months ago. I knew him for who he was and he knew that I could destroy what he was trying to build up with only a few words. You see Longinus knew that on the day I was born, an ancient power had been bestowed upon me. This power gave me the strength to take him on, no matter how badly hurt.
Unfortunately, I had yet to grow into my power and knowing that Longinus knew, I had tried to run away. So I had sent Barta, my horse ahead to the cave. I had showed her the way by blindfolding her and making her remember every step she took. She knew that I would be there shortly. My plans, however, had not been without thwart. Longinus had followed me out the gate and then attacked me, injuring me badly.
He let me go, knowing that I probably wouldn't make it past the river. He never thought I would summon enough energy to make it to the cave. Once at the cave I grabbed a piece of cloth and wrapped it around my waist, tightening it so that the blood would stop. After that, I grabbed everything that I had stored at the cave, including a second horse, Barta's daughter Baleen. On Baleen, I put all the food, utensils and anything else from the cave I thought I could use, then I moved out.
I sat on Barta and moved her toward the Celtic tribes. I knew that I probably wouldn't be welcomed, but at the moment, I had no place to live. My life had come down to this, a sixteen-year-old with enough knowledge of the Romans to destroy them all. Longinus would be furious that I was still alive but my mother would be glad that I had finally found the one place to call home that she couldn't give, or so I made myself think.
The Lord knew that I was in bad shape, but I kept going, not caring about the wound, only stopping long enough to wash the blood from my cloth and washing my wound, then putting the cloth right back on the wound and continuing on like nothing was wrong.
But this situation was about to get a whole lot worse. I wasn't to know that I was being followed until I was across the river, where no Roman was allowed to go. Once across the river, Barta and Baleen rested while I ate some bread. I heard something coming from the woods and swung around. That was the worst move I could have done. I hadn't anticipated running into anyone so I hadn't made sure the cloth was tight enough around my waist. My legs buckled and I guess I hit my head because the next thing I know, I'm in some kind of cave work and there are a bunch of people looking at me.