Okay, so this is my first piece on FanFiction, so please R&R. I love constructive criticism. This particular piece is in the middle of Hawksong, before the first assassination attempt. Instead of assassins, we are faced with a group that wants to abduct Danica.
Disclaimer: I am NOT Amelia Atwater-Rhodes and I do NOT own Hawksong.
He is wrong. Whatever else our relationship might be, it could never be meaningless.
Heart still pounding loud enough to wake the dead, I followed him into the hall trying to discern which direction he had gone. In that moment of hesitation, my ears picked up a noise that registered as subtly wrong.
I turned to my right and was suddenly startled by what seemed to be three dark figures, possibly a fourth, advancing quickly to wards me. I thought about crying out in hopes of Zane hearing me, but it was already too late. The attackers had gagged me with a dark cloth and slipped a bag over my head.
My world was dark and stuffy as I was dragged away from my room. I kicked and attempted to scream, but my attempts were idle. Whoever this was, was extremely strong and held me firmly.
I could hear the captors murmuring to one another, but I could not decipher any information from them.
I heard a door swing open and then felt the sting of the cool night air. A few steps farther and I was slung into, what I guessed was, a horse carriage. Once the strong hands had let go of me, I tried to get the bag off of my head and run away, but the hands were soon locked around my wrists, binding them. They bound my wrists tightly with rope, so tight that the rope cut into my skin, and did the same to my ankles.
The ride was not long. We soon stopped abruptly somewhere outside of the Serpiente lands.
"Get up," A gruff voice commanded, as I was being pulled up by the binds on my wrists. I did as commanded, because I felt it was the surest way to stay alive. When I was out of the carriage and on my feet, my captor cut the binds from around my ankles.
I was continuously pushed through the forest. Tree limbs hit my face, slicing the skin on my cheeks and arms. I tripped several times and was pulled up by the binds repeatedly. My wrists, ankles, face, and arms were bleeding along with my bruised knees and shins.
It seemed that we continued to walk forever, but I was beginning to hear voices in the distance. We had most likely reached our destination. I did not know who these people were or where they were taking me, so I was not sure if the people that I could hear in the distance would help me. I decided to keep my mouth shut. If we were walking in a public place and the people there would help me, they would automatically know that something was wrong when they saw me.
As we advanced, the voices grew gradually louder. I could begin to see faint streaks of light through the material of the bag.
"Take her to the Dividing House." A mysterious and deep voice ordered.
We had obviously entered the town, or perhaps a village, or even a camp, just an area where a group had taken refuge. We were turning slightly to the left to, from what I could tell seemed to be a more secluded place. Finally, we entered some kind of building.
Inside the building it was extremely hot and was rank with some rancid odor. It smelled like blood, steam, sweat, and filth. Shortly after we entered, my captor threw me down. He ripped the bag off of my head and my golden hair fell onto my face in a rumpled mess. He reached behind me to untie the gag.
His features were very similar to Adelina's and Ailbhe's. He had pale skin and hair and startling green eyes. From what I guessed he was a white viper.
"Where is Zane?" He asked in a threatening tone.
"I don't know." I said forcefully and shivering with fear.
It wasn't until then that I began to notice my surroundings. I was in something similar to a prison cell. The floors were dirt and the walls were made out of crude wood. The man slammed the gate to my cell closed and locked it. He shot me one final glare before walking away.
He hadn't untied my wrists and I tried to pull free, but it only made my wrists bleed more. I finally gave up on trying to free myself.
It was already late when I had been taken from the Serpiente palace, who's to know what time it was now. I fell over onto my side, exhausted. I slowly fell into blissful and sweet unconsciousness