A/N:
I am uncertain when this story occurred to me. So I may have been influence by Season 2 of the series; I have had this planned for a while now. Anyway I intend to have a lot of Mordth Sith in this story; particularly the first Mordth Sith we've met. No not Cara; but I intend to have her here.
I'd like to thank Demondog for her tidbits of information.
Summary:
The Mordth Sith vicious harpies or helpless victims. When Rachel is captured by the Sithqueen Akaisha to be converted can the Seeker get to her in time to save her soul? Not without help, from another little girl.
Legend of the Seeker
Redemption
Prologue
WOODGLEN
"Take them!" as quads of D'haran soldiers commanded. Screams filled the night sky as Dragon Core soldiers ransacked the township. Scouring from house to house, the soldiers corralled the helpless inhabitants to the center square. They took every man woman and child; as well as, as everything of value. A few of the villager rallied together and tried to fight with sticks, wood axes, a few butcher's knives and a rusty sword. They were easily cut down where they stood by the D'haran soldiers. All the rest were pushed into the center of the square and pushed to their knees.
A dark armored horse mewed slowly into the town square. Like the pale horseman of death, it marched ominously passing the lined up villagers with the D'Haran soldiers stood in attention. The rider wore the uniform of the Dragon Core. He wore a dark helmet that covered his entire face, "I am General Raz! Good news, you have been recruited to serve the reformed D'Haran army," He said jovially; he marched to an old man whose golden tooth shined in the torch light; he kicked him in the jaw so hard the old man fell back; the general then drew his sword and plunged it into the man' back. He grimaced, "your lives are mine! Either you serve or you die!" A few gasped and screams from the women and children cries all falling on deaf ears.
"Take them to Terro-Khan!" Genreal Raz shouted. The D'haran pushed the new recruits to the wagons.
"Kill those who resist; burn the rest!" the General ordered.
From an abandoned warehouse little innocent eyes watched the carnage unfolding. "Rachel!" Martha squeeked, "we need to get out now." Martha grabbed Rachel small left arm and picked her up. Rachel's weight made her limp a little; but, Rachel's legs couldn't run as fast on her own. "We need to find the Seeker," Martha whispered. They had just got out the door when a squealing screech filled the air. Martha's mind filled with pain before she collapsed pinning little Rachel underneath her weight. Rachelle yelped and quickly crawled out from under her adoptive mother Martha. She kneeled on her side and tried to wake her.
Rachel was so concerned for her adopted mother that she didn't notice they were alone. She looked up and saw red boots she traced it up to feminine legs across the body covered with red leather. Rachel saw her face. She had fair skin and a pretty face with cold blue eyes and long red hair tied in a French braid. Fear grabbed her heart she knew what it was. Mordth Sith, Rachel gasped Mordth Sith, female servants of the House of Rahl. Every child was taught to fear them because they would take you from their families.
"Rachel, I presumed," the woman coldly looked down at Rachel examining every inch of the little girl; she paused "Yes, you will do nicely…" she sang patting her aegil in her hand, "take her…"
A D'haran soldier grabbed Rachelle and carried her off. "Martha! Martha! Martha!" Rachel screamed tears flowing in her eyes. The Mordth Sith followed leaving the fallen Martha in the dirt.
Rachelle was loaded up with the rest in a caged carriage like an animal. She held her little wooden trouble doll, Sara, tightly. From the distant, the last image Rachelle saw through her tears soaked eyes was of the town burning its light filled the sky and embers dancing like fireflies.
A/N:
Do not fear this is just a prologue the next chapters will be longer. I know Martha's supposed to have other kids but I don't know them. The trouble doll Sara was given by Zed. Please Review.