Thanks for all the reviews, and I've kind of changed my mind. It'll follow the movie, and then go into it's own!
"My head it hurts so much. Where am I?" Lana thought this as she slowly woke up and began to look around. She saw a boy in Roman armor too young, in her opinion, to be with these brute men. She soon realized she was on a cart and bound at the wrist. Thoughts of running came to her mind, but she had to wait for the right moment or she'd be caught before she had a chance to run.
"So you're awake then?" the young boy said. Looking at Lana with some curiosity.
"I don't known if you'd call a hammer in the head awake then I guess so. If you wouldn't mind being quiet at least for a little while." The boy just looked at her for a moment and nodded. "Why do you watch me so?" Lana asked the young boy.
"I am your watcher until we reach Hadrian's Wall, then my captain will decide what to do with you." Lana snorted, "Like I need a watcher."
"How far are we from Hadrian's Wall?" she asked.
"About four miles give or take a few." The young boy stated.
"Is my horse here or did she run away?" The boy looked around by the horses, and pointed.
"That one there by the gray mare." Lana turned over to look and saw Athena with all of Lana's things still on her. Lana breathed a sigh of relief; she didn't want the Romans to take her father's things from her. Lana looked at the campfire and sighed, thinking of when to run. "What is your name boy?" Lana asked.
"Jordon." he simply stated as he turned around towards the fire.
"Now would the perfect time, but I can't make to much noise." Lana slowly slid down from the cart, watching the boy and the men at the campfire closely. Sneaking into the shadows, she walked towards the horses. Athena looked up, about to move, but Lana put her hand up to her face as to say don't move I'll come to you.
As she reached to grab Athena's mane, a man came out of the forest, and she ducked under Athena in between two other horses.
"Hey mates, got any more ale?" The man slurred. A couple stood up and yelled back " You don't need anymore ale, and besides the rest is for the captain!"
Lana grabbed Athena mane and began pulling her into the woods, but she spooked a horse and caused the men to turn around "What was that?" One Roman said. He looked at the boy. "Where's the girl?" He ran and grabbed the young boy, hoisting him up by his shirt.
" I don't know she was here a second ago!"
Lana jumped on her horse and dug her heels into her sides as she sprinted away. She just looked ahead, trying to remember the way to Hadrian's Wall. She had seen it once, passed right by it on her way to another town. "Where do I go which direction? Come on Lana remember!"
Lana heard shouting from behind her, but kept going. "I REMEMBER!" She took the reins of her horse and turned in the direction of Hadrian's Wall, hoping to make it, before they caught her. The noise behind her got further and further away as she saw the ends of the woods. Lana sensed others around her, but they just seemed to be watching her pass by. Lana gave a sigh of relief when she came to the open field before Hadrian's Wall. "About two miles you can make it Lana." She said to herself. Lana was so tired, but she gave Athena a nudge and whispered in her ear "Get me to Hadrian's Wall friend, and you'll get three apples." Athena shook her head, and picked up her speed being as hungry as she was.
Finally after what seemed like hours, Lana saw Hadrian's Wall and began to loosen her grip on Athena's mane which was the only thing keeping her up. She stopped in front of the gate as a scout shouted down, "Who goes there?"
Lana looked up at the scout and shouted back " I am a traveler looking for a place to rest, please open your gates!"
Upon hearing a women's voice the scout ordered the gate to be lowered. Athena trotted in and as she came in to the Wall. Lana began to slide off her horse falling, onto a man who caught her before she hit the ground. Athena started shaking her head and jumping up, but all Lana could muster before passing out was, "Calm down...I…I'm okay."
Athena must have heard her, because she stopped, and trotted over to her and nudged her head.
Lana slowly woke again "I've got to stop doing this"she thought as she shook her head and began to look around. She was in a small room with a fireplace with the fire blazing filling the room with a warm cozy feeling. There was a door to her right with a chair and night table next to the bed. Next to the fireplace was a suit of armor with silver shoulder plates outline in what seemed like gold. Black from the neck to the waist with a gold emblem in the center of the chest. Chain mill underneath with what seemed to be a black cape. Boots and pants underneath with silver arm cuffs beside it on a chair. There wasn't much to look at in the room and it seemed this person didn't spend much time here with the dust around the fireplace.
One thing did catch Lana's eye. On the night table was a wooden carving she reached out and held it in her hands. It seemed worn but it was defiantly a mouse. Weathered making it looked older then it probably was, but it still had very good craftsmanship, and in great detail.
As Lana was so intent on looking at the wooden mouse she didn't notice the man standing at the door. He was very tall with a scar running down from his left eye
to his cheek. He had a gruff beard and mustache with a smile on his face. Lana looked up at him and said "Hello...ummm where am I?"
The man walked over to the chair next to the bed and sat down. " You are at Hadrian's Wall more specifically Lancelot's room." Lana looked at him in confusion and the man said " The man you fell on, I'm Dagonot by the way and I'm here to check up on you and bandage you wounds." Lana looked at him in confusion
"What wounds?" she thought. Dagonot gently grabbed her wrist and she saw the bandages wrapped around them. "Oh those wounds." Lana looked up at Dagonot and said " How bad are they?"
Dagonot looked at her as he unwrapped the bandages and simply said " They where raw and started bleeding from you riding so hard. They aren't as bad as they look you'll be able to move them around in a few days. Your wrist aren't as bad as you back you had many cuts, but none where terribly deep. You also have a black eye, and a bruise on your cheek shaped like the back of a hand." Lana looked at him and he stared at her. " What happened? I know you where running from something you pushed your horse and it looks like she hasn't eatten in a day or two."
Lana looked at the floor and sigh. " My name is Lana, and am I traveler I was riding through the woods when some Romans attacked me. I fought, but I lost.
They knocked me out and when I came to I ran away with my horse Athena. A young solider told me we where close to Hadrian's Wall, so I fled here, after remembering
how to get here. They bound my wrist so it was hard riding but I held on. I don't even know when I last ate anything." Dagonot began to laugh a little, and Lana looked at him puzzled and confused.
"I'm so sorry, but some Romans did come in this morning and one had a broken nose and another had a broken arm. I assume that was your doing?" He gave a
chuckle. Lana smiled and laughed a little, but her ribs hurt, so she tried not to laugh to hard.
" Yes that was me. Please don't let them know I'm here, I would like to stay away from them as much as possible." Dagonot simply nodded and smile as he
finished bandaging her wrist.
" I'll come back to rewrap your mid section, but you should get some rest, and don't be surprised if Lancelot comes by...this is he's room after all. Oh
and you can just call me Dag." Lana simply smiled and nodded her head in thanks. Dagonot turned away and walked out silently closing the door be hide him. Lana rolled
over facing the window thinking she liked Dag he seemed to be the fatherly figure, and she smiled as she drifted off to sleep.
Lana awoke again, but this time peacefully. She slowly rolled over to see food on the night table along with what looked like cider. Lana gave a sigh as she rose from the bed. She began nibbling on some bread and drank some cider. She soon realized how hungry she was, and without noticing, she wolfed all the food down, like a hawk killing its prey. Lana heard a sudden laugh at looked up, cider dripping down the side of her mouth. The man stifled a laugh and pointed to the side of his mouth. Lana quickly wiped away the cider and took a moment to study the man in front of her. He had shaggy, curly brown hair, with a little facial hair from a mustache to the chin. He
had brown eyes too. He was quite handsome, and seemed to be a ladies man. "May I ask who I have the pleasure of meeting?" Lana asked in a sarcastic tone. The man simply chuckled. "I am Lancelot, and since this is my room I think I have the right to visit who sleeps in my bed this day, for you see it changes very often and I sometimes
forget who occupies it." He said with a gleam of humor in his eyes. Lana couldn't help but laugh, as she found herself very amused with this man.