It seemed as if Ebony had been riding forever. Well it had been months not really
close but it seemed so. Her whole body was numb and all she could see was
the images of the fire and her family and village being slaughtered. The Franks had
attacked her village and there had been no warning. She still couldn't believe that
she was the only one left. With her last dieing breath her mother told Ebony to find
her brother he would take care of her. So her she was with only a couple a days
supply left heading toward an unknown destination. The weather had been getting
colder every day thought Ebony as she clung to the cloak tighter. All of a sudden
Marion the black stallion she had been riding started to fidget . This made Ebony
alert because the horse only got nervous when trouble was coming. The thoughts
had barley went through Ebony's head when a arrow shot into her arm. A searing
pain shot through her body. Ebony turned her horse to see blue painted men there
had to be about 10 of them in all. Not willing to die she grabbed her bow that had
been sitting on her back. Shooting off two arrows she took down on of the warriors.
While she wasn't paying attention one was able to get beside her and knock her off
the horse from the other side. Falling onto the ground she could hear as her ribs
cracked. A more intense pain replaced the one that originally came from her arm.
Even with the pain she was able to get up and catch the sword of the warrior that
had his sword headed for her head. They fought for a few moments but then he had
her sword pinned to the ground but with one swift movement she had stuck her
dagger into his gut. That last blow had used up all her energy and as if in slow
motion Ebony fell to the ground. She could see the blue men surrounding her with
there swords ready. So this is how its going to end she thought. With that her whole
world went black.
Arthur and his knights had been doing their yearly check on the villages and had
just finished the last one and were ready to head back to the wall. Tristan who had
been sent ahead to scout came rushing back.
" What is it Tristan?" Arthur asked
" There are a bunch of Woads down the road and they seem to be after something
or some one" Tristan said
" Well lets see what our little demons want shall we" Lancelot
With that the men headed toward the warriors. When they got there they found
them surrounding what seemed to be a boy and ready to kill or captor who ever it
was. Silently Tristan sent three arrows quickly knocking down three Woads. That
getting the Woads attention the knights charged them , soon finishing off every last
one of them. Getting off his horse Arthur went to go see what or who the Woads
were after. Quickly flipping the strangers hood he saw that it was a young women.
" Is she dead" Gawain asked.
" Let me check" Arthur answered.
" She took out two of the warriors by her self I saw them already dead when we got
here" Bors said.
" Ay she has to be a warrior or something but I have never known a women to fight
other then a woad or a Smartian(sp) women" Gawain said
Ignoring what his men were saying he took off the rest of the cloak and gently put
his fingers on her throat. After hearing a very soft hear beat he shook her head.
Then he saw the arrow through her arm. He quickly beckoned Dagonet to him.
" She's bleeding profusely we need to fix her arm and stop the bleeding or she will
not last very long" Dagonet said
With out saying a word Galahad ripped the arm out of his shirt and quickly made
in into a wrap that Dagonet put around her arm. With a nod from Arthur saying
she would go back with them Galahad picked her up and gentaly set her on the
horse in front of him while Lancelot grabbed her horse. The ride to the wall would
only take an hour or so if they rode swiftly.
Vienna awoke with a jolt but soon regretted it as the pain shot though her body.
With a cry she quickly laved back down. Looking at her surrounding she wondered
were she was because last time she checked she was about to die.
" I wouldn't sit up to fast if I were you love" a voice said coming from the corner.
She looked over to see a dark handsome man who looked oddly familiar. Just as she
thought that Lancelot thought how much she looked familiar. They stared at each
other for a while until finally she looked away.
" I was scared that is the only reason I sat up that quickly" she said.
" Scared of what exactly had a scary dream bout dieing?" He asked
" Ha death would seem like a blessing now" she said with a hallow laugh
" So what was the bad dream about?" He asked
"Fire" She stated simply
" Ah a very scary thing but also a powerful weapon so what's your name" Lancelot
asked
" Ebony yours" She asked
But he didn't answer her just simply stared. The only person he had ever heard
named Ebony was his little sister back at his village. The more he stared the more in
became clear, the raven black hair shocking green eyes and tan skin. There was one
more thing he would need to see to conquer it was his little sister. The only question
if it was her was what was she doing here. Then he walk beside the bed he needed to
know if he was rite.
" Ebony can I see your left hand" He asked putting his hand out to her
With a little hesitation she put her hand. Lancelot flipped it over and saw exactly
what he was looking for. 3 identical diagonal scars twins to the ones he had on his
hand. With out a word he flipped his left hand over also and showed her the scars.
With a gasp Ebony threw herself at her brother who she hadn't seen for 15 years
although regretting it later because of her ribs and arm.
" Ow" She cried quickly laying back down
" Aw man sorry Eb you mite not want to do that you have 3 cracked ribs" Lancelot
said with concern.
" Yeah shoulda listened to you the first time" Ebony said
"Why are you here?" He asked
" What no hello how have you been" Ebony answered sarcastically
" Hello how you been now stop being a smart ass an tell me why you're here?"
Lancelot asked….