Woosh. The first arrow fired hit its mark, a Roman soldier. All the Romans were trying to figure out where the arrow was shot while the horses were panicking. I looked to my right and smirked at my friend Mila, waiting for the signal to attack.
"Argh!" We cried out and came out of hiding to attack them, our goal? Bishop Germanius.
"Protect the wagon!" Yelled out the Roman who was in charge, knowing that was our target. I raced across the river with Mila at my side and I met my first Roman, he was just a common cavalry man, nothing special. I pulled him down by the back of his armor and brought him down from his horse. Before he could get a swipe at me, I brought my dagger down to his throat, cutting a jagged line across his neck and his warm blood splashed on my face, not even making me flinch.
I got up and ran, closer to the Bishops carriage. A Roman ran right in front of me and without thinking I brought my dagger swiftly across his neck, giving him a painful death. I need to find my friend but that was going to be hard with the new people who joined the fighting, exactly seven cavalry men came charging. These new people are not helping us kill off the bishop but we still had to try.
I looked all around me, trying to see if I could at least see one friend of mine to help me. Not twenty paces away from me, I recognize somebody I knew so I ran towards her and I swiftly jumped on the horse that carried my friend who serves with me and Mila, Myla from Syria.
"Myla! It's me, Justine." I whispered in her ear when I realized she did not recognize me. It was then she let out a moan from her mouth. "Did you really have to push me off a horse? Couldn't you have waited until I got off the horse? Now my back hurts, but what are you doing?"
"Sorry in a rush but we should gather all the girls, we are going to escape and hopefully kill the damn Christian Priest. Yes, I may believe in the same God as him but you should never go as far as he's going, it's just plain wrong." Before I could continue, Myla slapped her hand over my mouth.
"You said something about leaving, let's get everybody else." I smiled, got up and helped Myla get up, me chuckling a little bit.
"Justine!" Yelled Myla, trying to yank me behind her but she was too late. Two Roman soldiers grabbed my arms and quickly tied me hands in front of me. I tried to get out of their hold, kicking their legs, nothing happened, only grunts could be heard from them. I heard Myla yelling at them two to let me go, but they just ignored them while Myla was right behind us with her horse.
They both dumped me next to Mila, kneeling, waiting for the damn bishop. The fight has stopped and I could see two of the knights looking in the carriage, from their expression, the person inside were died. I probed Mila with my elbow and jerked my head towards the carriage, smirking. He was died! Finally, no more of him and his senseless talking, but my smirk did not last long.
Artorius Castus walked in front of the man and gave a slight bow, "Bishop Germanius, Welcome to Briton." He couldn't be alive, no way! Ugh! Now I may have to finish the last five years that he made me serve for him, and I thought I would be able to leave early and kill him so no other girls had to serve him.
I just tuned out what the bishop had to say, he knew this famous knight, escaping for the eleventh time was going to be a goner, but I have to try and get back to the Woads, the Saxons were coming and we needed every man and women who could fight to have a slim chance of victory.
I turned to look at Mila on my left with wide eyes, we were captured, again, which was very heart breaking, to me at least. Plan after plan that failed me in the past went through my head, trying to figure out what we could do to improve it and which one would be the best for this time and help me get out of this situation, of course I couldn't forget Mila.
Just then, two Roman soldiers came up to me and Mila, pulling us up by our hair and dragging us to stand in front of the bishop. "Don't touch me you bastard!" I yelled at the soldier that came at me, but all he did was ignore me and dragged me to the bishop.
"Bishop, we have caught the two runaways." All the bishop did was smiling evilly at us, I put a disgusted face on. What is this man going to do to us? Seriously, last time I had to serve as a servant and I had to message his feet, now let me tell you, I never seen a worse case of athletes foot ever, it was repulsive.
"You can let go of me, I'm not going anywhere." I told my 'guard' but he still had a firm grip on my forearm so I did the one thing to make him let go of me. I turned to my left, making a circle to bring my fist down to his neck and kicking his groin on his way down to unconsciousness.
I turned to look at the bishop, "You should really get better soldiers, he weak."
He didn't even say a word to us, he just had a gleam to his eyes that said he was up to something, or something he wanted done is going just as he wanted. He turned around, calling out for our leader forward. "Dominika!" Dominika stepped forward and gave a little bow to the bishop.
"We have acquired two of your missing warriors, please make sure they don't run this time." And without another word, he turned to the carriage and walked towards it to get in with his assistant Horton following him, muttering nonsense.
I watched the bishop climb the carriage and totally just shunned Horton by closing the curtain in his face, but whatever Horton was muttering, made some of the knights look at him funny.
Myla and Lyra stepped forward and helped us up, as in me and Mila. Lyra was the first to speak. "I heard you jumped Myla off her horse."
"Don't remind me, my back still hurts, you do know I landed on my bow and it cut me. I can't even reach it and you guys can't do anything related to healing for your lives."
"Don't forget me; I am a healer, just like you Myla." Vivienne spoke up. Vivienne was a very quiet person and hardly spoke out unless she was asked a question, because of this, Myla has forgotten loads of times that Vivienne heals too and that makes Vivienne even angrier.
"Sorry Viv, maybe if you spoke up more often I would remember." Before Vivienne could talk back to Myla about speaking up and being loud for once, Dominika interrupted them.
"Guys, what message are you going to send to the knights if you continue your bickering. Act like yourselves."
"Dominika, this is how every day is like, this is just you Roman side speaking up, live a little, would cha?" I slapped her on her arm.
"Justine, I'm half-Roman, which you should know, and half-Woad, which you have met my mother's family. I have abandoned my Roman life long ago so I do not have a 'Roman side' as you put it."
"Dominika, how do I put this? Your fellow Romans have a saying, 'Once a Roman, Always a Roman,' I think you will never abandon your Roman ways of life but you can acquire new ones to add to your old ones but they will never disappear. Oh, and your cousin says hi and that you should really visit and we have to relay a message to you." Dominika went from thinking about what I said to giving me her full attention. I looked at Mila and spoke. "Didn't he say something about his daughter being taken?"
"Yeah." Mila answered.
"Merlin," All the Sarmatian Knights and Arthur gasped. "Told me to tell you that Guinevere has been taken by Romans, the Woads are losing faith about winning the war. Their only hope is gone and the Romans are leaving, they do not know what to do." I leaned into her ear so no one else could hear. "He asks you to try and, if all of us agree, to stay and help fight with them. They need as much help as possible." Dominika's face looked appalled and in a trance. She quickly shook her head and responded to me, "I will talk to the rest of the girls; I will find a way to stay her when the fighting begins. Are you both going to help them?" I nodded. "Okay, most of them will follow me, they are loyal and then we will find a way to get away from him."
"Okay." I responded while nodding my head.
"We are leaving, I suggest you climb on your horses" Turning around to look at Arthur Castus, Dominika asked, "When should we arrive at the wall, Sir Arthur?"
"In less than a day, my lady." Answered Arthur.
"Mila, Justine." We both looked at Dominika. "Get a horse, Spirit and Flicka are both in the back of the carriage, you might want to get them. They have both been restless since you guys left late last night." We nodded and ran to our respected horses, mine was Spirit who oddly, looked like the cartoon horse movie Spirit and I think you could guess where the name Flicka came from.
We calmed our respected horse and climbed onto their backs, trotting towards the rest of the girls. I turned to look at Mila, "Must be a record, don't cha think?"
"What are you talking about?"
I had to chuckle, "Less than twenty-four hours and we are already captured, that is a record itself." Mila chuckled as well, "That is so true, I wonder how long the next one will last. What do you say?"
"Twenty Nummus says we'll be gone for more than a day next." I said after thinking for thirty seconds.
"Twenty Nummus says we'll be gone for less than two days next time." Mila said without thinking.
"Swear on it, with blood and trust." We both pulled out our daggers and dragged it across the palms of our hands. We clasped hands and repeated together, "With blood and trust." And the bet was on.
