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DeadlyRedAlice

Richard

"Listen," I began.

"No, you listen! If you go to kill them, I'm coming with," And with that she gracefully slid off my horse, hands on her hips, eyes glaring. I shook my head no at her, and in response I got an eyebrow raise. It was hard to believe that at one moment, somebody could seem totally harmless and in the next look like a lethal weapon. Now that her cloak was pushed back more, I even noticed a small dagger attached to her thigh. How could I have missed it? I don't miss details, especially details about armory. "Don't think that you can just leave me here on my own," she said innocently. "Wherever you go, I am coming with," she stated, raising her eyebrows, daring me to object. Definitely, not like the women I know. Was I really going to sacrifice her, to kill some birds who are so far from anywhere?

Raven

I stood there stubbornly, hands on hips, my eyes never leaving his exceptionally bright blue ones. I was not going to back down. This wasn't even about me. It was about him! I, personally, wasn't afraid of what the birds might do to me, in fact I had been forced to have them as a pet at one point, but if anything happened to his Highness. . . well, I just won't let anything happen. I couldn't. He was my last chance. I noticed him looking at my thigh and I quickly covered it with my cloak, embarrassed to have my knife noticed. He sighed.

"Get back on the horse," he said almost pleadingly. I didn't respond, I just stood there. He ran a hand through his spiky black hair. He sighed again, muttering something. "I command you to get back on the horse," he said, his voice strong and firm.

"The only problem with that is that I don't take commands from a prince who is not my own," I said, knowing I'd regret it eventually. He sighed, before going to the horse and pulling himself on. Bringing it over to me, he offered his hand to pull me up. I raised an eyebrow but took his hand anyways and together we set off in the direction opposite the beasts. Once we were a good couple of yards away from our spot, the Prince began to fidget. "Do you mind getting off for a second so I can re-situate?" he asked, right before lowering me off his horse, giving me no time to respond. He fixed himself so that he was centered on the saddle more comfortably.

"Now where am I going to go?" I asked dryly. He looked everywhere but into my eyes. He finally settled to look at his hands.

"You are going to stay here until I come back," he stated, turning the horse around and galloping away towards the birds of hell. Shit. He was going to get himself killed. Pulling off my cloak as quickly as I could, I hung it from a tree. Then I turned and ran down the way after him. He was going to get himself killed, but the only way he was going to die was if I had already been slain. Time to rescue the stupid prince of Gotham.

Richard

As I continued galloping, I began to second guess my self. What if some robbers found her? She had a knife, she can take care of herself. She's probably used to it from where she is from. What if when I get back, she's not there? She'll be there. She doesn't have anywhere else to go. What if I don't make it back? You will. You're the greatest warrior in Gotham. And on and on it went. Back at our spot, I tied the reins to a tree and went the rest of the way on foot. Unsheathing my sword, I began to walk to the area where we had seen them. Approaching them I could see that they were still asleep. The way they were spread out made it so that I couldn't finish them all at once, which meant I would have to kill them one by one, which made it much harder for me. Unless I could be completely silent, then the others would awake, and that would not be good. The safest way would probably to slice the closest one's head clean off but I didn't know how sensitive these birds were. Oh well. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. With a quick swing I decapitated it easily. Leaving no corpase, it just dissengrated into thin air.

"Whoa," I breathed out, and next thing I knew all 12 red eyes were locked on me. And I had been doing so well . . . One of them suddenly grew razor sharp teeth and flew towards me.

"Your Highness!" I heard right before the bird was killed by a flying dagger. I looked behind me to see Raven still in the position from her throw. Another one came flying towards me which I successfully killed on my own. We quickly backed into each other, searching the darkness for the fourth bird which had disappeared. I heard the flapping of wings and spun around, getting it right in its heart. Thank god Raven had ducked because if she hadn't, I would probably be the only one still alive. She stood up, looking right at me, a blank expression on her face. She threw her knife right at me and my eyes widened. It flew about an inch from my face to something behind me. I let out a sigh of relief. She gave me a funny look that kind of said 'Did you honestly think I would hurt you?' and walked to where her weapon had gone. I turned around and gasped. Laying dead was a boy who appeared to be seven. I looked at Raven in horror. She just stared at me before kickign the boy. His eyes flew open, all four of them. I gasped again.

"Господар сака неговите дијамант!" the boy said before Raven grabbed my sword and stabbed him in the chest.

"What the hell just happened?" I screamed as she tried to hand my sword back to me.

"Nothing," she muttered, watching the boy slowly disappear like all the other creatures.

"Nothing. Nothing! Yeah, that was totally nothing. Did you understand what he said?" I rambled. Her eyes flicked from me to where the boy once lay and back to me.

"No," she said quietly. I didn't want to think that she'd lie, but nothing she had done in the past couple of hours had made me believe otherwise. She was unusual to say the least, and I didn't turst her. At all. She might have saved my life, but everything about her screamed distrust.

"Fine. Whatever. Let's just go," I surrendered, beginning to walk back to where my horse was. I didn't hear any following footsteps. Turning back around I saw her staring blankly at where the body once was.

Raven

I stared down to where I had slain the messenger. The master wants his gem. That's what he had said. No. That's what it had said. That wasn't a boy even if it sort of looked like one.

"Raven?" his Highness said slowly. I looked up at him. He almost looked concerned though mostly suspicious. I didn't exactly blame him. If he had any clue who he was leading to the capitol he would have killed me much quicker then those birds. "Come on," he said, gesturing me to follow. I glanced once more at the bare ground. Not this time Daddy. I followed his Highness back to the horse. On to Gotham.

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-DRA