Chapter Three
By Amythest Stone
AN- *beats computer* why does it always make things HARD? Well, this was SUPPOSED to be up but this darned thing didn't upload it properly! *glares at screen* Anyhow, here's some more fic. Thanks for the reviews. Hope you like it.
We made our way through the forest slowly. The others were taking in the sites while I was holding Mythil more and more tightly. They were all around us. I could sense them and for that matter smell them. Any moment now, any moment.
"DUCK." A barrage of arrows came flying through the trees. The others ducked and I followed. Pain tore my shoulder and as I rolled away my stomach began to throb as well. "Aw shit." The arrows stopped. The others were fine. They weren't aiming for them. They were aiming for me and gods damn, if I didn't know why.
I was cursing up a blue streak trying to catch my breath. The others were still ducking. I sat up weakly and closed my eyes against the pain. I could deal with it. I've hurt worse but still. I opened my eyes, rather reluctantly, and glanced at my stomach. An arrow head was buried in it and blood was seeping from the wound. My shoulder was throbbing and I saw a shaft coming from it.
I stood up and held Mythil in front of me. My head was getting foggy. I groaned softly and tried to shake it clear.
"Fire of ages." I slashed Mythil down. The magic sword sent fire flying into the forest and a scream echoed. The others were sitting up. "Get out here! I can see you! Or do you want me to set this entire place on fire?" I collapsed to my knees. Gods, everything was falling into a million pieces.
"Damn it." David appeared next to me. He looked less than pleased. He looked upset. I closed my eyes and grabbed the shaft of the arrow protruding from my stomach. I knew what I had and wanted to do but my arm wouldn't pull.
"Don't touch it." Someone pulled my hand away. "You might injure organs." April. I didn't respond.
"Sheesh, Dameon, they stuck you like a pin cushion." Christopher was sounding worried. I tried to regain control of myself. I didn't know what they were planning. They could start another rain of arrows. Gods. I pushed them away and shook my head. It wasn't clearing well. There was rustling a little ways away. They were coming.
"Someone pull the arrows out." I gasped. I didn't need them seeing me weak. Too bad.
"But- we could hit something-" April started but I cut her off a bit harshly.
"They are probably poisoned. Doesn't really matter. I need them out. If they stay in the poisoning will be worse." April flinched. No one seemed willing. "Hell, you guys." I grabbed the shaft in my shoulder and started to pull. Someone grabbed my hand. Jalil removed my hand and stared at me placidly. He pulled it out himself.
Let's say that I wasn't expecting this. I knew Jalil was obsessive compulsive. I knew that it drove him nuts when his hands were dirty. I was NOT expecting him to pull the arrow out.
I hissed and put a hand up to the freely bleeding wound. He started working on the next one and with a hard jerk that one was out too. I bent over and gasped. It hurt like several lifetimes in hell.
"You gotta sit up. We gotta stop the bleeding." Jalil was helping me sit up. There was blood all over his hands.
"Hello, hello? What do we have here?" The warriors were exiting from the trees. One of them was severely burned. They were dressed enough to cover themselves. I recognized most of them. The one speaking stepped forward. "Dameon, what a shame, you decided to come back. You always were a great warrior." I glared at him gritting my teeth.
"Bastard." I muttered angrily, "Gods damned- " I stopped, biting my lip in sudden agony.
"Is the goddess' favorite in a bit of pain?" He asked mockingly, coming closer and kneeling in front of me. "Little magic brat? The goddess' favorite? The knikana for our people?" David was tensing. I grabbed his arm in warning.
"So, still remember that I was chosen." I hissed. "Instead of you, or maybe Hitone, or maybe even you're brother? Little magic outcast brat of the town, the knikana? Unbelievable!" Something I had learned about Nahmeo was that you had to play his game. I mocked him right back. He glared at me and stood up. I continued anyway. "The knikana was going to help your people. Bring them together. Help them live wonderfully but you threw him out because you were jealous. You paid the price." It hurt to remember but it ruffled his feathers.
"I could kill you right now." He commented venomously.
"Great come back. It might be nice to be out of this pain." I replied. He was getting angrier by the moment. He walked over to April and grabbed her by the arm dragging her to her feet.
"Oh no, I plan on making you suffer greatly before I kill you." Nahmeo grinned and held the struggling April tighter. I began to struggle a bit and Christopher started to stand up. Before any of us could do anything, April took care of it all. She swiftly landed a blow between Nahmeo's legs and pulled away. He yelped and stumbled back. The rest of the hunting group jumped on us. I stood up very unsteadily and held Mythil in front of me threateningly. They didn't advance on me.
"Goddess blessed sword." I warned with a slight grin. "I could kill you all."
"You wouldn't." Nahmeo pointed out, as they held my struggling friends. There was a scream as someone tried to take away Galahad's sword. Good job, David, I thought foggily.
"I don't think anything in heaven or hell would stop me." I returned threateningly. "Do you want another show of what I can do? What I did before isn't anything. I have become much stronger since I left, Nahmeo. I am not a weak twelve year old boy anymore." Nahmeo was glowering. He pulled a knife from it's sheathe at his side. It was a small rudimentary one but deadly enough. He pressed it dangerously against April's throat.
"Don't do anything stupid." He was serious but then again so was I.
"You hurt so much as a hair on any of their heads and you will have a lot more to worry about than just a little fire." I growled. "All I am gonna ask you to do is to lead them out of here. NOW and then, you can do what you want to me."
"What are you doing, Dameon?" David asked.
"DON'T BE STUPID!" Christopher shouted.
"Be quiet." I demanded. My voice shut them up. It didn't sound like me at all. "So what is your decision, Nahmeo?" He smiled rather ominously.
"We will lead them out BUT you will stay and pay the price of coming back." He said as though confirming it all. I was having a hard time bringing them into focus.
"Yes."
"Fine." He beckoned for his men to let go of the others and began to move. "Follow us." If I passed out now it didn't matter. My people keep their promises, at least most do. The ones who consider themselves respectable. He would lead them out. He knew I was weak but knew that I wasn't bluffing about killing him or anyone. They began to leave and I shook my head with a soft laugh before passing out cold.
Hmmmmmm…..maybe I can just kill him. It would make life so much easier. Nah. Can't kill him. I'm not good at killing people. Review please!!! ^_^
By Amythest Stone
AN- *beats computer* why does it always make things HARD? Well, this was SUPPOSED to be up but this darned thing didn't upload it properly! *glares at screen* Anyhow, here's some more fic. Thanks for the reviews. Hope you like it.
We made our way through the forest slowly. The others were taking in the sites while I was holding Mythil more and more tightly. They were all around us. I could sense them and for that matter smell them. Any moment now, any moment.
"DUCK." A barrage of arrows came flying through the trees. The others ducked and I followed. Pain tore my shoulder and as I rolled away my stomach began to throb as well. "Aw shit." The arrows stopped. The others were fine. They weren't aiming for them. They were aiming for me and gods damn, if I didn't know why.
I was cursing up a blue streak trying to catch my breath. The others were still ducking. I sat up weakly and closed my eyes against the pain. I could deal with it. I've hurt worse but still. I opened my eyes, rather reluctantly, and glanced at my stomach. An arrow head was buried in it and blood was seeping from the wound. My shoulder was throbbing and I saw a shaft coming from it.
I stood up and held Mythil in front of me. My head was getting foggy. I groaned softly and tried to shake it clear.
"Fire of ages." I slashed Mythil down. The magic sword sent fire flying into the forest and a scream echoed. The others were sitting up. "Get out here! I can see you! Or do you want me to set this entire place on fire?" I collapsed to my knees. Gods, everything was falling into a million pieces.
"Damn it." David appeared next to me. He looked less than pleased. He looked upset. I closed my eyes and grabbed the shaft of the arrow protruding from my stomach. I knew what I had and wanted to do but my arm wouldn't pull.
"Don't touch it." Someone pulled my hand away. "You might injure organs." April. I didn't respond.
"Sheesh, Dameon, they stuck you like a pin cushion." Christopher was sounding worried. I tried to regain control of myself. I didn't know what they were planning. They could start another rain of arrows. Gods. I pushed them away and shook my head. It wasn't clearing well. There was rustling a little ways away. They were coming.
"Someone pull the arrows out." I gasped. I didn't need them seeing me weak. Too bad.
"But- we could hit something-" April started but I cut her off a bit harshly.
"They are probably poisoned. Doesn't really matter. I need them out. If they stay in the poisoning will be worse." April flinched. No one seemed willing. "Hell, you guys." I grabbed the shaft in my shoulder and started to pull. Someone grabbed my hand. Jalil removed my hand and stared at me placidly. He pulled it out himself.
Let's say that I wasn't expecting this. I knew Jalil was obsessive compulsive. I knew that it drove him nuts when his hands were dirty. I was NOT expecting him to pull the arrow out.
I hissed and put a hand up to the freely bleeding wound. He started working on the next one and with a hard jerk that one was out too. I bent over and gasped. It hurt like several lifetimes in hell.
"You gotta sit up. We gotta stop the bleeding." Jalil was helping me sit up. There was blood all over his hands.
"Hello, hello? What do we have here?" The warriors were exiting from the trees. One of them was severely burned. They were dressed enough to cover themselves. I recognized most of them. The one speaking stepped forward. "Dameon, what a shame, you decided to come back. You always were a great warrior." I glared at him gritting my teeth.
"Bastard." I muttered angrily, "Gods damned- " I stopped, biting my lip in sudden agony.
"Is the goddess' favorite in a bit of pain?" He asked mockingly, coming closer and kneeling in front of me. "Little magic brat? The goddess' favorite? The knikana for our people?" David was tensing. I grabbed his arm in warning.
"So, still remember that I was chosen." I hissed. "Instead of you, or maybe Hitone, or maybe even you're brother? Little magic outcast brat of the town, the knikana? Unbelievable!" Something I had learned about Nahmeo was that you had to play his game. I mocked him right back. He glared at me and stood up. I continued anyway. "The knikana was going to help your people. Bring them together. Help them live wonderfully but you threw him out because you were jealous. You paid the price." It hurt to remember but it ruffled his feathers.
"I could kill you right now." He commented venomously.
"Great come back. It might be nice to be out of this pain." I replied. He was getting angrier by the moment. He walked over to April and grabbed her by the arm dragging her to her feet.
"Oh no, I plan on making you suffer greatly before I kill you." Nahmeo grinned and held the struggling April tighter. I began to struggle a bit and Christopher started to stand up. Before any of us could do anything, April took care of it all. She swiftly landed a blow between Nahmeo's legs and pulled away. He yelped and stumbled back. The rest of the hunting group jumped on us. I stood up very unsteadily and held Mythil in front of me threateningly. They didn't advance on me.
"Goddess blessed sword." I warned with a slight grin. "I could kill you all."
"You wouldn't." Nahmeo pointed out, as they held my struggling friends. There was a scream as someone tried to take away Galahad's sword. Good job, David, I thought foggily.
"I don't think anything in heaven or hell would stop me." I returned threateningly. "Do you want another show of what I can do? What I did before isn't anything. I have become much stronger since I left, Nahmeo. I am not a weak twelve year old boy anymore." Nahmeo was glowering. He pulled a knife from it's sheathe at his side. It was a small rudimentary one but deadly enough. He pressed it dangerously against April's throat.
"Don't do anything stupid." He was serious but then again so was I.
"You hurt so much as a hair on any of their heads and you will have a lot more to worry about than just a little fire." I growled. "All I am gonna ask you to do is to lead them out of here. NOW and then, you can do what you want to me."
"What are you doing, Dameon?" David asked.
"DON'T BE STUPID!" Christopher shouted.
"Be quiet." I demanded. My voice shut them up. It didn't sound like me at all. "So what is your decision, Nahmeo?" He smiled rather ominously.
"We will lead them out BUT you will stay and pay the price of coming back." He said as though confirming it all. I was having a hard time bringing them into focus.
"Yes."
"Fine." He beckoned for his men to let go of the others and began to move. "Follow us." If I passed out now it didn't matter. My people keep their promises, at least most do. The ones who consider themselves respectable. He would lead them out. He knew I was weak but knew that I wasn't bluffing about killing him or anyone. They began to leave and I shook my head with a soft laugh before passing out cold.
Hmmmmmm…..maybe I can just kill him. It would make life so much easier. Nah. Can't kill him. I'm not good at killing people. Review please!!! ^_^