So Close But So Far

by LUWC

Story line plot is based off of "Lady Hawke". If you haven't seen it the story still makes sense. None of the Horsemen are realted in this. Strife escapes prison, running from the Hellguard and their Lord, War. He is saved by a traveler named Death who is identical to the Lord before War. He finds himself trapped and must help Death to break the curse and take back his throne

4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Death and Strife rode horseback the rest of the day only pausing to give Death's horse some water. Death decided to stop for the day in the wooded area an hour before sunset. There was a barn and rundown shack. A demon woman spotted them and took off to the back off the shack.

"We'll stop here." Death decided.

"Are you sure? There's still light and frankly we can pick better lodgings than this."

"It'll do. Now stop your insolent chattering." A demon male stepped out of the shack with an axe in hand-his mate closely behind him. They were both very dirty and in need of a long, hot bath.

"Good evening, sir, madam." and he was using the term loosely, but as a gentleman he was to show good manners.

"My comrade and I are in need of lodging tonight." The demon shook his head. Strife took some coins out of his poket and waved it in front of them.

"We have money~" The demoness behind the demon man nodded her head and whispered something to her mate.

"You can stay in the barn." He growled, pointing to the right behind them. Death nodded and had his horse walk over to it. Strife handed the couple some of the coins and ran after Death. Death tied is horse to the railing bar around the barn. He took off the black knapsack and weapons off the horse, and with his hawk on his left shoulder he entered the barn in search of an empty stable. Death put the hawk on the door of the stable and carried the knapsack and weapons to the back of the stable where no one could see its contents. He opened it and pulled out a blue dress.

"Um.. Death?" Death laid the dress over the knapsack and started to walk to the front of the stable.

"What is it?"

"If there isn't anything else, I'll turn in." Strife offered, hoping he could do something before the sun was all the way down.

"You can watch my horse, Despair." Death offered.

"And don't disturb me. I'm a heavy sleeper and if I am wakened, I'm liable to attack first and ask questions later. Understand boy?"

"Uh, yeah." Strife answered, walking away from the stable. He walked outside, freed Despair from the rails, and walked the pale horse to his side of the barn where he could keep watch of him until tomorrow.

Death held the garment. He sighed and put it back down. The sun was beginning to set. The mixture of yellow and orange colors blending together created a beautiful sight of the sun dipping into the lower horizons to everyone else watching, but to Death, it was making him angry.

"One day... soon..."