Bleh. I haven't been able to go do different sites because my dad is being protective of the updated computer. :sigh: So, to post this, I will probably have to sneak online. Yippy!

Sorry this story is taking so long to put chapters up. I've been having writer's block. We also are canning peaches. So fun. My hands are getting so old :sobs:

Whisper crawled to the side of the wagon. "I want to walk around now," she shouted particularly to Tekachi.

He galloped over and swung down off his horse. "We must make it quick. We are entering the Forbidden Woods."

"Why are they forbidden?" Whisper asked and crawled to do the door that was getting opened.

"I believe its just to scare people away," he answered.

"Ah." Whisper jumped down and stood straight, feeling her back crack a few times. She shivered. It was getting cold.

Tekachi handed her a small blanket. "It will start snowing soon. We don't want to be caught out in the snow, but if we are, we should keep our prisoner warm."

Whisper put the blanket around her shoulders. "Let's get walking, shall we?"

Tekachi shook his head. "Hold out your hands," he commanded, and he brought out some rope.

"This wasn't in the plans," Whisper protested.

"Forgot to mention it, Vess. If you complain one more time, you won't get out until we arrive, which should be around noon tomorrow."

Whisper stuck her lip out defiantly and held out her hands. She would do anything for a stretch of her legs. Thankfully the rope wasn't tied tightly around her wrists, so she could move them around a bit. She started to walk along the wagon, Tekachi beside her, and the man who had talked to her in the wagon walked beside her also.

She was getting a bit tired of being in the wagon. First off, when she had to relieve herself, it was humiliating because there were no doors, and she had to constantly watch the slop bucket so it didn't fall over when they went over the bumps, and once she had missed catching it, and made a total mess. The man that took care of her slop bucket was silent when he cleaned it up, and she had been near tears because she was sick, just plain sick, of being in that wagon.

"How about a song for the road," Tekachi said, interrupting her saddened thoughts.

"No," Whisper defiantly answered back.

"Another five minute walk tomorrow before we arrive."

"No."

"You seem desperate to get out of that wagon, Vess."

"No." She actually was, even more than desperate. But she wouldn't do another deed for this man.

Tekachi sighed and kept quiet.

Whisper started to count the minutes. Only about two more minutes left. She glanced at the kind man on the other side of her. He gave a small smile and looked back to the road. She wished she could have smiled back…

But she couldn't. She felt dead inside.

The five minutes ended and Whisper was put back into the wagon. She turned to Tekachi who got upon his horse again. "I have questions for you."

"I will if you sing a song…"

"Are you so desperate for a song?"

Tekachi turned silent and looked away. His eyes looked pained. "Ask, Lady Vess."

"Do you plan to use me as bait? To lure me away so my father will come and try to find me, and catch him by surprise?"

"Your father has no clue to where our clan resides."

"Then why capture me in the first place?" Whisper said angrily.

Tekachi didn't say anything.

"Why?" Whisper spat again.

"I do not know. My father must have some sort of… plan of what to do with you."

"Does it have to do with my mother?" Whisper said quietly.

"Yes, that may have some part. My father… my father just may want to ruin your father's life."

"Then why did you agree to capture me? You had no part in his past," Whisper said, then remembered what the kind man said. His lust for bloodshed.

Tekachi grinned. "Who could resist a find battle?"

"A battle with innocent people! You murdered my friends and neighbors," Whisper accused.

"Maybe so, dear Vess, but I must comply with my father's wishes."

Whisper wished she had something to throw at him. But all she had was her slop bucket. And she decided against it, afraid of what he will do to her afterwards.

She sighed and looked at the trees they were passing. The trunks were huge, and almost a dark blue color. This was a beautiful forest. Maybe that's why it was called 'forbidden' because they wanted to persevere this beautiful forest.

Then snow began to fall.

Tekachi rode to the front of the line. "Men," he said, and he had a tint of worry in his voice. "We must speed up, or our path will be snowed over. No rest for the night. Double the speed."

Whisper felt the wagon jerk and she fell foreword, hitting her elbow. When they doubled of the speed, it was more like tripled. They were going uphill, and she leaned against the back of the wagon. She tried to inspect the door. Maybe if she leaned on it long enough on this hill, it might give out. But even she decided against escaping. She had no clue where she was, no food, no money, and it was snowing. She wouldn't last five days.

So, she sighed and just sat there.

Nightfall passed, and then dawn came. When Whisper had woken up to the morning sun she noticed the wagon was going a bit slower, and they were going downhill. So they had succeeded in getting past the mountain. The snow, she noticed, was beginning to get a little thinner, and she was sort of thankful for that.

Her breakfast came, and she nibbled on it slowly. Today was the day she would finally get to meet her father. After she had finished her breakfast, she began to watch the passing scenery. They had gotten out of the woods, and they reached level land.

"Tekachi," Whisper shouted.

He arrived quickly by the wagon.

"Are we there yet?"

He sighed. "We should be there in an hour. We will arrive sooner than I thought."

"Great," Whisper muttered.

They continued in silence, Tekachi not moving from the wagon side. About forty five minutes later, she noticed some buildings coming up. Whisper looked around with wide eyes. "What is this…" she muttered quietly.

"This is our village."

"What? I thought you were a clan.

"We are a clan. We are also a village."

"So, your father is the… leader?"

"Yes."

Whisper noticed the woman and children walking along the road. "Are these people all the Silent Warriors?"

"Most of them aren't. The ones in that certain clan live near around the center."

"It's amazing how they all agree with your barbaric antics," I muttered.

Tekachi spun around. "Lady Vess, we are not barbaric."

Well, I'm not going to take it back, Whisper thought.

"Yes, we have been known for killing people. And my father is responsible for all that. Sometimes the people in the clan have no choice," he said.

"Why not?"

"My father… is a difficult man… to disobey."

"Great," Whisper mumbled.

She stared at the people in the streets. She noticed some gaped when they saw her. She guessed the villagers weren't let in on the plan that she was to be captured. The wagon stopped with a jolt and she tried to look to the front of the line. She noticed some men and woman standing there.

"Sir Tekachi, why do you have a captive?" one of the men asked.

"Father's orders," he replied.

Whisper heard the people start to mutter.

"I've never seen the Silent Warrior's clan take a captive," a woman said.

A man agreed with her. "His father is going too far."

"My father," Tekachi said rather loudly, "has plans for this lady. I will see personally that no harm will be brought to her. Now, let us pass."

So… this village is divided. Half is just a normal village living their life, the other half a barbaric clan. Great. Whisper thought.

The people nodded sympathetically to her. She didn't smile, she didn't nod back… she just looked down, and began to think things over.

So… I'm about to meet Tekachi's father. Should I slap him when I meet him? Attack him? Smile sweetly? Just be quiet and glare?

Ok, I'll take the 'just be quiet and glare'; I don't want to start a riot.

And… how do I get rescued? My father doesn't know this location. Probably no one does.

I'm stuck here, until maybe I'll escape by myself.

Whisper rubbed her eyes tiredly. Maybe that kind man can help me.

I'm starting to get scared of Tekachi's father. What will he do to me? He was father's rival, and he is a known killer in the Silent Warrior's clan. How much did he hate my father? Does he hate him enough to kill his daughter?

Whisper hoped not.

When I returned from that trip, I had forgotten a lot of what I had put in this story. So that may be why I had a big writer's block for this story.

And, to whoever ventured into my other stories, I must say that I cannot continue my Inuyasha story, Hidden Too Deep. I don't know what to do with it anymore, and it didn't turn out the way I wanted too. So, that is done for now. I am hoping to get a short one-shot up for Naruto, and maybe a long one for that, but that won't be for a long while from now. I'm still going to continue my Oh Dear III and Hidden Away, and those will be my big projects for awhile.

Erm… I am noticing how much Hidden Away is turning into a story hardly related to Runescape. So, here is what I'm going to do: I'm going to finish it for you guys, but I will rewrite it into my own story (with the setting and all that) and if its good enough and the grammar is proper and right and bla bla bla, I'm hoping to publish it as my first work. This story will eventually have a sequel to it. I hope.

I know some people steal stories out there, and I had, I think, my Oh Dear I stolen or something like that. If I do find it anywhere, though, I am going to get serious. Beware. Rawr. So in case this story is stolen and if I publish this book and get accused, I'm going (hopefully) to change some of it. Make it longer. That stuff. Yeah. Tell me if I'm crazy or not.

Woo! A long Author's C/C Time! GO ME!