Oh noes Willikers! Ah well it was gonna happen eventually. You were invincible for TEN FRICKEN BOOKS. Sorry for beating Will up but to tell you the truth… it was fun XD

Will: KILLER! Thank god she doesn't own us.

Yay! U said the disclaimer good boy ^^ * hands Will a cookie*

Will: oooooooo…COOKIE!

Chapter: Infected Metal

Halt was beginning to worry. Will should have been back by now. He only had 24 arrows. That should have run out a long time ago.

"King Duncan, any sign of Will?"

"I was just thinking the same thing…I'm beginning to worry."

"Yeah me too, you think we should go look fo—"

"H-Halt their raising a truce flag! (Like the one in burning bridge with Morgorath)"

"WHAT?" He was beginning to think that King Duncan was off his rocker, but low and behold when Halt turned around he did indeed see a whit flag being raised on the other side of the battle field.

A man wearing the Scottie emblem on his right arm appeared about a kilometer away on a small cliff. It seems he was calling to some one.

"Araluen!" he bellowed, "You may have stopped us once, but this land will become ours! If it wasn't for that damned little bugger you call… let me see… ah! Will Treaty. We would already have your land!"

Halt and Duncan exchanged glances. Duncan could see Halt's face go pale. Halt saw the same expression on King Duncan's face. They could tell where this was going.

"So we thought we'd give you an example of what happens when you mess with us. MacHaddish, McKluas! Bring 'him in!"

To Araluen's horror (for Will was well loved here) two Scottie men came holding a slightly conscious Will's arms behind his back.

"NO!"

"WILL!"

Alyss POV

Alyss and Lady Pauline were inside the castle waiting till the ambush was over. Everyone in the castle was required to stay inside. Horace would come back every now and then to give them updates so they wouldn't be completely lost. Alyss was just trying to occupy herself while this was going on. Her nerves were sending her over the edge.

"NO!"

"WILL"

WHAT? What's going on! Pauline looked alarm too. Horace came running.

"Horace what's—"

"THEY"VE CAPTURED WILL!"

"WHAT! NO!"

They flew down the stairs towards the front doors. It took a little while for Horace to convince the guards that Alyss and Pauline could come outside.

It was the most horrible thing Alyss had ever seen.

Will had obviously been hit continually till he was barely conscious. His hands were held behind his back and his clothes were in tatters.

"Do you see this vial in my hand? It's … poison." His lips curled into an evil, sick, smile.

Halt, Alyss, Pauline King Duncan, and Horace watched in horror. Halt looked towards Duncan,

"H-Halt w-we can't b-break a tr-truce."

As if the evil Scottie man heard Duncan he said, "Brake a truce and you lose your knight, remember that." They watched him pour the vile of poison on a dagger.

He turned around and stabbed Will in the stomach.

They wish couldn't hear Will's scream.