I screamed.
"How romantic. A damsel in distress," sneered a voice. "I always wondered why Mother didn't dispose of you. Shut up."
Two people sneaked behind me. My sisters! Wait, no. My sisters weren't male. Or at least I hope not. Jane and Patience were standing smugly as they gave orders to their little followers.
"Ooh, he's cute," cooed Patience looking at Bryan. "Too bad we need to kill him." Jane snickered.
Two men gagged him and scraped his neck with a pocketknife. Wotcher started growling fiercely as my pathetic sisters cowered. If the situation wasn't so serious, I would've exploded with laughter. I was sweating. A man gravely tied my hands and pushed me forward.
"As you said," the man growled to Patience. "These two for your hand."
Patience shook her head. "I want to see them die painfully. Make it slow."
The man nodded. He was ugly and I felt intense hate for Patience. I knew her plans for both of us. She gave hand signs to the other men. I knew what it meant.
It seemed like a minute. A man stepped forward and chopped off the other guy's head. Blood bright red showered the air and I felt sick. Unfortunately I couldn't turn away or else I would have the same fate. Instead, I shut my eyes tight. Jane bellowed with insane laughter. "Now, kill the bitch," she said, nodding to the dog. She thought it was a female! Stupid Slut. "Noo!" I cried out. "Die you monster!" I called her all the names I always kept inside. She was so ugly.
"What?" she asked, slowly and dangerously. Oops. At least Wotcher was there. Or else, I don't know what would've happened.
Wotcher barked all the way as he was galloping toward us. Like I said, he was pretty big. Mandy got him for me. And everything she gave me was useful. Jane turned to his direction. I took my chance. I quickly drew the sword from the soldier's belt and stabbed her stomach. She gasped and blood spilled from her mouth. I took it from her torso and smashed the head of Bryan's capturer. I've seen too much to be sick now. I threw the sword to Bryan and he caught it. I took out my arrows and bow.
Even if I saw Jane's death and didn't retch once, I saw Patience draw her dagger from Wotcher's body and I couldn't help it. I emptied my whole stomach into the floor. No! Wotcher.. He's dead.. He was my dog.. Bryan was wide eyed, but she was already running. I was too weak to do anything. "Artemis!" he screamed. "Go!" Artemis took the call and reared to block Patience from going through. I could tell with satisfaction that she was scared. I don't know. I passed out. But I knew from seeing her body the next day that she was dead.
Alex wasn't there in the whole bloody scene. I wonder where he is now. The only thing that would soothe me now is his and the body of my Father. The journey hardened me greatly. You wouldn't know the difference between me in my mother's home and me right now.
And about Bryan.. A different story..
"How romantic. A damsel in distress," sneered a voice. "I always wondered why Mother didn't dispose of you. Shut up."
Two people sneaked behind me. My sisters! Wait, no. My sisters weren't male. Or at least I hope not. Jane and Patience were standing smugly as they gave orders to their little followers.
"Ooh, he's cute," cooed Patience looking at Bryan. "Too bad we need to kill him." Jane snickered.
Two men gagged him and scraped his neck with a pocketknife. Wotcher started growling fiercely as my pathetic sisters cowered. If the situation wasn't so serious, I would've exploded with laughter. I was sweating. A man gravely tied my hands and pushed me forward.
"As you said," the man growled to Patience. "These two for your hand."
Patience shook her head. "I want to see them die painfully. Make it slow."
The man nodded. He was ugly and I felt intense hate for Patience. I knew her plans for both of us. She gave hand signs to the other men. I knew what it meant.
It seemed like a minute. A man stepped forward and chopped off the other guy's head. Blood bright red showered the air and I felt sick. Unfortunately I couldn't turn away or else I would have the same fate. Instead, I shut my eyes tight. Jane bellowed with insane laughter. "Now, kill the bitch," she said, nodding to the dog. She thought it was a female! Stupid Slut. "Noo!" I cried out. "Die you monster!" I called her all the names I always kept inside. She was so ugly.
"What?" she asked, slowly and dangerously. Oops. At least Wotcher was there. Or else, I don't know what would've happened.
Wotcher barked all the way as he was galloping toward us. Like I said, he was pretty big. Mandy got him for me. And everything she gave me was useful. Jane turned to his direction. I took my chance. I quickly drew the sword from the soldier's belt and stabbed her stomach. She gasped and blood spilled from her mouth. I took it from her torso and smashed the head of Bryan's capturer. I've seen too much to be sick now. I threw the sword to Bryan and he caught it. I took out my arrows and bow.
Even if I saw Jane's death and didn't retch once, I saw Patience draw her dagger from Wotcher's body and I couldn't help it. I emptied my whole stomach into the floor. No! Wotcher.. He's dead.. He was my dog.. Bryan was wide eyed, but she was already running. I was too weak to do anything. "Artemis!" he screamed. "Go!" Artemis took the call and reared to block Patience from going through. I could tell with satisfaction that she was scared. I don't know. I passed out. But I knew from seeing her body the next day that she was dead.
Alex wasn't there in the whole bloody scene. I wonder where he is now. The only thing that would soothe me now is his and the body of my Father. The journey hardened me greatly. You wouldn't know the difference between me in my mother's home and me right now.
And about Bryan.. A different story..