CHAPTER FOUR: THE ENTRAPMENT
Kel had finished wrapping the thief's head. The cart was still speeding down the road. It was dark- the only light coming from the lamps and moonlight outside. This cart was the kind with the rounded canvas roof and open back- more like a wagon, really. The only sounds that rung in Kel's ears were the hoof beats against a cobble stone road and the occasional horse snort. It was cold, too. Kel crawled nervously over to the back of the cart and looked over the side. Her stomach churned as she saw the ground whooshing away beneath her. She quickly brought herself back in again and lied next to the Thief. Kel sighed; Neal is never around when you need him…
Suddenly the Thief began coughing.
"You're alive!" Kel cried in unsuppressed joy. It felt as though a mammoth burden had just been lifted off her shoulders.
"I'm alive?" The thief wondered between hacking, "If I am, then why do I feel like sh-"
The carthorse neighed loudly outside.
"What was that?" The thief's eyebrows snapped together and she sat up on her elbows. "Where am I? Who the hell are you? Are we moving? Is this my blood?! What happened?!"
"Calm down," Kel soothed, "You're on a cart. You bumped your head. Yes, we are moving. No, I don't know where we're going…" Kel paused. Now that she finally considered it, where WERE they going, exactly?
The Thief groaned and slipped away again.
Kel felt like crying, instead she stood up and began to pound her fists on the front wall of the cart which separated her from the driver.
"HEY!!!" She bellowed, "STOP! PLEASE! WE'RE TRAPPED! STOP!! PLEEEASE!!!" Nothing happened. Kel groaned hopelessly and slid down the wall until she was sitting on the floor. She tapped her fist against the wall, "Stop. Please." She said without emphasis- she was exhausted. This is crazy, Kel thought, What am I going to do…what CAN I do? She heard the Thief's faint, rugged breath. Kel sighed, I've got to do something…I need to get this cart to stop! One problem: how? Why does life always have to be so complicated? Kel began to finger her way through the darkness, looking for something- anything- that might get this cart to stop. She paused as her hand ran over a crate. Maybe there's something in here, she thought hopefully as she use her small sword to pry the lid off. Kel dipped her hand in and frowned as she picked up a sachet of a powdery substance. It was too dark to tell for sure, but could this stuff be illegal? Gods know how many drugs are imported and exported, Kel thought, but hopefully I've merely stumbled upon some modest flour sellers. She dropped the packet and continued her blind search. Then she felt the cart slow down. Could it be…? She thought.
"Halt," she heard a man say from outside. "We need to inspect ye cart before you leave the city. Hey, are ye stupid or somethin'? I told ye to slow down!"
The cart was going full-tilt again. Kel heard panicked voices outside, a loud crash and some horses neighing fearfully. The sound of the carthorse galloping down the road soon drowned out everything else. Kel peered out the back of the cart again and saw Corus becoming further and further away. This gave Kel the effort she needed to jump up and kick and pound the front wall, screaming at the driver to stop. Still nothing. She took a few steps back and, bracing herself, charged the wall hip and shoulder first. Kel crashed through it. She felt a little dazed as she found herself in between two people.
"Who…what?!" One of the people cried out in shock.
"Stole-aways!" The other snarled, "Just what we needed." Kel felt a strong hand smack the back of her head.
"Knock her out!"
The hand came down again, this time curled up into a fist. The last thing Kel remembered hearing was; "Tie her up a keep her in the back, we'll figure out something along the way-"
Ta-ta-ta-ta-daaa! I hope you liked it. I'm getting excited…more people are reviewing!! Someone even put me on their favourites list (gasp) Okay, this chapter took longer to write because there was a major glitch- All the people were completely out of character and I had to start half the story again. Ah, well. Doesn't matter, at least now I have a part of the next chapter ready. Oh- and to those people who were begging me to not let Vene die (hello) don't stress, I wasn't planning to. I like her as well. Please reply, but No Worries if you can't. Sometimes you just can't be stuffed, huh? Ok, I'll shut up now.
Liaska
P.S in case you found this story not as interesting, I'm planning to make the next one B I G
Kel had finished wrapping the thief's head. The cart was still speeding down the road. It was dark- the only light coming from the lamps and moonlight outside. This cart was the kind with the rounded canvas roof and open back- more like a wagon, really. The only sounds that rung in Kel's ears were the hoof beats against a cobble stone road and the occasional horse snort. It was cold, too. Kel crawled nervously over to the back of the cart and looked over the side. Her stomach churned as she saw the ground whooshing away beneath her. She quickly brought herself back in again and lied next to the Thief. Kel sighed; Neal is never around when you need him…
Suddenly the Thief began coughing.
"You're alive!" Kel cried in unsuppressed joy. It felt as though a mammoth burden had just been lifted off her shoulders.
"I'm alive?" The thief wondered between hacking, "If I am, then why do I feel like sh-"
The carthorse neighed loudly outside.
"What was that?" The thief's eyebrows snapped together and she sat up on her elbows. "Where am I? Who the hell are you? Are we moving? Is this my blood?! What happened?!"
"Calm down," Kel soothed, "You're on a cart. You bumped your head. Yes, we are moving. No, I don't know where we're going…" Kel paused. Now that she finally considered it, where WERE they going, exactly?
The Thief groaned and slipped away again.
Kel felt like crying, instead she stood up and began to pound her fists on the front wall of the cart which separated her from the driver.
"HEY!!!" She bellowed, "STOP! PLEASE! WE'RE TRAPPED! STOP!! PLEEEASE!!!" Nothing happened. Kel groaned hopelessly and slid down the wall until she was sitting on the floor. She tapped her fist against the wall, "Stop. Please." She said without emphasis- she was exhausted. This is crazy, Kel thought, What am I going to do…what CAN I do? She heard the Thief's faint, rugged breath. Kel sighed, I've got to do something…I need to get this cart to stop! One problem: how? Why does life always have to be so complicated? Kel began to finger her way through the darkness, looking for something- anything- that might get this cart to stop. She paused as her hand ran over a crate. Maybe there's something in here, she thought hopefully as she use her small sword to pry the lid off. Kel dipped her hand in and frowned as she picked up a sachet of a powdery substance. It was too dark to tell for sure, but could this stuff be illegal? Gods know how many drugs are imported and exported, Kel thought, but hopefully I've merely stumbled upon some modest flour sellers. She dropped the packet and continued her blind search. Then she felt the cart slow down. Could it be…? She thought.
"Halt," she heard a man say from outside. "We need to inspect ye cart before you leave the city. Hey, are ye stupid or somethin'? I told ye to slow down!"
The cart was going full-tilt again. Kel heard panicked voices outside, a loud crash and some horses neighing fearfully. The sound of the carthorse galloping down the road soon drowned out everything else. Kel peered out the back of the cart again and saw Corus becoming further and further away. This gave Kel the effort she needed to jump up and kick and pound the front wall, screaming at the driver to stop. Still nothing. She took a few steps back and, bracing herself, charged the wall hip and shoulder first. Kel crashed through it. She felt a little dazed as she found herself in between two people.
"Who…what?!" One of the people cried out in shock.
"Stole-aways!" The other snarled, "Just what we needed." Kel felt a strong hand smack the back of her head.
"Knock her out!"
The hand came down again, this time curled up into a fist. The last thing Kel remembered hearing was; "Tie her up a keep her in the back, we'll figure out something along the way-"
Ta-ta-ta-ta-daaa! I hope you liked it. I'm getting excited…more people are reviewing!! Someone even put me on their favourites list (gasp) Okay, this chapter took longer to write because there was a major glitch- All the people were completely out of character and I had to start half the story again. Ah, well. Doesn't matter, at least now I have a part of the next chapter ready. Oh- and to those people who were begging me to not let Vene die (hello) don't stress, I wasn't planning to. I like her as well. Please reply, but No Worries if you can't. Sometimes you just can't be stuffed, huh? Ok, I'll shut up now.
Liaska
P.S in case you found this story not as interesting, I'm planning to make the next one B I G
