Kel - New Knight of Tortall; Part 2

Chapter 10 – The Long Awaited Battle

Disclaimer – how many times do we have to put this in one story? They're NOT MINE! (except for a couple of the Scanrans.)

Notes ~ no flames if you don't like the twists and turns in the next few chapters okay? it's a little soap-opera-ish, but what can I do? R-E-V-I-E-W!!! Sorry this took a while to write…I was reading the fanfics more than writing them this week. And, I'm sorry to say that I'm not going to continue "LET IT GO" because I'm right in the middle of this story, and after this I'm writing another very interesting story (so make sure you read and review it, okay?) AND DON'T READ THIS UNLESS YOU'VE READ "KEL-NEW KNIGHT OF TORTALL" BECAUSE YOU WILL BE CONFUSED!

Kel sprinted out of the Mindelan fort Fief, her hair streaming wildly out behind her. After quickly suiting up in her Own fighting gear, and grabbing her bows and glaive, she narrowly avoided crashing into her Knight Commander, also running outside. "Looks like the King's spies were wrong," he pointed out grimly. "They're here a night early." As the rest of the Second and Third Companies of the Own settled into a group, Raoul paced with the other Commander, thinking of last-minute tactics.

"Okay," he announced as the last corporals leaned in to listen. "We have no real plan rightnow, because it's last minute. But, assuming there are ten or so of these giant monsters, we…well, we can take them on." His worried eyes told a different story. "There's lots of cover in the woods," Raoul's hand flitted towards the thick trees, "so take advantage of that. The Commander leant over a map, scanning it. "Gods damn this Maggur maggot," he muttered softly to himself. "He's anything but stupid." Wolset shot Kel a troubled look as Raoul barked, "Squad leaders, to me."

They gathered around.

Raoul marked some points on his map. "Okay, because we're facing the enemy, and we're defending, we can do nothing but wait for them to arrive. We must prepare ourselves as well as possible. I want the squads behind these boulders," he said, pointing. "And there, we hold them. Get two men to walk your horses up to a safe place. Rown, " he said, directing a tiny man from the Second Company, "send up smoke signals to anyone in the area around Mindelan. We're going to need all the help we can get." Kel's skin prickled as she tried hard to focus on the far shouts and rustle in the woods. They were closer.

As Raoul shouted out instructions, Dom turned and tried to catch her eye. Smiling weakly, he mouthed, " I'm sorry!" Kel turned away coldly, her chin trembling against her will. She whispered to the sparrows that had accompanied her. Perched on her shoulder, they willingly took off in flight to find out what was in the woods. Kel turned back to the Knight Commander's words.

"If you see one of those enormous machines, or need help, or even smell a giant, horn call immediately. Lenan…you're the message runner. Kel, you're in Dom's squad." Kel's mouth opened slightly as she begged Raoul with her eyes not to assign her to that particular squad. He shot her an apologetic look and straightened. "I'm going to be around here, checking the palace to see how many people at Mindelan can help us, and making sure the Scanrans don't advance while you work on the machines and – " he cut off suddenly. Kel turned to hear high-pitched shrieks as her sparrows came hurtling down from the sky, their leader, Nari, in front. She perched on Kel's shoulder, her eyes frantic. "Shhh…shhhh…" Kel whispered soothingly. She realized everyone was looking at her. "My lord," she said, addressing Raoul, "there must be quite a lot to have frightened them like this. They're rarely ever this scared." Kel watched as her Commander shook his head worriedly. "Move. They're coming. And…Mithros Bless us all," he added.

Kel, as mad as she was to be in Dom's group, couldn't ignore him. She asked a few sparrows to stay scout on the trees around their area. Jump sat at her feet, his ears pricked up attentively. Patting him absently, Kel checked her weapons and strung her longbow, letting it lay beside her. Warhammer, sword and dagger were all in her belt. Their squad's position was sheltered by trees, making it easier for them to advance on the enemy. Unfortunately, it gave the Scanrans the same advantage. She took cover behind the large tree trunk, not noticing she had company.

Kel spun around as a light hand tapped her on the shoulder. Unsheathing her dagger instinctively, she pushed the bigger man onto the tree trunk, knowing she'd caught him by surprise. As light spilled over his face, Kel's grip on her dagger loosened, and she slowly started to pull him off the tree.

"I'd half a mind to keep it up at your neck," she said sourly, indicating the dagger.

Dom stepped out of the shadows, his hands in a surrendering position, his smile feeble. He sighed as Kel removed the dagger from at his throat.

"Look, Kel, you don't have to talk to me, but at least let me explain," he protested as she glared at him and turned her back. " I got caught…in…well, the heat of the moment." Wrong answer! Kel thought as she reeled on him, her anger re-surfacing.

"The heat of the moment?! WHAT heat of the moment?" she yelled. Dom jumped up, startled, then glanced around them nervously. "SHhhhhh…." He said. Kel thought of her Yamani training, the calm and control that had been taught to her. Taking deep breaths, she continued. "What 'heat of the moment'?" she asked, a straining calmness stretching over her face.

"Just…well, you know I'm a huge flirt. Ask Neal," Dom tried to explain.

"That was no excuse to kiss another girl. Nevermind that she was my cousin. You knew her for, what, all of five minutes?" Kel retorted, getting riled again.

"Kel, I said I was sorry! There's not much more I can do. Either you forgive me or…well…" he trailed off, a pleading note in his deep voice. Dom watched her carefully as she visibly struggled with the decision. I really do love her, he thought to himself. Then why were you so stupid as to kiss that other girl? A tiny voice reprimanded. That same thought kept re-surfacing.

Kel looked at him, contemplating. I shouldn't let him go this easily, she said to herself. But seeing the flickering emotion in Dom's serious blue eyes, she just couldn't stay angry.

"Okay," she consented finally. "I forgive you…but – " Kel was cut off as he kissed her once, softly, and then again and again. She felt the rush that she always got from kissing him, the heat and the passion. "Wait…take it slow," Kel murmured half-heartedly as he pulled her into his wonderfully tight embrace.

"What does slow mean?" Dom whispered with a grin, his lips brushing hers as she laughed.

They jumped apart quickly as Jump gave a deep growl. Kel listened carefully for the alerting screeches of her sparrows, and heard them.

While Dom was over getting his weapons, she absentmindedly reached down without looking to pick up her longbow. It wasn't there. Scanning the dirt, Kel followed large footsteps to a clearing in her midst, where she found the bow. Reaching cautiously to pick up her much-needed weapon, and wondering how it got there, she was just barely able to snatch her hand away as a dirty black boot crushed it into the soil.

"Hey!" the girl cried angrily, following the boot up to its' wearer. Her expression went from enraged to surprised as she saw the man who'd stamped her longbow into the dirt. "You…." She muttered softly, looking at him. His blonde hair was oily and hung over his gaunt face like a limp mop. The smug green eyes held an air of satisfaction in them, as if besting an old foe.

Wait, Kel mused. I know him! He's the general I shot in the neck at Northwatch last year. She remembered his words as she shot him off his gelding.

" You'll be sorry, wench. You will be sorry," he'd rasped.

Now, he sneered at her, his face twisted unpleasantly.

"How nice to know that my little wench was actually a Lady Knight," he spoke softly, mocking the last words. He raised his own longbow, and aimed it expertly at her neck. "Doesn't matter what you are. This is going to be fun." The tall man raised his eyebrows and made a rude gesture, grinning. "Come with me, your ladyship."

***hope you like it! I know, I know, it's weird. But review and tell me what you think so I can get on to the next chapter! And I know she forgave him too easily, but it's important for the rest of the story. R/R!!! Dewdrop~ you're probably the person who wanted this chapter out the most! Lol! Hope you love it, loyalist!***