Chapter Three
Sorry it has taken so long to get this chapter up. I've been editing the Intro, Ch. 1, and Ch. 2, so I got kinda busy. I'm very sorry to anyone who may be reading this story.
Sgiathach cleared her throat. She was losing her battle against the bug eating her system. She'd caught a cold walking for hours in the mountains south of the training school.
"D'you guys need my help or are you ransoming me or what?" she asked her escorts. Nobody answered her, so she stopped and sat down. All of the young boys that were her escorts looked. Still, nobody answered.
"Goddamn you people! I'm fuckin' freezing! Somehow you need me, otherwise you'd have killed me already. If you don't get me somethin' to keep me warm, I'll sit here until I do die!" Sgiathach yelled at the now dumbfounded youths. They didn't even bother to exchange glances with each other, they all took off their jackets, and showered them over her. It was her turn to be dumbfounded.
"Um…thanks," she stuttered as she peeked her head out of the rather large pile of jackets that were nearly drowning her.
They continued to walk within the valleys of the mountain. Though it there was no snow on the ground, it was very cold. The boys never shivered and they were constantly looking up at the sky. The escorts looked as though they were suspicious of the clouds. The natural ambiance of the ecosystem around her was strangely disrupted. There were no bird songs, no squirrels, no anything. All life seemed to hide from the skies.
"Guys, I'm sorry, but where are we going?" Sgiathach questioned, looking up at the sky in hopes of finding her way through the jackets. What were they looking at?
"Why do you ask so many questions?" one of the boys replied to her questioning. He looked frightened, but her didn't sound it. What on the hellish earth was a 5 year old kid doing kidnapping people and marching off to the middle of nowhere when he wasn't even properly weaned of his fear of monsters or maybe it was his fear of wolves… whatever? He must not have liked the outdoors…
" I've only asked like two questions!" she became very indignant.
"Maybe you should remain silent because we don't want you to die," another boy answered. Sgiathach half expected him to say "pretty lady" in the little kids' manner of flirting with older women.
"Why? What'll happen? Will the boogie-man get me?" No sooner had these words been uttered that something swooped down from the sky and grabbed Sgiathach in grand, golden talons and flew off.
Sorry it has taken so long to get this chapter up. I've been editing the Intro, Ch. 1, and Ch. 2, so I got kinda busy. I'm very sorry to anyone who may be reading this story.
Sgiathach cleared her throat. She was losing her battle against the bug eating her system. She'd caught a cold walking for hours in the mountains south of the training school.
"D'you guys need my help or are you ransoming me or what?" she asked her escorts. Nobody answered her, so she stopped and sat down. All of the young boys that were her escorts looked. Still, nobody answered.
"Goddamn you people! I'm fuckin' freezing! Somehow you need me, otherwise you'd have killed me already. If you don't get me somethin' to keep me warm, I'll sit here until I do die!" Sgiathach yelled at the now dumbfounded youths. They didn't even bother to exchange glances with each other, they all took off their jackets, and showered them over her. It was her turn to be dumbfounded.
"Um…thanks," she stuttered as she peeked her head out of the rather large pile of jackets that were nearly drowning her.
They continued to walk within the valleys of the mountain. Though it there was no snow on the ground, it was very cold. The boys never shivered and they were constantly looking up at the sky. The escorts looked as though they were suspicious of the clouds. The natural ambiance of the ecosystem around her was strangely disrupted. There were no bird songs, no squirrels, no anything. All life seemed to hide from the skies.
"Guys, I'm sorry, but where are we going?" Sgiathach questioned, looking up at the sky in hopes of finding her way through the jackets. What were they looking at?
"Why do you ask so many questions?" one of the boys replied to her questioning. He looked frightened, but her didn't sound it. What on the hellish earth was a 5 year old kid doing kidnapping people and marching off to the middle of nowhere when he wasn't even properly weaned of his fear of monsters or maybe it was his fear of wolves… whatever? He must not have liked the outdoors…
" I've only asked like two questions!" she became very indignant.
"Maybe you should remain silent because we don't want you to die," another boy answered. Sgiathach half expected him to say "pretty lady" in the little kids' manner of flirting with older women.
"Why? What'll happen? Will the boogie-man get me?" No sooner had these words been uttered that something swooped down from the sky and grabbed Sgiathach in grand, golden talons and flew off.