Hiyas!!! I'm finally back with part 2! I was considering not
writing this part because I got such little feedback on part one, but
I decided to do it anyways. ^-^ Hope someone is reading this!!
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A Wish Come True
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Chapter #2
Rating: PG-13
Serena forced herself to run blindly down the gravel road,
pain making her head pound and dizzy spells to come up quick. After
she had stumbled down the road for about 5 minutes Serena heard the
sound of horese hoves in the near distance.
Hoping against hope that it was one of her friends and not
one of the gaurds making a last check in the backlands. Serena didn't
know why Marcus hadn't killed her for refusing him or even forced her
to be with him anyway, but she thanked the gods for whatever had
stopped him.
Looking up though tear filled eyes, Serena tried to stop her
pounding head from spinning and focused on the sash that the rider wore
across his cheast. To tierd to any further she stopped and stood at the
side of the road wating for him to come. But as he drew nearer her hopes
came crashing down...there was an imperial crest on his sash.
Endimion noticed a blond girl come out of the bushes about 100
feet ahead of him as he was troting his horse along a back lane on his
way to his secret cabin to relax. The day had been stressful and he still
had the image of the young girl from the forest etched in his minds eye.
To the young man's delight, as he drew closer he noticed that the
maiden was indeed the same girl from that morning! But something was different,
he was sure that she had seen him, but now she didn't run. Slowing his horse
down, Endimoin stopped about 10 feet from the girl and dismounted.
"Are you alright miss?" He inquired politely, but she didin't answer.
He took a step forward, "Miss?"
Serena watched silently as the man from the forest aproched her.
Her whole body felt drained, she knew that she couldn't fight him. He was
speaking...his voice sounded so far away...she couldn't see anything...
Feeling light headed and confused, Serena took a step backwards...then
darkness rushed in...and she knew no more.
Endimoin studied the young girl carefully, she seemed a bit
unsteady...he hurried closer to her as she backed up, and was only a foot
away when she started to fall. Jumping forward he managed to catch the
girl, before she hit the ground, and pull her slight body against his own.
Scooping the peasent up Endimoin was surprised at how light she was.
Why, she weighed practicaly nothing! Then he felt something sticky on her back
and pulled his hand away. When he saw what streaked his hand he nearly dropped
the girl altogether! Blood!
Shock, then anger raced through his mind as Endimoin stood in the middle
of the deserted road. Who could have done this to someone so young and innocent
looking as the girl he cradled in his arms now? If another soldier had done this
to her...no wonder she had been so afraid of him before!
Deciding immeadiatly that he would personaly see to the care of the girl,
and feeling a sudden intense urge to protect this stranger, Endimoin carried her
to his horse and mounted. He had decided to take her to his cabin and figure out
what to do from
there.
An hour later they reached a small one room log cabin nestled deep in a
thick wood. Endimoin had never really been one for fancy things and prefered to
spend his free time hunting or riding, or just thinking and relaxing in his cabin,
getting away from the pressures of life.
Once inside, the raven haired man laid his precious cargo down on his
single bed. Then, wetting a cloth, he sat beside her and gently sponged the cut
on her forhead. As he finished rinsing the cloth and was leaning back over her
face the girls eyes fluttered open. She was quiet for all of 5 seconds before
her eyes focused on the him.
Fear consumed her as Serena opened her eyes. The pain that she had felt
earlier had dulled some, but came roaring back; changing the scream that rose in
her troat, to a tight gasp of pain when she jerked away from the figure bending
over her. Panting with the effort not to cry out from the fresh pain that was
riping across her back with every move, Serena stared mutely through her tears at
the young man who had jumped back from the bed at her outbust.
"Hey now, easy does it. You're not exactly in position to be jumping around
you know!" Endimoin said, startled, holding his hands out in front of him.
Serenity stared at him, her wild eyes roaming from his well built body to
his armor, and long sharp sword, and back again.
"Y-you're the soldier from before..." she trailed off.
"That's right." Endimion answered as he walked across the room to the small
basion in the corner and dipped the cloth in it. When he turned around and returned
to the girl's bedside, he saw that somehow she had managed to rise to a sitting
position and was watching him intently.
"Uh...*ahem*..." 'How does one put this delicately??' He wondered... "Your
wounds will get infected if I don't clean them...uh...I'm going to need to open the
back of your dress..."
Endimion could feel a the heat rising on his face...well...his ears for the
most part...curse them...they always turned pink when he was embarressed. But why
should he be? It wasn't like he was going to see anything interesting..and it was
defenitly not the fact taht he hadn't seen a naked women before..on any acount...not
that this girl was going to be....
He cut off his thought there...the girl was blushing, but she had layed back
onher stomach and didn't move. For some reason she trusted him.
"Ahem..*" Endimoin cleared his throat and knelt beside the bed as he care-
fully unbottoned the back of the simple cotten dress, keeping his eyes only on her
back and not opening it any farther then need be. Upon his carefully pulling the
tatters of fabric back he was greeted with a milky white back scarred with 8 or so
angry red marks, with blood partly clotted over them. Gently he began to wash away
the extra blood and dirt, and as he worked he tried to make small talk.
"So...what's your name?" He could feel her wince as he worked on a
particularly angry lash, and cringed.
"Serena..but most people call me Sere." she answered softly.
"Serena...that's a pretty name..it's short for Serenity, right?"
"That was my mother's name...both my parents were killed by soldiers." Serena
replied bitterly.
"I'm sorry." Endimoin said, and continued to work in silence for a few minutes,
apologizing proffusly every time he heard her sharp intake breath indicating his being
too rough with her wounds.
"If you don't mind my asking...that is, if you don't mind talking about it...
what happened to you?"
'These look like the marks of a master's whip...'
"It's ok..I don't mind. I'm a scavenger-"
"A what?" Endimoin asked confused.
"A scavenger...or maybe a local -market theif- in your terms." Serena spit out,
making the words sound much worse then what she had actually said. "A group of girls
from my village and I, every day we go to the market and scavange for food...if we're
lucky we get some scaps or a few coins from a pitying nobal.. but we must always
leave when the Royal Gaurd comes. You see...we are all to poor to buy anything.....
and if the gaurd catches us...well....most are never heard from again.........." She
trailed off.
"I see..." Endimion said quietly, "And what of the marks on your back? Did
you run into a bear as you were escaping the guards?"
"No," Serena answered, "Much worse."
'Worse? What could be worse then a bear that gives marks like these?' He
wondered to himself, but Serena was already talking again.
"Marcus...leader of the Gaurd. But then, you would know him well..is he not
your superior?" she said bittingly.
"Marcus? Marcus did this to you?" Endimoin said struggling to keep his voice
calm...when he got through with marcus his rank would be so low that the rats would be
above him!!
"I guess I had it coming...we were stealing after all...and I don't understand
why you haven't done the same....why are you helping me? I'm just a-" But the young
man cut her off.
"NO!" He roared, startling her, he quieted his voice some and then continued,
"No, you just needed to eat...the king should have provided better conditions for his people...
and I...I would never do anything like this to anyone! Did Marcus do anything
...else..to you?" Endimoin asked, voice low, and his eyes anywhere but on her face.
"Before...when I ran into you in the forest...I was running from the guards
again...I thought I was safe I was almost home...but then...after I got away from you
...I ran into Marcus literaly. He tied my hands and took me to his house. He said I
was beautiful."
She said these words like they left a bad tast in her mouth. Endimoin had
finished bandaging her back and had closed her dress again. Serena sat up, and
turned to face him. She folded her hands in her lap and looked down. Then she
continued to speak, her voice starting to shake slightly,
"He...he touched me...my hair...my face...he kissed me...." a single tear
made its way in a slow path down her dirt smuged cheek and Endimoin's heart wrenched.
"Down my neck...my throat...he kissed me...he said he would release me
unharmed if...if I....."
She stared to cry, and Endimoin reached out a hand and placed it on her arm,
but she pulled back from his touch instantly. Suddenly she lifted her head and stared
Endimoin strait in the eye,
"I spat in his face."
Endimoin had to supress a laugh at her indignuant look, as if she dared him
to even -try- the same, but quickly squealched the feeling as she continued with her
story. "That made him angry...he dragged me to his backyard...and he...he...said that
I'd had my chance..and now I'd get what I deserved. He hit me......" she paused and
took a shakey breath, "and then he brought out his whip. He kept striking me...over
and over...I wished I would die...why didn't I die? Why don't you kill me now? It
would make your life a whole lot easier!" She stared at him, her cheast heaving and
tears streaming down he face.
"I would never do what Marcus has done....to you..or to anyone. Not even the
lowliest slave deserves this treatment. It is barbaric, Miss." Endimoin replied as he
reached forward. Serena instinctively drew back, but he was only reaching for his cape.
He put it on, and then walked across the room and outside. Serena waited a few
minutes, then rose and started to walk across the room toward the door. She found that
she could walk alight, her back being only a little stiff, but bareable if she didn't
jerk it too much. She felt a little dizzy but steadied herself and padded silently
across the wooden floor to the door.
She opened it to find the raven haired soldier fiddling with the saddle his
horse. She glanced away and looked around for a walking stick. Upon finding one, she
picked it up and turned back to him.
"I want to thank-you for all your help, sir, and now if you'll kindly point
me in the direction of the Lake Terra, I'll be on my way." She smiled at him.
"I'm afraid that I can't let you do that." Endimoin said as he stopped working
on his horse. He turned to face her.
"And why not? I've thanked you...do you need money? I can pay you back..I'm
sorry I don't have any right now I-" She moved to go past him, but he caught her arm.
"That's not what I want." He replied.
Serena froze. He wasn't the kind soldier she had thought....he...he was the
same...they were all the same! She pulled free of his grasp and spun around to face
him, welding her stick in front of her as a 'spear'.
"You shall not touch me. I shall return home tonight. My village needs me."
She could feel her body start to tremble but forced herself to hold her ground.
Endimoin stared at the young girl in front of him. In all his 21 years, he
had never met anyone with such brevoto (bravery) in his presence, but why couldn't
she understand his logic? She was hurt, and she expected him to just -let- her wonder
off on her own in the forest? She was lucky it -was- him who found her...she most
certaninly wouldn't have been so lucky if it had been a different solider.
"Miss...please.." He said, suddenly feeling exausted. He didn't want to fight
her. He wished she was the soft spoken, passive, type of women that he was used too.
He wasn't used to dealing with this.
"My name is Serena, and you -will- let me pass!!" Serena interruted him, and
took a step back as she tried to make way around him.
"Serena...please, don't make me do this. I don't want to hurt you..you just
need to rest..you aren't fit to travel right now. You can go home in a few days."
"No, I must return tonight! My village needs me!" Serena said as she moved
back further. When the man reached out his hand toward her she swiftly smacked it,
with her stick, causing him to pull it back quickly and glare at her.
"What was that for?!" He demanded, advancng faster, matching her step for
step so that the distance between then never varied.
Serena didn't answer, only silently backed up and swung the stick again,
this time aiming for his head! Endimoin ducked and it barely missed him! He sighed,
frustrated. He was going to be forced to fight back if he wanted her to stay... as
much as he would hate it. The next time she swung her stick at him he pulled out his
hunting knife and welded it in front of him, hoping to scare her into submissivness.
Serena felt her blood run clod at the sight of the blade, but forced herself
not to faint. She would get away! The man kept advancing...and he kept saying the same
thing:
"Please Miss...Serena...don't make me do this. I don't want to hurt you..."
"Then let me go!" Serena said, keeping her voice as steady as possible, while
trying to hit him again.
"You know I can't do that." Endimoin said, regretfully, as he ducked under the
branch flying over his head and lunged at her.
Serena screamed, turned around, and fled. But before she had gotten 10 steps
the more agile young solider had caught up to her and had one arm tightly around her
waist, the other around her neck, with his knife at her throat. Unbalanced, Serena fell,
with a gasp, back against the man's chest. She leaned her head back, exposing her throat,
trying to put as much distance between the knife and herself as possible. She could hear
the man's ragged breathing as he caught his breath and then spoke,
"Miss, you are being very difficult, you know...and I am losing my patients..."
"I could say the same for you!" Serena cried, forcing herself to sound angry,
rather then afraid, of his treatment, even though she was very much the later.
"All soldiers are the same!" She continued.
"Oh, and how is that?" Endimoin asked cooly, fed up with the way the ingured
girl was giving him so much trouble.
"You're all arrogent, muscel minded jerks, too full of themselves to have a
shred of decency for anything!" Serena finished, then added, "You're no better then
Marcus..I should have just let him have me!!!"
With that, Endimoin released her, but none to gently. He pulled his knife back
from her throat and she fell abruptly forward to land on her hands and knees with a
startled cry, on the ground in front of him. Tears running down her cheeks, she turned
to look up at him. She found him looking down on her with distain.
"I most certainly am not like Marcus!" He said, his face slightly red, and his
voice rising.
"Oh? How so?" Serena challenged, her eyes flashing.
"For one, I was brought up in civilized culture, unlike this villan you speak
of, and rightly so, since I am to inherit the entire earth when I turn 20!!!" He roared.
"Heir to the earth..." Serena breathed, as the young prince contiued to rant...
"Muscel minded indeed!!"
Her eyes grew as big as saucers, as realization dawned on her, "Then you're-"
she started, her voice quaking.
"Endimoin." His voice was cold, and he stood with his head high and shoulders
back as he looked down on her.
"Oh no!" Serena cried suddenly, and began to cry again as she turned her face
quickly from him and stared at the ground where she knelt.
"Now what?" Endimoin asked irritibly as he watched the girl start to cry again.
But she didn't look at him. Instead she lowered her head, and gathered her hair so that
it fell down her right shoulder, leaving her neck exposed. He regreted yelling at her,
she was only frightened of him because of the way the other men had treated her, she
didn't deserve for him to take out his anger at Marcus on her.
Then she spoke, her voice barely a whisper, "Forgive me,Your Grace, and please
strike true." Then she was silent, her eyes tightly closed, and her body braced, resigned
to her fate.
Endimoin stared at the peasent girl kneeling before him, first confused, then
horrified as he remembered what portical called for in this case. They both knew that
insulting Royalty meant death. Now, here was an innocent girl, who didn't know who her
crimes were against, begging for a quick and painless exicution!
However, Endimoin knew the law, and reached for his sword. Then he took a deep
breath and swung it at her neck...
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Alright!! I have finally finished the next part to this!! YEA!!!
*crowd goes wild...then starts to throw hard objects at poor Bunny because she was
so late in getting her story out.*
GOMEN NE!!!
*hides behind a chair*
I was busy!
*ducks a flying pillow*
Hey, that's not hard!
*ducks a flying table*
Me and my big mouth! -grumble- Ok, I had school, and now I finally have a
break in my vacaion to write! So here's the next one! Part 3....I won't say when
it should be out, so you can't yell at me for it being late! Ja ne!
writing this part because I got such little feedback on part one, but
I decided to do it anyways. ^-^ Hope someone is reading this!!
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A Wish Come True
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Chapter #2
Rating: PG-13
Serena forced herself to run blindly down the gravel road,
pain making her head pound and dizzy spells to come up quick. After
she had stumbled down the road for about 5 minutes Serena heard the
sound of horese hoves in the near distance.
Hoping against hope that it was one of her friends and not
one of the gaurds making a last check in the backlands. Serena didn't
know why Marcus hadn't killed her for refusing him or even forced her
to be with him anyway, but she thanked the gods for whatever had
stopped him.
Looking up though tear filled eyes, Serena tried to stop her
pounding head from spinning and focused on the sash that the rider wore
across his cheast. To tierd to any further she stopped and stood at the
side of the road wating for him to come. But as he drew nearer her hopes
came crashing down...there was an imperial crest on his sash.
Endimion noticed a blond girl come out of the bushes about 100
feet ahead of him as he was troting his horse along a back lane on his
way to his secret cabin to relax. The day had been stressful and he still
had the image of the young girl from the forest etched in his minds eye.
To the young man's delight, as he drew closer he noticed that the
maiden was indeed the same girl from that morning! But something was different,
he was sure that she had seen him, but now she didn't run. Slowing his horse
down, Endimoin stopped about 10 feet from the girl and dismounted.
"Are you alright miss?" He inquired politely, but she didin't answer.
He took a step forward, "Miss?"
Serena watched silently as the man from the forest aproched her.
Her whole body felt drained, she knew that she couldn't fight him. He was
speaking...his voice sounded so far away...she couldn't see anything...
Feeling light headed and confused, Serena took a step backwards...then
darkness rushed in...and she knew no more.
Endimoin studied the young girl carefully, she seemed a bit
unsteady...he hurried closer to her as she backed up, and was only a foot
away when she started to fall. Jumping forward he managed to catch the
girl, before she hit the ground, and pull her slight body against his own.
Scooping the peasent up Endimoin was surprised at how light she was.
Why, she weighed practicaly nothing! Then he felt something sticky on her back
and pulled his hand away. When he saw what streaked his hand he nearly dropped
the girl altogether! Blood!
Shock, then anger raced through his mind as Endimoin stood in the middle
of the deserted road. Who could have done this to someone so young and innocent
looking as the girl he cradled in his arms now? If another soldier had done this
to her...no wonder she had been so afraid of him before!
Deciding immeadiatly that he would personaly see to the care of the girl,
and feeling a sudden intense urge to protect this stranger, Endimoin carried her
to his horse and mounted. He had decided to take her to his cabin and figure out
what to do from
there.
An hour later they reached a small one room log cabin nestled deep in a
thick wood. Endimoin had never really been one for fancy things and prefered to
spend his free time hunting or riding, or just thinking and relaxing in his cabin,
getting away from the pressures of life.
Once inside, the raven haired man laid his precious cargo down on his
single bed. Then, wetting a cloth, he sat beside her and gently sponged the cut
on her forhead. As he finished rinsing the cloth and was leaning back over her
face the girls eyes fluttered open. She was quiet for all of 5 seconds before
her eyes focused on the him.
Fear consumed her as Serena opened her eyes. The pain that she had felt
earlier had dulled some, but came roaring back; changing the scream that rose in
her troat, to a tight gasp of pain when she jerked away from the figure bending
over her. Panting with the effort not to cry out from the fresh pain that was
riping across her back with every move, Serena stared mutely through her tears at
the young man who had jumped back from the bed at her outbust.
"Hey now, easy does it. You're not exactly in position to be jumping around
you know!" Endimoin said, startled, holding his hands out in front of him.
Serenity stared at him, her wild eyes roaming from his well built body to
his armor, and long sharp sword, and back again.
"Y-you're the soldier from before..." she trailed off.
"That's right." Endimion answered as he walked across the room to the small
basion in the corner and dipped the cloth in it. When he turned around and returned
to the girl's bedside, he saw that somehow she had managed to rise to a sitting
position and was watching him intently.
"Uh...*ahem*..." 'How does one put this delicately??' He wondered... "Your
wounds will get infected if I don't clean them...uh...I'm going to need to open the
back of your dress..."
Endimion could feel a the heat rising on his face...well...his ears for the
most part...curse them...they always turned pink when he was embarressed. But why
should he be? It wasn't like he was going to see anything interesting..and it was
defenitly not the fact taht he hadn't seen a naked women before..on any acount...not
that this girl was going to be....
He cut off his thought there...the girl was blushing, but she had layed back
onher stomach and didn't move. For some reason she trusted him.
"Ahem..*" Endimoin cleared his throat and knelt beside the bed as he care-
fully unbottoned the back of the simple cotten dress, keeping his eyes only on her
back and not opening it any farther then need be. Upon his carefully pulling the
tatters of fabric back he was greeted with a milky white back scarred with 8 or so
angry red marks, with blood partly clotted over them. Gently he began to wash away
the extra blood and dirt, and as he worked he tried to make small talk.
"So...what's your name?" He could feel her wince as he worked on a
particularly angry lash, and cringed.
"Serena..but most people call me Sere." she answered softly.
"Serena...that's a pretty name..it's short for Serenity, right?"
"That was my mother's name...both my parents were killed by soldiers." Serena
replied bitterly.
"I'm sorry." Endimoin said, and continued to work in silence for a few minutes,
apologizing proffusly every time he heard her sharp intake breath indicating his being
too rough with her wounds.
"If you don't mind my asking...that is, if you don't mind talking about it...
what happened to you?"
'These look like the marks of a master's whip...'
"It's ok..I don't mind. I'm a scavenger-"
"A what?" Endimoin asked confused.
"A scavenger...or maybe a local -market theif- in your terms." Serena spit out,
making the words sound much worse then what she had actually said. "A group of girls
from my village and I, every day we go to the market and scavange for food...if we're
lucky we get some scaps or a few coins from a pitying nobal.. but we must always
leave when the Royal Gaurd comes. You see...we are all to poor to buy anything.....
and if the gaurd catches us...well....most are never heard from again.........." She
trailed off.
"I see..." Endimion said quietly, "And what of the marks on your back? Did
you run into a bear as you were escaping the guards?"
"No," Serena answered, "Much worse."
'Worse? What could be worse then a bear that gives marks like these?' He
wondered to himself, but Serena was already talking again.
"Marcus...leader of the Gaurd. But then, you would know him well..is he not
your superior?" she said bittingly.
"Marcus? Marcus did this to you?" Endimoin said struggling to keep his voice
calm...when he got through with marcus his rank would be so low that the rats would be
above him!!
"I guess I had it coming...we were stealing after all...and I don't understand
why you haven't done the same....why are you helping me? I'm just a-" But the young
man cut her off.
"NO!" He roared, startling her, he quieted his voice some and then continued,
"No, you just needed to eat...the king should have provided better conditions for his people...
and I...I would never do anything like this to anyone! Did Marcus do anything
...else..to you?" Endimoin asked, voice low, and his eyes anywhere but on her face.
"Before...when I ran into you in the forest...I was running from the guards
again...I thought I was safe I was almost home...but then...after I got away from you
...I ran into Marcus literaly. He tied my hands and took me to his house. He said I
was beautiful."
She said these words like they left a bad tast in her mouth. Endimoin had
finished bandaging her back and had closed her dress again. Serena sat up, and
turned to face him. She folded her hands in her lap and looked down. Then she
continued to speak, her voice starting to shake slightly,
"He...he touched me...my hair...my face...he kissed me...." a single tear
made its way in a slow path down her dirt smuged cheek and Endimoin's heart wrenched.
"Down my neck...my throat...he kissed me...he said he would release me
unharmed if...if I....."
She stared to cry, and Endimoin reached out a hand and placed it on her arm,
but she pulled back from his touch instantly. Suddenly she lifted her head and stared
Endimoin strait in the eye,
"I spat in his face."
Endimoin had to supress a laugh at her indignuant look, as if she dared him
to even -try- the same, but quickly squealched the feeling as she continued with her
story. "That made him angry...he dragged me to his backyard...and he...he...said that
I'd had my chance..and now I'd get what I deserved. He hit me......" she paused and
took a shakey breath, "and then he brought out his whip. He kept striking me...over
and over...I wished I would die...why didn't I die? Why don't you kill me now? It
would make your life a whole lot easier!" She stared at him, her cheast heaving and
tears streaming down he face.
"I would never do what Marcus has done....to you..or to anyone. Not even the
lowliest slave deserves this treatment. It is barbaric, Miss." Endimoin replied as he
reached forward. Serena instinctively drew back, but he was only reaching for his cape.
He put it on, and then walked across the room and outside. Serena waited a few
minutes, then rose and started to walk across the room toward the door. She found that
she could walk alight, her back being only a little stiff, but bareable if she didn't
jerk it too much. She felt a little dizzy but steadied herself and padded silently
across the wooden floor to the door.
She opened it to find the raven haired soldier fiddling with the saddle his
horse. She glanced away and looked around for a walking stick. Upon finding one, she
picked it up and turned back to him.
"I want to thank-you for all your help, sir, and now if you'll kindly point
me in the direction of the Lake Terra, I'll be on my way." She smiled at him.
"I'm afraid that I can't let you do that." Endimoin said as he stopped working
on his horse. He turned to face her.
"And why not? I've thanked you...do you need money? I can pay you back..I'm
sorry I don't have any right now I-" She moved to go past him, but he caught her arm.
"That's not what I want." He replied.
Serena froze. He wasn't the kind soldier she had thought....he...he was the
same...they were all the same! She pulled free of his grasp and spun around to face
him, welding her stick in front of her as a 'spear'.
"You shall not touch me. I shall return home tonight. My village needs me."
She could feel her body start to tremble but forced herself to hold her ground.
Endimoin stared at the young girl in front of him. In all his 21 years, he
had never met anyone with such brevoto (bravery) in his presence, but why couldn't
she understand his logic? She was hurt, and she expected him to just -let- her wonder
off on her own in the forest? She was lucky it -was- him who found her...she most
certaninly wouldn't have been so lucky if it had been a different solider.
"Miss...please.." He said, suddenly feeling exausted. He didn't want to fight
her. He wished she was the soft spoken, passive, type of women that he was used too.
He wasn't used to dealing with this.
"My name is Serena, and you -will- let me pass!!" Serena interruted him, and
took a step back as she tried to make way around him.
"Serena...please, don't make me do this. I don't want to hurt you..you just
need to rest..you aren't fit to travel right now. You can go home in a few days."
"No, I must return tonight! My village needs me!" Serena said as she moved
back further. When the man reached out his hand toward her she swiftly smacked it,
with her stick, causing him to pull it back quickly and glare at her.
"What was that for?!" He demanded, advancng faster, matching her step for
step so that the distance between then never varied.
Serena didn't answer, only silently backed up and swung the stick again,
this time aiming for his head! Endimoin ducked and it barely missed him! He sighed,
frustrated. He was going to be forced to fight back if he wanted her to stay... as
much as he would hate it. The next time she swung her stick at him he pulled out his
hunting knife and welded it in front of him, hoping to scare her into submissivness.
Serena felt her blood run clod at the sight of the blade, but forced herself
not to faint. She would get away! The man kept advancing...and he kept saying the same
thing:
"Please Miss...Serena...don't make me do this. I don't want to hurt you..."
"Then let me go!" Serena said, keeping her voice as steady as possible, while
trying to hit him again.
"You know I can't do that." Endimoin said, regretfully, as he ducked under the
branch flying over his head and lunged at her.
Serena screamed, turned around, and fled. But before she had gotten 10 steps
the more agile young solider had caught up to her and had one arm tightly around her
waist, the other around her neck, with his knife at her throat. Unbalanced, Serena fell,
with a gasp, back against the man's chest. She leaned her head back, exposing her throat,
trying to put as much distance between the knife and herself as possible. She could hear
the man's ragged breathing as he caught his breath and then spoke,
"Miss, you are being very difficult, you know...and I am losing my patients..."
"I could say the same for you!" Serena cried, forcing herself to sound angry,
rather then afraid, of his treatment, even though she was very much the later.
"All soldiers are the same!" She continued.
"Oh, and how is that?" Endimoin asked cooly, fed up with the way the ingured
girl was giving him so much trouble.
"You're all arrogent, muscel minded jerks, too full of themselves to have a
shred of decency for anything!" Serena finished, then added, "You're no better then
Marcus..I should have just let him have me!!!"
With that, Endimoin released her, but none to gently. He pulled his knife back
from her throat and she fell abruptly forward to land on her hands and knees with a
startled cry, on the ground in front of him. Tears running down her cheeks, she turned
to look up at him. She found him looking down on her with distain.
"I most certainly am not like Marcus!" He said, his face slightly red, and his
voice rising.
"Oh? How so?" Serena challenged, her eyes flashing.
"For one, I was brought up in civilized culture, unlike this villan you speak
of, and rightly so, since I am to inherit the entire earth when I turn 20!!!" He roared.
"Heir to the earth..." Serena breathed, as the young prince contiued to rant...
"Muscel minded indeed!!"
Her eyes grew as big as saucers, as realization dawned on her, "Then you're-"
she started, her voice quaking.
"Endimoin." His voice was cold, and he stood with his head high and shoulders
back as he looked down on her.
"Oh no!" Serena cried suddenly, and began to cry again as she turned her face
quickly from him and stared at the ground where she knelt.
"Now what?" Endimoin asked irritibly as he watched the girl start to cry again.
But she didn't look at him. Instead she lowered her head, and gathered her hair so that
it fell down her right shoulder, leaving her neck exposed. He regreted yelling at her,
she was only frightened of him because of the way the other men had treated her, she
didn't deserve for him to take out his anger at Marcus on her.
Then she spoke, her voice barely a whisper, "Forgive me,Your Grace, and please
strike true." Then she was silent, her eyes tightly closed, and her body braced, resigned
to her fate.
Endimoin stared at the peasent girl kneeling before him, first confused, then
horrified as he remembered what portical called for in this case. They both knew that
insulting Royalty meant death. Now, here was an innocent girl, who didn't know who her
crimes were against, begging for a quick and painless exicution!
However, Endimoin knew the law, and reached for his sword. Then he took a deep
breath and swung it at her neck...
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Alright!! I have finally finished the next part to this!! YEA!!!
*crowd goes wild...then starts to throw hard objects at poor Bunny because she was
so late in getting her story out.*
GOMEN NE!!!
*hides behind a chair*
I was busy!
*ducks a flying pillow*
Hey, that's not hard!
*ducks a flying table*
Me and my big mouth! -grumble- Ok, I had school, and now I finally have a
break in my vacaion to write! So here's the next one! Part 3....I won't say when
it should be out, so you can't yell at me for it being late! Ja ne!