##HI! Sorry it took so long, thanks for reviewing, I can't write much now
cause of finals, but here's something to keep you a bit interesting.I hope.
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Sequel-Chapter 2
"I don't think that pheasant is supposed to look like that Jon." I state while looking over his shoulder towards a blackened lump in the middle of the fire. It was around noon when we stopped to eat. It is now around an hour past. The others are sparing against each other behind us.
"What was that Niki?" Daran turns to ask me while getting a foot in his side. "Oomph! Why'd you kick me Jenn!" He shouts in agony.
"I didn't mean too! You were supposed to block it you numbskull!" Jen yells back.
"Oh nothing, I was just commenting on how we should never ask Jon to cook again!" I grumpily reply.
"Shut up Niki! I've never cooked before!" Jon shouts while poking the lump away from the fire.
With that everyone comes over to take a look.
"Could we use it as bait?" Dirk asks in amusement.
"No! I don't even think the wild dogs would eat this piece of charred.bird?" Jen states in uncertainty.
"Don't look now guys, but I think we are about to meet the locals around here." Daran mumbles while grabbing his sword and dagger.
A group of ten strong, but also dirty, looking men were walking up to our little campsite.
"They probably saw the smoke from the burning bird." I mutter under my breath, earning myself an elbow in my side from Jon and snickers from the others.
"Uh, Hello good people. To what do we owe this delightful meeting?" Dirk manages to speak before the leader sneers and whips out a knife.
"Hand over the blue eyed one and we'll let you live." Commanded the disgusting looking red head to the left of the leader.
"Well, I didn't know you guys were into that, but alright, here." Daran states jovially pushing Jon towards the group of bandits.
The leader just pushes Jon back, to the amusement of our entire group.not to theirs unfortunately.
"Do you mean me?" I ask politely while stepping forward. Jon shoots me a 'what the hell are you doing' look.
"Yea, come with us and your friends won't be hurt." Sniggered the leader.
"How about a deal. I'll fight your best man here, if he wins, I'll go with your group, no qualms about it." That produced some hoots and laughs.
"And if you should win, but I doubt it very much."
"If I win, you will give us what you're carrying and leave us be." I answer with a straight face, eying the food on their packs.
"Alright sugar, but don't think you can get out of the deal now when you're begging for mercy. Slater, you're up!" barked the leader.
Stretching out a bit Jon whispers in my ear. I think it had something to do with questioning my sanity or what not, but I was concentrating on my opponent, Slater.
A second later we began to circle each other, sizing the other up.
Sequel-Chapter 2
"I don't think that pheasant is supposed to look like that Jon." I state while looking over his shoulder towards a blackened lump in the middle of the fire. It was around noon when we stopped to eat. It is now around an hour past. The others are sparing against each other behind us.
"What was that Niki?" Daran turns to ask me while getting a foot in his side. "Oomph! Why'd you kick me Jenn!" He shouts in agony.
"I didn't mean too! You were supposed to block it you numbskull!" Jen yells back.
"Oh nothing, I was just commenting on how we should never ask Jon to cook again!" I grumpily reply.
"Shut up Niki! I've never cooked before!" Jon shouts while poking the lump away from the fire.
With that everyone comes over to take a look.
"Could we use it as bait?" Dirk asks in amusement.
"No! I don't even think the wild dogs would eat this piece of charred.bird?" Jen states in uncertainty.
"Don't look now guys, but I think we are about to meet the locals around here." Daran mumbles while grabbing his sword and dagger.
A group of ten strong, but also dirty, looking men were walking up to our little campsite.
"They probably saw the smoke from the burning bird." I mutter under my breath, earning myself an elbow in my side from Jon and snickers from the others.
"Uh, Hello good people. To what do we owe this delightful meeting?" Dirk manages to speak before the leader sneers and whips out a knife.
"Hand over the blue eyed one and we'll let you live." Commanded the disgusting looking red head to the left of the leader.
"Well, I didn't know you guys were into that, but alright, here." Daran states jovially pushing Jon towards the group of bandits.
The leader just pushes Jon back, to the amusement of our entire group.not to theirs unfortunately.
"Do you mean me?" I ask politely while stepping forward. Jon shoots me a 'what the hell are you doing' look.
"Yea, come with us and your friends won't be hurt." Sniggered the leader.
"How about a deal. I'll fight your best man here, if he wins, I'll go with your group, no qualms about it." That produced some hoots and laughs.
"And if you should win, but I doubt it very much."
"If I win, you will give us what you're carrying and leave us be." I answer with a straight face, eying the food on their packs.
"Alright sugar, but don't think you can get out of the deal now when you're begging for mercy. Slater, you're up!" barked the leader.
Stretching out a bit Jon whispers in my ear. I think it had something to do with questioning my sanity or what not, but I was concentrating on my opponent, Slater.
A second later we began to circle each other, sizing the other up.