IT'S NOT MY FAULT! IT'S NOT MY FAULT! I have been completely technology
deprived. It was soooo horrible. I wanted to cry. My parent's computer
was in for repair at Best Buy and I didn't have a computer to use for
almost a week. I though I'd die from technology withdrawal. And I felt
worse cause I promised the next chapter on Friday. Horrible horrible
horrible. But now I have a computer, so here is the next chapter.
A/N: There is ONE Curse word in this chapter. WARNING WARNING!
Also: Thank you everyone for voting. I got SO many responses. One of the questions tied so I had to make a draw on it, but I almost died of happiness when I opened my email this afternoon and saw like 20 messages from you people. You guys are ALL SO COOL!
Anyway: Enjoy
Karigan
Complications
'Acid Rain'
A load screech pierced painfully through his ears. Almost immediately Numair registered it as the familiar hawk-like call that came from Justice on occasion. He felt his heart pick up speed in trepidation as he flung himself from his squatting position near the fire. His arm flew up and out to sweep into a large arc as he let his gift fly. Black sparkling magic flew from his hand to form a protective barrier around Alanna, Kitten, Buri, a soldier of the king's own and himself. A group of arrows slammed into the black magic seconds after it solidified, snapping on impact.
He got his first look around after the initial shock. Arrows continued to rain down on them. From the corner of his eye he caught sight of a group of arrows slamming into the herd of warhorses. Neighs of pain and hysterics could be heard from the horses; as well as the sound of one or two large bodies falling to the ground. Two of the King's own were down, one from an arrow to the back and the other through the neck. Rauol was ducking under the storage cart screaming orders to his men to grab their weapons. Alanna was screaming and cursing madly into a small purple magic bubble in her hand.
Numair looked around frantically trying to see where the arrows had come from. He looked to the side of the road and saw Justice practically flying towards them, jumping over logs and shoving aside foliage. Her eyes were wide open in fright. He held out his hand and yelled for her to freeze. To his amazement, that's precisely what she did feet from the side of the road. "Stay there! You're safer among the trees!" She nodded mutely, her face pale.
The horses were kicking and fighting their ropes madly. Alanna, who was still screaming into her purple bubble let out a string of very vivid words that made one of the men who was wrapping torn cloth around his fellow soldiers arm look up and blush. Numair turned towards the horses again and saw Cloud fidgeting and pawing the ground nervously. An arrow pierced the straw of a woven basket hanging to her side. Numair had a second of panic until he saw Kitten shoot her head out of the basket and trill at the offending arrow angrily. Onua shot up from behind a wagon that hid the rest of their unhurt numbers and ran towards the horses, intent on seeing to their injuries.
Numair heard some kind of whistling sound from far away a second before he heard Justice yell to watch out. He shot the magic barrier back up to protect them from a new shower of arrows. He looked towards the unprotected horses when his throat caught in shock. Onua, hearing Justice's yell of another attack of arrows, turned around. Arrows fell from the sky like rain drops. Numair tried to call out to her, but he was to late. An arrow pierced into the right side of Onua's chest. Her eyes opened wide in shock and she let out a strangled cry of pain. The impact of the arrow pushed her back. Her right foot took a stumbling step backwards in a sloppy attempt to keep balance. Her right arm reached forward as to grab on to something as she fell backwards onto her back.
Alanna screeched in rage from behind Numair and across the road he saw Buri fighting to get past one of the King's own in order to go to Onua. Justice was leaning against a tree, her eyes wide and staring at Onua's prone body, her face completely blank otherwise. He didn't know how many seconds or minutes he sat there squatting and staring at Onua's body. All he knew was the sudden yelling of Alanna to get up because 'the bastards were finally coming to fight face to face'. He got to his legs shakily and reached for his staff that was stored in the wagon, his ears filling with the ringing war cries of their attackers as they drew nearer. The world seemed to move in slow motion as he reached in to grab Wyrens gift. A quick glance to the right gave him the view of Buri frantically trying to revive Onua. The two other hit men lay on the ground; their eyes open in a dead stare. There was no saving them. He watched as Alanna, Raoul and the King's own mounted the standing horses and flanked into position. At least 5 horses had gone down. He turned and faced their attackers. At least 80 men it looked like. He swallowed in trepidation. The odds were not in their favor. His last thoughts as he reached for his gift in attack was 'I need to get to Daine.'
A/N: There is ONE Curse word in this chapter. WARNING WARNING!
Also: Thank you everyone for voting. I got SO many responses. One of the questions tied so I had to make a draw on it, but I almost died of happiness when I opened my email this afternoon and saw like 20 messages from you people. You guys are ALL SO COOL!
Anyway: Enjoy
Karigan
Complications
'Acid Rain'
A load screech pierced painfully through his ears. Almost immediately Numair registered it as the familiar hawk-like call that came from Justice on occasion. He felt his heart pick up speed in trepidation as he flung himself from his squatting position near the fire. His arm flew up and out to sweep into a large arc as he let his gift fly. Black sparkling magic flew from his hand to form a protective barrier around Alanna, Kitten, Buri, a soldier of the king's own and himself. A group of arrows slammed into the black magic seconds after it solidified, snapping on impact.
He got his first look around after the initial shock. Arrows continued to rain down on them. From the corner of his eye he caught sight of a group of arrows slamming into the herd of warhorses. Neighs of pain and hysterics could be heard from the horses; as well as the sound of one or two large bodies falling to the ground. Two of the King's own were down, one from an arrow to the back and the other through the neck. Rauol was ducking under the storage cart screaming orders to his men to grab their weapons. Alanna was screaming and cursing madly into a small purple magic bubble in her hand.
Numair looked around frantically trying to see where the arrows had come from. He looked to the side of the road and saw Justice practically flying towards them, jumping over logs and shoving aside foliage. Her eyes were wide open in fright. He held out his hand and yelled for her to freeze. To his amazement, that's precisely what she did feet from the side of the road. "Stay there! You're safer among the trees!" She nodded mutely, her face pale.
The horses were kicking and fighting their ropes madly. Alanna, who was still screaming into her purple bubble let out a string of very vivid words that made one of the men who was wrapping torn cloth around his fellow soldiers arm look up and blush. Numair turned towards the horses again and saw Cloud fidgeting and pawing the ground nervously. An arrow pierced the straw of a woven basket hanging to her side. Numair had a second of panic until he saw Kitten shoot her head out of the basket and trill at the offending arrow angrily. Onua shot up from behind a wagon that hid the rest of their unhurt numbers and ran towards the horses, intent on seeing to their injuries.
Numair heard some kind of whistling sound from far away a second before he heard Justice yell to watch out. He shot the magic barrier back up to protect them from a new shower of arrows. He looked towards the unprotected horses when his throat caught in shock. Onua, hearing Justice's yell of another attack of arrows, turned around. Arrows fell from the sky like rain drops. Numair tried to call out to her, but he was to late. An arrow pierced into the right side of Onua's chest. Her eyes opened wide in shock and she let out a strangled cry of pain. The impact of the arrow pushed her back. Her right foot took a stumbling step backwards in a sloppy attempt to keep balance. Her right arm reached forward as to grab on to something as she fell backwards onto her back.
Alanna screeched in rage from behind Numair and across the road he saw Buri fighting to get past one of the King's own in order to go to Onua. Justice was leaning against a tree, her eyes wide and staring at Onua's prone body, her face completely blank otherwise. He didn't know how many seconds or minutes he sat there squatting and staring at Onua's body. All he knew was the sudden yelling of Alanna to get up because 'the bastards were finally coming to fight face to face'. He got to his legs shakily and reached for his staff that was stored in the wagon, his ears filling with the ringing war cries of their attackers as they drew nearer. The world seemed to move in slow motion as he reached in to grab Wyrens gift. A quick glance to the right gave him the view of Buri frantically trying to revive Onua. The two other hit men lay on the ground; their eyes open in a dead stare. There was no saving them. He watched as Alanna, Raoul and the King's own mounted the standing horses and flanked into position. At least 5 horses had gone down. He turned and faced their attackers. At least 80 men it looked like. He swallowed in trepidation. The odds were not in their favor. His last thoughts as he reached for his gift in attack was 'I need to get to Daine.'