Author's pre notes: I would like to formally apologize to Tiger221 You were
right it was suppose to Robert not Roxton, but I'm to lazy tot figure out
how to fix it. Grr I thought I was doing well to!! I just have Marguerite
and Roxton on the brain!!"
So sorry everyone!!
So close so so so close . . ..
"He's still not eating!" Veronica said agitated to Challenger and Ned as they hung toward the back.
"Yes, and he's not waking me up for my turn to watch" said Ned
They were two days into their journey to rescue Marguerite and Roxton was getting worse and worse.
They watched the Lord as he stalked through the jungle. Then he stopped suddenly.
He told everyone to hush.
"What is it?" Challenger asked
"Horses" said Veronica hearing it to.
Suddenly a horse came galloping into the path and bucked up and stopped suddenly startled by something. It's rider fell from it falling to the side.
"It's Daknet," said Veronica surprised
They ran over to him, Malone settled the horse.
"Daknet what is the matter?"
"You-You can't do this"
"What she she- isn't what you think, Haiton he-he is not telling the full truth,"
"Wait slow down" said Ned
But he couldn't finish, he fell unconscious.
Then a group of warriors ran into the clearing. (Same group Deanna and Marguerite had fought days before)
"Is he alright?" they asked
"Yes He fell from his horse" Challenger
"The horse bucked into a tree we thought him dead"
"Why are you here?
" We –we are patrolling" said a very young man stuttering
"We will take care of him," they said still holding their spears.
So the explorers were forced to continue on.
"That was strange," said Roxton
"Well you know those things happen," said Challenger
"But it seemed like he was trying to tell us something" said Veronica
"He was clearly delirious," said Ned
"I don't know," said Roxton "Something is going on"
"But I think Marguerite is first" said Challenger
Roxton just look back at him startled that he could think she had ever left his thoughts.
Author's Notes: Ok Now I have the next chapter done but am waiting--- this chapter is leading right up to it. So the next chapter!! The excitement begins. Dear god help me!!
Reviews are motivating . . . .
So sorry everyone!!
So close so so so close . . ..
"He's still not eating!" Veronica said agitated to Challenger and Ned as they hung toward the back.
"Yes, and he's not waking me up for my turn to watch" said Ned
They were two days into their journey to rescue Marguerite and Roxton was getting worse and worse.
They watched the Lord as he stalked through the jungle. Then he stopped suddenly.
He told everyone to hush.
"What is it?" Challenger asked
"Horses" said Veronica hearing it to.
Suddenly a horse came galloping into the path and bucked up and stopped suddenly startled by something. It's rider fell from it falling to the side.
"It's Daknet," said Veronica surprised
They ran over to him, Malone settled the horse.
"Daknet what is the matter?"
"You-You can't do this"
"What she she- isn't what you think, Haiton he-he is not telling the full truth,"
"Wait slow down" said Ned
But he couldn't finish, he fell unconscious.
Then a group of warriors ran into the clearing. (Same group Deanna and Marguerite had fought days before)
"Is he alright?" they asked
"Yes He fell from his horse" Challenger
"The horse bucked into a tree we thought him dead"
"Why are you here?
" We –we are patrolling" said a very young man stuttering
"We will take care of him," they said still holding their spears.
So the explorers were forced to continue on.
"That was strange," said Roxton
"Well you know those things happen," said Challenger
"But it seemed like he was trying to tell us something" said Veronica
"He was clearly delirious," said Ned
"I don't know," said Roxton "Something is going on"
"But I think Marguerite is first" said Challenger
Roxton just look back at him startled that he could think she had ever left his thoughts.
Author's Notes: Ok Now I have the next chapter done but am waiting--- this chapter is leading right up to it. So the next chapter!! The excitement begins. Dear god help me!!
Reviews are motivating . . . .