Author Note: Ok now I don't know if this chapter is going to be as long as
the first one cus that was really long but it will hopefully be a little
bit better. Don't forget to review!!!
Disclaimer: Okay so yeah I wished I owned all of these characters and the parts of the story that I didn't change and everything but unfortunately for me I don't. Lucky you.
CHAPTER 2: WHERE TO GO
Kat's POV- Waking up I just wanted to lay in that comfortable bed forever. Wait a minute. Bed? Last I remember I was in the woods. I opened my eyes and saw a red canopy above me and wondered where I was. Quickly I sat up and immediately regretted it. My head felt like someone had cracked it open with an axe. Then I remembered the roaring Saxon with his battle-axe and wondered if he had killed me and this was some kind of after life. I pinched my arm really hard and was relieved when I felt the pain but it didn't really go away. Looking down at my arm, I saw that someone had bandaged the cut and I had renewed the pain by pinching myself. I sighed, feeling like an idiot. Looking around I saw that I was in some kind of elegantly dressed bedchamber with a door leading out to a wide balcony. I saw out the window that the day had ended and it was getting kind of late, the darkness pushing down on the last rays of the sun. Slowly I put my legs over the side of the bed and had to stop to ease the aching of my head. Then I got shakily to my feet and stumbled over to the door to the balcony. It looked like a beautiful night outside and I decided to go out for a while. Turning the cold handle, I pushed the door open with only a little difficulty and stepped out into the cool night air. Leaving the door cracked open for fear of being locked out, I walked to the edge and looked down, holding on to the wide stones so as not to fall suddenly. I was quite a ways up and couldn't really see the river that I could hear far below. Feeling suddenly brave, I pulled myself up on the rail and swung both my legs over, balanced perfectly on the narrow berth.
Peering as far as I could into the darkness, all I could see for miles around were gently rolling hills and at the very edge of my sight, a small settlement with little hut-like buildings and a few other, grander looking buildings. Suddenly my mind went back to the first time I met Zach.
Flashback: "Hey. Can I sit here?" I looked up into those dark green eyes, caught completely by surprise. He smiled when he saw me look at him like that and the sight took my breath away. I stumbled through my mind trying to remember what he had asked me because I was so completely lost. "Ah, yeah sure." Stupid, stupid, stupid. Could I not sound like more of an idiot? My blunt answer pissed me off more and more as he sat down next to me on the bus and I fought the urge to bang my head against the seat in front of me. Instead I just stared at the back of his head as he talked to the person across from him. He had black hair and was taller than me by the look of it. "So Zach what'd ya get on the exam? That shit was really hard." I heard someone say to him. Zach. I loved that name; especially when it was associated with him. I didn't hear anything else for a while except his voice echoing in my head. Then his friend got off and he moved to the seat across from me. I turned away expecting him to start talking to someone else but was completely surprised when I heard him talking to me. "Hey so what's your name?" he asked me, his eyes looking into mine. "Ah, Kat. And you're Zach?" he smiled again when I stumbled over my words. He must think I'm such an idiot, I thought. "Yeah, so David told me that you live down the road from us. You want to hang out some time?" "Sure." So every day after school, we'd go up to the park and hang out. After a while, he started warming up to me. One day he didn't say anything for a long while and I could tell something was bothering him. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. "Zach, are you mad at me?" I asked slowly. He looked up at me, startled as if he had been deep in thought. "No, no of course not. Why?" "Well you just seem so quiet today, I was wondering if it was something I did. Well what's wrong? You never have nothing to say." I looked at him expectantly, knowing by the look on his face now that he wanted to tell me something. For a moment, I thought he was going to say something, but then he looked away. Then suddenly he turned back to me and leaned in and I could tell that he was about to kiss me. We were so close I could feel his breath on my face but just before his lips reached mine, we heard a yell of disbelief. "What the hell are you doing?" Zach's brother Joe screamed at us as we pulled apart. "Is this what you do every time you two come back here? Go and make out?" He didn't even give us a chance to explain. I knew that he liked me a lot and it made me feel a little bit sorry for him, him catching us at what we were about to do. He was probably going to get into a big fight with Zach now when they got home because of what had happened. I really hoped that they wouldn't beat each other up when they got home, they'd done it before over other girls.
As Zach walked me home later that day, we were both really quiet and awkward. Neither of us really knew what to say, so we walked back to my house silent the whole way. When we finally reached my driveway, it felt like we had been walking forever. We both turned toward each other, knowing that we had to say something before we parted ways; but before he could say anything, I turned suddenly and ran down the driveway. After that, we both acted like nothing had ever happened but we knew our friendship would never be the same.
End Flashback
As I sat on the ledge, thinking of Zach, I realized that I had started humming a song that I had just heard a few hours before I saw that wizard on the street. It was a rather sad song, or so I thought, but I loved it all the same and it reminded me of Zach every time I heard it. The tune was sad but the words were beautiful.
In the arms of the angel, Far away from here. In the arms of the angel, I hope you find some comfort here.
I broke off and started humming softly when I thought I heard something from back in the room. I felt something on my face and when I tried to wipe it off, I realized it was a tear and that I was crying. As I looked at the moisture on my fingers, I suddenly burst and put my head in my hands, sobbing away all the trouble that had suddenly and without warning brought themselves upon me. Where was I and why was I brought here? Who was that strange old man who seemed so much like the description of a wizard? Was I ever going to get home? While all these questions were going through my mind at once, I heard the creak of the door behind me. Tearing my face away from my hands, I whipped around and felt myself slip from the railing and start to fall. As I thought I was going to die, I felt a strong hand firmly wrapped around my arm and a deep voice telling me to hold on.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Looking up, I saw the same deep blue eyes that I had seen earlier that day. Except this time instead of being filled with surprise, they were filled with fear. He started pulling me up back over the stones, and when I got to where I could reach the edge I grabbed hold and pulled myself up. As I got over the edge, I realized he hadn't expected me to do that and I ended up tumbling into him and causing us both to fall onto the floor. Once again I found myself lying on top of him, pinning him to the ground. Breathing hard, for once again my head was pounding, I found I was too tired to get up. As I looked at him I saw that he was studying me and I struggled not to smile. Instead I just propped my elbows on either side of his head and tried to act as if I was behaving perfectly normal. "Who are you?" I finally asked him so that I wouldn't seem too strange just lying on him staring at me. "Ah, my name's Gwydion, uh I mean Arthur." His voice cracked on his name and I could feel a giggle coming up but I tried to hold it in. "Who are you?" he said after a minute sounding a little more confidant "My name's Kat." I said then cracked and started to giggle. He looked so surprised, I decided not to tell him the real reason of why I was laughing when he asked me what was so funny so I made something up. "Well I was just thinking what this would look like to anyone who walked out here and saw us like this." I could tell that he was processing what I had said and saw him look down at the position we were in. I decided not to further embarrass him so I rolled off of him. When I did I felt suddenly cold that I could no longer feel him breathing or see his eyes looking into mine. Trying to strike up the conversation again I tried to think of something else to say. "So is this your castle?" I finally asked him and felt almost as stupid as I had the first time I talked to Zach. Of course it wasn't his castle, he was at least my age, probably a few years older. "Not mine, my foster father's." he said after a moment's hesitation and when he said it I could sense a slight tone of bitterness in his voice. "Where are you from? I've never seen you before." When he said that I was slightly surprised and turned to look at him, only to find him staring off into space. "From far, far away. A place you've probably never heard of." Saying this I felt suddenly afraid again and sat up beside him. Where was I anyway? How did I know that I was far away? "Were you the one I ran into this morning?" I asked him, already sure of the answer. I had never seen such deep blue eyes anywhere and unless they were quite common here, which I doubted, there couldn't be anyone with that same intense blue that seemed to bore into your soul, looking to see all of your secrets. They reminded me of the eyes of the old man in the ally. "Ah, yes actually, almost lost my head there." He said, trying to make it sound like nothing. I felt so bad for just running away and not even warning him that there was a vicious mad man after me. I stared at him, thinking about the sound of the axe hitting the tree. So it had been a miss. Well duh, of course it had been a miss! Otherwise he wouldn't be laying right here next to me, staring at me, in a way he really shouldn't have been staring at me. "It's getting late," I said suddenly. "I, I'm glad I got to talk to you Arthur, uh Gwydion, or well whatever your name is. I trailed off as I noticed him leaning in and couldn't control myself as I did the same. Why did he have to be so cute? And so nice to talk to? And, and, and, well so damn sexy? Then I felt his lips on mine as I slowly closed my eyes. I felt so swept away; I didn't really know what to do. Tentatively, I put my hands on his broad shoulders, then snaked them around to the back of his head. Getting slightly carried away, I ran them up through his hair when he put his arms around my waist. Then I realized what was happening and pushed him away. "I don't know you at all." I said suddenly, feeling myself turn red. The way he smiled at me was unnerving. "Gwydion was my name once, but now it's Arthur." He said quietly almost as if he was unsure of himself. With that I got up and walked back into my room. Running to the desk, I started searching around for something to write with. Suddenly I heard the door open and spun around. Staring at me from the door was a middle-aged woman, shaking her head. "Ah so our young maiden from the woods has finally awoken!" she said, her face breaking into a smile. All I could do was stand there and gape at her, pressing my back into the desk. "I am the mistress of this castle, the lady Flavilla. And you are?" She paused, waiting for me to answer her.
Disclaimer: Okay so yeah I wished I owned all of these characters and the parts of the story that I didn't change and everything but unfortunately for me I don't. Lucky you.
CHAPTER 2: WHERE TO GO
Kat's POV- Waking up I just wanted to lay in that comfortable bed forever. Wait a minute. Bed? Last I remember I was in the woods. I opened my eyes and saw a red canopy above me and wondered where I was. Quickly I sat up and immediately regretted it. My head felt like someone had cracked it open with an axe. Then I remembered the roaring Saxon with his battle-axe and wondered if he had killed me and this was some kind of after life. I pinched my arm really hard and was relieved when I felt the pain but it didn't really go away. Looking down at my arm, I saw that someone had bandaged the cut and I had renewed the pain by pinching myself. I sighed, feeling like an idiot. Looking around I saw that I was in some kind of elegantly dressed bedchamber with a door leading out to a wide balcony. I saw out the window that the day had ended and it was getting kind of late, the darkness pushing down on the last rays of the sun. Slowly I put my legs over the side of the bed and had to stop to ease the aching of my head. Then I got shakily to my feet and stumbled over to the door to the balcony. It looked like a beautiful night outside and I decided to go out for a while. Turning the cold handle, I pushed the door open with only a little difficulty and stepped out into the cool night air. Leaving the door cracked open for fear of being locked out, I walked to the edge and looked down, holding on to the wide stones so as not to fall suddenly. I was quite a ways up and couldn't really see the river that I could hear far below. Feeling suddenly brave, I pulled myself up on the rail and swung both my legs over, balanced perfectly on the narrow berth.
Peering as far as I could into the darkness, all I could see for miles around were gently rolling hills and at the very edge of my sight, a small settlement with little hut-like buildings and a few other, grander looking buildings. Suddenly my mind went back to the first time I met Zach.
Flashback: "Hey. Can I sit here?" I looked up into those dark green eyes, caught completely by surprise. He smiled when he saw me look at him like that and the sight took my breath away. I stumbled through my mind trying to remember what he had asked me because I was so completely lost. "Ah, yeah sure." Stupid, stupid, stupid. Could I not sound like more of an idiot? My blunt answer pissed me off more and more as he sat down next to me on the bus and I fought the urge to bang my head against the seat in front of me. Instead I just stared at the back of his head as he talked to the person across from him. He had black hair and was taller than me by the look of it. "So Zach what'd ya get on the exam? That shit was really hard." I heard someone say to him. Zach. I loved that name; especially when it was associated with him. I didn't hear anything else for a while except his voice echoing in my head. Then his friend got off and he moved to the seat across from me. I turned away expecting him to start talking to someone else but was completely surprised when I heard him talking to me. "Hey so what's your name?" he asked me, his eyes looking into mine. "Ah, Kat. And you're Zach?" he smiled again when I stumbled over my words. He must think I'm such an idiot, I thought. "Yeah, so David told me that you live down the road from us. You want to hang out some time?" "Sure." So every day after school, we'd go up to the park and hang out. After a while, he started warming up to me. One day he didn't say anything for a long while and I could tell something was bothering him. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. "Zach, are you mad at me?" I asked slowly. He looked up at me, startled as if he had been deep in thought. "No, no of course not. Why?" "Well you just seem so quiet today, I was wondering if it was something I did. Well what's wrong? You never have nothing to say." I looked at him expectantly, knowing by the look on his face now that he wanted to tell me something. For a moment, I thought he was going to say something, but then he looked away. Then suddenly he turned back to me and leaned in and I could tell that he was about to kiss me. We were so close I could feel his breath on my face but just before his lips reached mine, we heard a yell of disbelief. "What the hell are you doing?" Zach's brother Joe screamed at us as we pulled apart. "Is this what you do every time you two come back here? Go and make out?" He didn't even give us a chance to explain. I knew that he liked me a lot and it made me feel a little bit sorry for him, him catching us at what we were about to do. He was probably going to get into a big fight with Zach now when they got home because of what had happened. I really hoped that they wouldn't beat each other up when they got home, they'd done it before over other girls.
As Zach walked me home later that day, we were both really quiet and awkward. Neither of us really knew what to say, so we walked back to my house silent the whole way. When we finally reached my driveway, it felt like we had been walking forever. We both turned toward each other, knowing that we had to say something before we parted ways; but before he could say anything, I turned suddenly and ran down the driveway. After that, we both acted like nothing had ever happened but we knew our friendship would never be the same.
End Flashback
As I sat on the ledge, thinking of Zach, I realized that I had started humming a song that I had just heard a few hours before I saw that wizard on the street. It was a rather sad song, or so I thought, but I loved it all the same and it reminded me of Zach every time I heard it. The tune was sad but the words were beautiful.
In the arms of the angel, Far away from here. In the arms of the angel, I hope you find some comfort here.
I broke off and started humming softly when I thought I heard something from back in the room. I felt something on my face and when I tried to wipe it off, I realized it was a tear and that I was crying. As I looked at the moisture on my fingers, I suddenly burst and put my head in my hands, sobbing away all the trouble that had suddenly and without warning brought themselves upon me. Where was I and why was I brought here? Who was that strange old man who seemed so much like the description of a wizard? Was I ever going to get home? While all these questions were going through my mind at once, I heard the creak of the door behind me. Tearing my face away from my hands, I whipped around and felt myself slip from the railing and start to fall. As I thought I was going to die, I felt a strong hand firmly wrapped around my arm and a deep voice telling me to hold on.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Looking up, I saw the same deep blue eyes that I had seen earlier that day. Except this time instead of being filled with surprise, they were filled with fear. He started pulling me up back over the stones, and when I got to where I could reach the edge I grabbed hold and pulled myself up. As I got over the edge, I realized he hadn't expected me to do that and I ended up tumbling into him and causing us both to fall onto the floor. Once again I found myself lying on top of him, pinning him to the ground. Breathing hard, for once again my head was pounding, I found I was too tired to get up. As I looked at him I saw that he was studying me and I struggled not to smile. Instead I just propped my elbows on either side of his head and tried to act as if I was behaving perfectly normal. "Who are you?" I finally asked him so that I wouldn't seem too strange just lying on him staring at me. "Ah, my name's Gwydion, uh I mean Arthur." His voice cracked on his name and I could feel a giggle coming up but I tried to hold it in. "Who are you?" he said after a minute sounding a little more confidant "My name's Kat." I said then cracked and started to giggle. He looked so surprised, I decided not to tell him the real reason of why I was laughing when he asked me what was so funny so I made something up. "Well I was just thinking what this would look like to anyone who walked out here and saw us like this." I could tell that he was processing what I had said and saw him look down at the position we were in. I decided not to further embarrass him so I rolled off of him. When I did I felt suddenly cold that I could no longer feel him breathing or see his eyes looking into mine. Trying to strike up the conversation again I tried to think of something else to say. "So is this your castle?" I finally asked him and felt almost as stupid as I had the first time I talked to Zach. Of course it wasn't his castle, he was at least my age, probably a few years older. "Not mine, my foster father's." he said after a moment's hesitation and when he said it I could sense a slight tone of bitterness in his voice. "Where are you from? I've never seen you before." When he said that I was slightly surprised and turned to look at him, only to find him staring off into space. "From far, far away. A place you've probably never heard of." Saying this I felt suddenly afraid again and sat up beside him. Where was I anyway? How did I know that I was far away? "Were you the one I ran into this morning?" I asked him, already sure of the answer. I had never seen such deep blue eyes anywhere and unless they were quite common here, which I doubted, there couldn't be anyone with that same intense blue that seemed to bore into your soul, looking to see all of your secrets. They reminded me of the eyes of the old man in the ally. "Ah, yes actually, almost lost my head there." He said, trying to make it sound like nothing. I felt so bad for just running away and not even warning him that there was a vicious mad man after me. I stared at him, thinking about the sound of the axe hitting the tree. So it had been a miss. Well duh, of course it had been a miss! Otherwise he wouldn't be laying right here next to me, staring at me, in a way he really shouldn't have been staring at me. "It's getting late," I said suddenly. "I, I'm glad I got to talk to you Arthur, uh Gwydion, or well whatever your name is. I trailed off as I noticed him leaning in and couldn't control myself as I did the same. Why did he have to be so cute? And so nice to talk to? And, and, and, well so damn sexy? Then I felt his lips on mine as I slowly closed my eyes. I felt so swept away; I didn't really know what to do. Tentatively, I put my hands on his broad shoulders, then snaked them around to the back of his head. Getting slightly carried away, I ran them up through his hair when he put his arms around my waist. Then I realized what was happening and pushed him away. "I don't know you at all." I said suddenly, feeling myself turn red. The way he smiled at me was unnerving. "Gwydion was my name once, but now it's Arthur." He said quietly almost as if he was unsure of himself. With that I got up and walked back into my room. Running to the desk, I started searching around for something to write with. Suddenly I heard the door open and spun around. Staring at me from the door was a middle-aged woman, shaking her head. "Ah so our young maiden from the woods has finally awoken!" she said, her face breaking into a smile. All I could do was stand there and gape at her, pressing my back into the desk. "I am the mistress of this castle, the lady Flavilla. And you are?" She paused, waiting for me to answer her.