8/15/03
Hi guys, thanks for your kind reviews of my last chapter. I'm hoping to update quite frequently within the next few weeks now that summer school finally over. I still don't know where I'm headed with this fic, or which areas I should or shouldn't cover. I guess we'll see as I write more and more. As always, all types of reviews are welcome! **TheChosenOne3, advice for an upcoming freshman going to college? Study hard, make sure you know what classes you actually need to take for your major (I accidentally took a few classes I didn't need.haha), and have tons of fun socializing with your floor if you live in the dorms! Also get to know your campus, and the city. UCLA gave me lots of opportunities to do that.
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Looking around in consternation, he bit back a curse. Creeping into the area of the jungle where he and Marguerite had just left, he had expected to see Salin and his men still lounging around bandaging up their wounded. When he hadn't seen signs of them following their tracks, he thought it was the only possibility.
No guns no form of weapon on hand, Roxton silently crept to the center of the clearing, to the very spot where Marguerite had been held down not one hour ago.
Looking down at their tracks, Roxton thought, "Where the devil have they gone to? They didn't follow our tracks.they veered off North while we veered off East of them. Weren't they supposed to trade us off to the amazons?"
"I guess all that's important is that they're not after us anymore. Getting back to Marguerite should be the main goal at hand."
Turning around, checking his surroundings for any signs of an ambush, Roxton silently left the clearing and went back in the direction of the cave.
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"You see that boss? He fell for it! He's thinking we're not after them anymore!"
"Apparently the great hunter, Lord John Roxton, is too eager to go back to his woman. All the better for us to set up our trap." Salin smirked.
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Marguerite came to, with a sudden jolt. Inspecting her surroundings, with a dazed look, she wondered how she got to be in this cave. She glanced down at her body, looking at the torn blouse and the cut skirt, she gasped in pain as memories began to drift back to her at a hurtling and painful pace.
With a chocked sob, Marguerite leaned back against the rock. Knees bent towards her chest, she started rocking back and forth, mumbling words incoherently.
"No.no.why me.always again and again.it's always the same...just a body." Marguerite whispered, eyes wild.
Minutes later, she glanced down at her crossed hands on her knees. "What's this?" Marguerite wondered through tears.
"It's from Roxton's shirt! I'd know that pattern anywhere!" Marguerite exclaimed.
Roxton, Marguerite thought. Where's Roxton???
"John?" she called out quietly, then louder, "John!!??"
"John where are you!? John!?" Marguerite yelled.
Where could he be? What's happened to him! Where did he go? What if that.that man got him! He could be hurt! Dying! I've got to find him! Marguerite yelled in her mind.
Leaning against the rock, Marguerite filled with dreadful thoughts of a wounded John bleeding himself to death somewhere out there in the dangerous jungle, slowly supported herself up.
No sooner did she stand up, she heard a sharp sound coming from just outside the cave. She could hear the bushes outside the cave entrance rattling to and fro.
"He's back" Marguerite chocked out.
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Sorry about another short chapter. I'm going to update soon! No worries! Here's a question to leave off with you guys. Is it Roxton.or can maybe Salin? See you next time!
Hi guys, thanks for your kind reviews of my last chapter. I'm hoping to update quite frequently within the next few weeks now that summer school finally over. I still don't know where I'm headed with this fic, or which areas I should or shouldn't cover. I guess we'll see as I write more and more. As always, all types of reviews are welcome! **TheChosenOne3, advice for an upcoming freshman going to college? Study hard, make sure you know what classes you actually need to take for your major (I accidentally took a few classes I didn't need.haha), and have tons of fun socializing with your floor if you live in the dorms! Also get to know your campus, and the city. UCLA gave me lots of opportunities to do that.
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Looking around in consternation, he bit back a curse. Creeping into the area of the jungle where he and Marguerite had just left, he had expected to see Salin and his men still lounging around bandaging up their wounded. When he hadn't seen signs of them following their tracks, he thought it was the only possibility.
No guns no form of weapon on hand, Roxton silently crept to the center of the clearing, to the very spot where Marguerite had been held down not one hour ago.
Looking down at their tracks, Roxton thought, "Where the devil have they gone to? They didn't follow our tracks.they veered off North while we veered off East of them. Weren't they supposed to trade us off to the amazons?"
"I guess all that's important is that they're not after us anymore. Getting back to Marguerite should be the main goal at hand."
Turning around, checking his surroundings for any signs of an ambush, Roxton silently left the clearing and went back in the direction of the cave.
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"You see that boss? He fell for it! He's thinking we're not after them anymore!"
"Apparently the great hunter, Lord John Roxton, is too eager to go back to his woman. All the better for us to set up our trap." Salin smirked.
***************
Marguerite came to, with a sudden jolt. Inspecting her surroundings, with a dazed look, she wondered how she got to be in this cave. She glanced down at her body, looking at the torn blouse and the cut skirt, she gasped in pain as memories began to drift back to her at a hurtling and painful pace.
With a chocked sob, Marguerite leaned back against the rock. Knees bent towards her chest, she started rocking back and forth, mumbling words incoherently.
"No.no.why me.always again and again.it's always the same...just a body." Marguerite whispered, eyes wild.
Minutes later, she glanced down at her crossed hands on her knees. "What's this?" Marguerite wondered through tears.
"It's from Roxton's shirt! I'd know that pattern anywhere!" Marguerite exclaimed.
Roxton, Marguerite thought. Where's Roxton???
"John?" she called out quietly, then louder, "John!!??"
"John where are you!? John!?" Marguerite yelled.
Where could he be? What's happened to him! Where did he go? What if that.that man got him! He could be hurt! Dying! I've got to find him! Marguerite yelled in her mind.
Leaning against the rock, Marguerite filled with dreadful thoughts of a wounded John bleeding himself to death somewhere out there in the dangerous jungle, slowly supported herself up.
No sooner did she stand up, she heard a sharp sound coming from just outside the cave. She could hear the bushes outside the cave entrance rattling to and fro.
"He's back" Marguerite chocked out.
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Sorry about another short chapter. I'm going to update soon! No worries! Here's a question to leave off with you guys. Is it Roxton.or can maybe Salin? See you next time!