Hey Y'all! This is Muddy! I wrote this chapter a while ago and
finally uploaded it!
The whole mindspeech thing is an idea that I got from Mercedes Lackey, I didn't make it up myself, but mine is a little different. Every time it's used, I use italic letters and the words are in '' those things. So, read, enjoy, and review, (I like to know what you think, so let yourself go, and have a ghettalicious time!)
Chapter 4
I brought my left hand up quickly, slicing the arm wrapped around my neck. I brought my right hand down and sliced the dagger across my attacker's leg. He cursed, and tried to grab his arm and leg at the same time, falling over. I kicked him in the face, wincing at the crunching noise his nose made. He passed out.
"Isa! To you're left!" Will shouted.
I turned quickly, slashing out with my left hand. My dagger cut in the side of the attacker's head, and he fell to the ground with a thump.
"Back to back, Will!" I shouted.
Will found my back, and we continued fighting, leaning against each other. Three masked people circled us.
"Attack number 3, Will!" I said, over my shoulder.
I sensed Will grinning as he counted out loud, "Oonnneee, Ttwwwooo... Three!"
Our enemies braced themselves for an attack, but none came. They relaxed, confused. Then suddenly, we attacked, full force.
I stabbed one man, and he knelt down, cutting my arm as he went. I knocked him out with the hilt of my dagger. I looked for the other man, but couldn't find him. I saw a glint of steel in the shadows.
"Will! Watch out!" I yelled, and then I threw my knife, hearing a faint thump.
Will killed his attacker, and I slowly walked over to the man in the shadows, pulling my dagger out of his body. I slowly wiped it off on his shirt. Then promptly, I threw up, Will not far behind me.
I finally stopped, wiping my mouth on the sleeve of my ruined, bloody, dress. Will and I stood, looking surprised at the scene around us.
"That was random." He stated.
"Yeah. I guess we should go tell Jeff what happened." I said, sighing.
"Yeah, let's go." Will said, shaking his head.
Will and I walked closely together through the dark streets, amazed at the many events that had just happened.
We finally arrived at the door of the Dancing Dove, and opened it slowly, walking in. The room fell silent at our grimy appearances. I looked down. Will and I both were covered in blood, and my arm gave a sharp sting, and I realized that it was bleeding freely. Will had a long cut running up his arm, from his hand. Although both of our daggers were put away, it was quite obvious that we had just been in a dirty fight.
Jeff rushed over to us, concern on his face.
"What in bloody 'ell, happened to you?" He practically shouted.
"We were attacked on the way home by 7 men. They all should be dead." Will answered.
"I knew I should have sent men after you, to make sure you were safe. It would have been my fault if you two were killed, and would most likely have resulted in a war against Tortal and Harding." He said furiously, under his breath.
"Tom, John, and George, go clean up." Jeff ordered.
Three large men got up, nodded, and left quickly.
"Sit down, now." Jeff ordered.
We obeyed, gladly.
Dar came over with a perplexed look on his face.
"You'll find out later," I said, before he could even speak.
He nodded, " Well, at least let me heal you two."
"I have healing power, but I can't heal myself, only others." I said.
Dar nodded, and placed his hand on my arm, carefully. A blue light circled my arm, but then something weird happened. The green light of my gift suddenly sparkled around his blue. I felt a buzz of surprise course through me, that wasn't my own. Dar released my arm quickly. A thin, pink scar lay where the deep gash had been a moment before.
We stared at each other in surprise. Healings usually took much longer, and my gift shouldn't have interfered, and I defiantly shouldn't have been able to feel Dar's surprise. I could tell he was thinking the same thing, but I didn't want to know how exactly I knew that.
'Strange.' I thought.
Will nodded, 'Yeah' He said in my head.
'You can hear what I'm thinking?' I asked, almost afraid.
'What? Yeah, Isa? I guess I can.' He said, surprised.
'I think it's only when the thoughts are directed to you, I can "mindspeak" to Will, but I thought it was just a twin thing. Maybe there's certain people who have this power.' I "said" to Dar.
'Yeah, I read about an ancient power called mindspeech, but no one has had it for thousands of years.. Until us, of course.' Dar answered, still in my head.
We stared at each other, amazed.
"HEELLOO!!! Someone needs some healing here, so sorry to interrupt you're love fest." Will said, pointing to his arm.
"Will! Dar and I can mindspeech!" I whispered, taking his arm.
"So can we, but it's weird that you two can. Maybe I can talk to Dar, too." He said, thinking.
I started to heal his arm, but Dar took it away.
'You're too tired.' He stated, in my head.
'Yeah, Isa, you look horrible.' Will mindspoke.
'Wow, I can talk to Dar too.' He said.
'But I think it only works when you're thoughts are direct to us. Dar, try to only talk to Isa and block me out, if you can.'
'Ok, I'm only trying to talk to you.' Dar said.
'Could you hear that, Will?' I asked.
'Nope, so it can be directed.' He said.
"Hey! Kids! Wake up!" Jeff said, " You're so strange. You 3 just sat there staring at each other for 5 minutes. Isa, Will, I think you should get back, and go to sleep, early day tomorrow. I think we should separate you, so you're attackers don't try to kill you again. I'll take Will the back way, Dar, you take Isa the front way."
Dar nodded, I stood up and followed him out the door, matching my steps to his. I stopped suddenly. Dar stopped too. I felt my knees buckle under me, and there was a sharp pain in my ankle, Dar caught me as I fell, and helped me to a near by doorstep. I sat down.
"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned.
"My leg, I think it's cut, or I twisted my ankle." I answered, biting my lip.
Dar lifted up my skirt a little, taking of my shoe to reveal my ankle, which was swollen and many different purples, and greens. He gripped my ankle and began healing. My gift wrapped around his, but this healing was much more painful than the last. I was left with a normal ankle, but still gasping from the pain.
"Thanks," I said, through my teeth.
"Are you ok?" Dar asked.
"Yeah."
"Can you walk?" He asked.
I nodded, getting up. I almost fell, but Dar caught me around the waist, and helped me stand, leaning against him. I put my arm around his shoulder for support.
In this fashion we slowly made it to the house. I thanked Dar, and went inside. I went straight to my room, where a warm bath was waiting. I washed away all the dirt and changed into my nightshirt, falling instantly asleep, knowing that morning would come too soon.
The whole mindspeech thing is an idea that I got from Mercedes Lackey, I didn't make it up myself, but mine is a little different. Every time it's used, I use italic letters and the words are in '' those things. So, read, enjoy, and review, (I like to know what you think, so let yourself go, and have a ghettalicious time!)
Chapter 4
I brought my left hand up quickly, slicing the arm wrapped around my neck. I brought my right hand down and sliced the dagger across my attacker's leg. He cursed, and tried to grab his arm and leg at the same time, falling over. I kicked him in the face, wincing at the crunching noise his nose made. He passed out.
"Isa! To you're left!" Will shouted.
I turned quickly, slashing out with my left hand. My dagger cut in the side of the attacker's head, and he fell to the ground with a thump.
"Back to back, Will!" I shouted.
Will found my back, and we continued fighting, leaning against each other. Three masked people circled us.
"Attack number 3, Will!" I said, over my shoulder.
I sensed Will grinning as he counted out loud, "Oonnneee, Ttwwwooo... Three!"
Our enemies braced themselves for an attack, but none came. They relaxed, confused. Then suddenly, we attacked, full force.
I stabbed one man, and he knelt down, cutting my arm as he went. I knocked him out with the hilt of my dagger. I looked for the other man, but couldn't find him. I saw a glint of steel in the shadows.
"Will! Watch out!" I yelled, and then I threw my knife, hearing a faint thump.
Will killed his attacker, and I slowly walked over to the man in the shadows, pulling my dagger out of his body. I slowly wiped it off on his shirt. Then promptly, I threw up, Will not far behind me.
I finally stopped, wiping my mouth on the sleeve of my ruined, bloody, dress. Will and I stood, looking surprised at the scene around us.
"That was random." He stated.
"Yeah. I guess we should go tell Jeff what happened." I said, sighing.
"Yeah, let's go." Will said, shaking his head.
Will and I walked closely together through the dark streets, amazed at the many events that had just happened.
We finally arrived at the door of the Dancing Dove, and opened it slowly, walking in. The room fell silent at our grimy appearances. I looked down. Will and I both were covered in blood, and my arm gave a sharp sting, and I realized that it was bleeding freely. Will had a long cut running up his arm, from his hand. Although both of our daggers were put away, it was quite obvious that we had just been in a dirty fight.
Jeff rushed over to us, concern on his face.
"What in bloody 'ell, happened to you?" He practically shouted.
"We were attacked on the way home by 7 men. They all should be dead." Will answered.
"I knew I should have sent men after you, to make sure you were safe. It would have been my fault if you two were killed, and would most likely have resulted in a war against Tortal and Harding." He said furiously, under his breath.
"Tom, John, and George, go clean up." Jeff ordered.
Three large men got up, nodded, and left quickly.
"Sit down, now." Jeff ordered.
We obeyed, gladly.
Dar came over with a perplexed look on his face.
"You'll find out later," I said, before he could even speak.
He nodded, " Well, at least let me heal you two."
"I have healing power, but I can't heal myself, only others." I said.
Dar nodded, and placed his hand on my arm, carefully. A blue light circled my arm, but then something weird happened. The green light of my gift suddenly sparkled around his blue. I felt a buzz of surprise course through me, that wasn't my own. Dar released my arm quickly. A thin, pink scar lay where the deep gash had been a moment before.
We stared at each other in surprise. Healings usually took much longer, and my gift shouldn't have interfered, and I defiantly shouldn't have been able to feel Dar's surprise. I could tell he was thinking the same thing, but I didn't want to know how exactly I knew that.
'Strange.' I thought.
Will nodded, 'Yeah' He said in my head.
'You can hear what I'm thinking?' I asked, almost afraid.
'What? Yeah, Isa? I guess I can.' He said, surprised.
'I think it's only when the thoughts are directed to you, I can "mindspeak" to Will, but I thought it was just a twin thing. Maybe there's certain people who have this power.' I "said" to Dar.
'Yeah, I read about an ancient power called mindspeech, but no one has had it for thousands of years.. Until us, of course.' Dar answered, still in my head.
We stared at each other, amazed.
"HEELLOO!!! Someone needs some healing here, so sorry to interrupt you're love fest." Will said, pointing to his arm.
"Will! Dar and I can mindspeech!" I whispered, taking his arm.
"So can we, but it's weird that you two can. Maybe I can talk to Dar, too." He said, thinking.
I started to heal his arm, but Dar took it away.
'You're too tired.' He stated, in my head.
'Yeah, Isa, you look horrible.' Will mindspoke.
'Wow, I can talk to Dar too.' He said.
'But I think it only works when you're thoughts are direct to us. Dar, try to only talk to Isa and block me out, if you can.'
'Ok, I'm only trying to talk to you.' Dar said.
'Could you hear that, Will?' I asked.
'Nope, so it can be directed.' He said.
"Hey! Kids! Wake up!" Jeff said, " You're so strange. You 3 just sat there staring at each other for 5 minutes. Isa, Will, I think you should get back, and go to sleep, early day tomorrow. I think we should separate you, so you're attackers don't try to kill you again. I'll take Will the back way, Dar, you take Isa the front way."
Dar nodded, I stood up and followed him out the door, matching my steps to his. I stopped suddenly. Dar stopped too. I felt my knees buckle under me, and there was a sharp pain in my ankle, Dar caught me as I fell, and helped me to a near by doorstep. I sat down.
"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned.
"My leg, I think it's cut, or I twisted my ankle." I answered, biting my lip.
Dar lifted up my skirt a little, taking of my shoe to reveal my ankle, which was swollen and many different purples, and greens. He gripped my ankle and began healing. My gift wrapped around his, but this healing was much more painful than the last. I was left with a normal ankle, but still gasping from the pain.
"Thanks," I said, through my teeth.
"Are you ok?" Dar asked.
"Yeah."
"Can you walk?" He asked.
I nodded, getting up. I almost fell, but Dar caught me around the waist, and helped me stand, leaning against him. I put my arm around his shoulder for support.
In this fashion we slowly made it to the house. I thanked Dar, and went inside. I went straight to my room, where a warm bath was waiting. I washed away all the dirt and changed into my nightshirt, falling instantly asleep, knowing that morning would come too soon.