[A/N] I know that it's been a long time since I've updated, but I had
finals this week. p. I know, it stinks, but I had to study. **There is a
song being used in this chapter, and its by Linkin Park, called "Paper
Cut," from Hybrid Theory, so I'm telling you now.** BTW, Mikhail was
trained to use a bow at an early age, and by his FATHER! **hint, hint**
that's why he says "That was for you Ada." **hint, hint** And I had this
idea that maybe McGristle had a son before he left to hunt Drizzt, so yah,
that's how.
Chapter Fifteen
She stood on the balcony of her room, looking over the fields of Silverymoon. It had been three long days since Serenity had been found. Only the night before had she recovered enough to be able to tell her husband and the anxious, dwarf-raised woman about what had happened to the drow ranger. Memories of the night before echoed clearly in Catti-brie's mind.
Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here's not right today
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia's all I got left
"Did he say anythin' else?" Catti-brie asked quietly, looking the young Luchièlt woman's tired face. "Anythin'?"
Serenity nodded slightly, looking into the woman's sapphire eyes. "He asked me to tell all of his friends not to worry about him, and that he cares deeply about you all. Also said that if he never made it back, he would be watching over you."
I don't know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
Her intelligent green eyes looked into those of the woman next to her bed. "He also asked me to tell you, and only you, Catti-brie, that he loves you, and always will. He wants you to know that, since he seems to think that he wouldn't be able to get away from the drow alive."
It's like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face watches every time I lie
A face that laughs every time I fall
[it watches everything]
So I know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is hearing me right underneath my skin
Catti-brie looked at her with an expression dangerously close to shock on her face. She couldn't believe that he had given up ever seeing any of them, ever again. Something terrible must've happened to cause him to lose such hope.
Her eyes still fixed on the distant sunset, her hadn dropped to the pouch holding the onyx figurine. "We'll be findin' yer master, Guenwyvar. Don't ye be worryin'. We'll be findin' him."
( ( ( ( (
He moaned as consciousness and feeling came back to his limbs. His left arm was numb, his back felt as if it were on fire, and his ankle was twisted painfully. It took a few minutes to remember what exactly happened to him, what Kelnozz had been having fun doing.
The whips had dug into his skin again and again, the painful, spiked and many-thronged whips digging into the soft, black flesh of his back. He had bit through his lip to keep from crying out in pain. Only days ago, he had been given similar treatment. Then, he had been suspended from the ceiling, the whips curling around his legs, arms and pulled roughly from where they were, forming a burning welt where they had been.
It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin
The drow had continued with the whips for what had seemed like hours, before taking out what anger they had towards their prisoner with their fists. Adding to the burning, incredibly painful welts all over his body, he now had unseen bruises and likely, at least one broken rib.
Tears of humiliation ran down his face as he remembered having called out for his friends at some point during the rough beating. Calling out the longest for Catti-brie. That was where Kelnozz had truly taken to taunting him. Reminding the ranger that he was utterly alone in this god-forsaken place. Wrapping slender, black-skinned hands around the scrimshaw pendant of Mielikke's unicorn, he had laughed, recognizing the deity.
I know I've got a face in me
Points out all my mistakes to me
You've got a face on the inside too and
Your paranoia's probably worse
"Where's your goddess now, Drizzt Do'Urden?" He had asked, laughing at the ranger's heated glare. "Has the goddess forsaken her oh-so-loyal ranger so quickly? She has abandoned you, Ranger," he ground out the word harshly, "Do'Urden. You have no one left." His laughter was almost maniacal. "You're all alone."
Hard lavender eyes had looked up at him, pale violet flames burning within those one of a kind eyes. Of course, he had used that expression s an excuse for another beating.
I don't know what set me off first but I know what I can't stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
I can't add up to what you can but
His thoughts turned to the numbness in his left arm and he remembered the rack and how it had become dislocated. Reaching over painfully from where had was lying on his stomach on the cold, hard ground, he wrapped his right hand tightly around his upper left arm. Closing his eyes and clenching his jaw, the ranger forcefully relocated it. He barely stifled a cry, reaching his hand up to relocate his dislocated jaw.
After carefully relocating it, he allowed his hands to sink back down to the ground, letting the merciful darkness claim him once again.
( ( ( ( (
Everybody has a face that they hold inside
A face that awakes when they close their eyes
A face watches every time they lie
A face that laughs every time they fall
[and watches everything]
Catti-brie continued watching the horizon long after the sun had set, her sapphire eyes turning to watch the stars, her thoughts on the ranger now being held prisoner.
"It's a quiet evening tonight, isn't it, Catti-brie?" The deep voice from behind startled her. She turned to look at Wulfgar, standing in her doorway. When she nodded, he walked into the room and stood next to her. "It's been quiet since he was left behind."
"It has been, hasn't it?" She said softly, looking at the tall barbarian. "But we'll find him, whither he'll be believin' it or not."
So you know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is watching you too
Right inside your skin
"That we will, Catti-brie, we will." He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Do you have any idea where he's been taken?"
"The caves just east of where we had been campin' the night he be disappearin'." She said, looking over in that direction. "Or at least, that's the direction that Serenity be pointin' us in."
The barbarian nodded, one hand tightly gripping the handle of Aegis-Fang. He had been wondering about why Drizzt had run off that night without waking them up. It wasn't normal for the drow elf. He normally awakened the rest of them if and when something ever disturbed the watch, but that time, he had gone off alone, and that had apparently been what the drow had wanted when he had been captured.
The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me
He sighed, looking off in the direction that Catti-brie was looking in. Bruenor was still in his own room, getting ready for the trip. Gabriel was preparing a small band of his people to go with them, preparing for the fight.
Hopefully, Drizzt would come out alive.
[A/N] I hope you like! ^-^ Finals suck! p. Nasty, nasty, nasty. So does Values!!
Chapter Fifteen
She stood on the balcony of her room, looking over the fields of Silverymoon. It had been three long days since Serenity had been found. Only the night before had she recovered enough to be able to tell her husband and the anxious, dwarf-raised woman about what had happened to the drow ranger. Memories of the night before echoed clearly in Catti-brie's mind.
Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here's not right today
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia's all I got left
"Did he say anythin' else?" Catti-brie asked quietly, looking the young Luchièlt woman's tired face. "Anythin'?"
Serenity nodded slightly, looking into the woman's sapphire eyes. "He asked me to tell all of his friends not to worry about him, and that he cares deeply about you all. Also said that if he never made it back, he would be watching over you."
I don't know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
Her intelligent green eyes looked into those of the woman next to her bed. "He also asked me to tell you, and only you, Catti-brie, that he loves you, and always will. He wants you to know that, since he seems to think that he wouldn't be able to get away from the drow alive."
It's like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face watches every time I lie
A face that laughs every time I fall
[it watches everything]
So I know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is hearing me right underneath my skin
Catti-brie looked at her with an expression dangerously close to shock on her face. She couldn't believe that he had given up ever seeing any of them, ever again. Something terrible must've happened to cause him to lose such hope.
Her eyes still fixed on the distant sunset, her hadn dropped to the pouch holding the onyx figurine. "We'll be findin' yer master, Guenwyvar. Don't ye be worryin'. We'll be findin' him."
( ( ( ( (
He moaned as consciousness and feeling came back to his limbs. His left arm was numb, his back felt as if it were on fire, and his ankle was twisted painfully. It took a few minutes to remember what exactly happened to him, what Kelnozz had been having fun doing.
The whips had dug into his skin again and again, the painful, spiked and many-thronged whips digging into the soft, black flesh of his back. He had bit through his lip to keep from crying out in pain. Only days ago, he had been given similar treatment. Then, he had been suspended from the ceiling, the whips curling around his legs, arms and pulled roughly from where they were, forming a burning welt where they had been.
It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin
The drow had continued with the whips for what had seemed like hours, before taking out what anger they had towards their prisoner with their fists. Adding to the burning, incredibly painful welts all over his body, he now had unseen bruises and likely, at least one broken rib.
Tears of humiliation ran down his face as he remembered having called out for his friends at some point during the rough beating. Calling out the longest for Catti-brie. That was where Kelnozz had truly taken to taunting him. Reminding the ranger that he was utterly alone in this god-forsaken place. Wrapping slender, black-skinned hands around the scrimshaw pendant of Mielikke's unicorn, he had laughed, recognizing the deity.
I know I've got a face in me
Points out all my mistakes to me
You've got a face on the inside too and
Your paranoia's probably worse
"Where's your goddess now, Drizzt Do'Urden?" He had asked, laughing at the ranger's heated glare. "Has the goddess forsaken her oh-so-loyal ranger so quickly? She has abandoned you, Ranger," he ground out the word harshly, "Do'Urden. You have no one left." His laughter was almost maniacal. "You're all alone."
Hard lavender eyes had looked up at him, pale violet flames burning within those one of a kind eyes. Of course, he had used that expression s an excuse for another beating.
I don't know what set me off first but I know what I can't stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
I can't add up to what you can but
His thoughts turned to the numbness in his left arm and he remembered the rack and how it had become dislocated. Reaching over painfully from where had was lying on his stomach on the cold, hard ground, he wrapped his right hand tightly around his upper left arm. Closing his eyes and clenching his jaw, the ranger forcefully relocated it. He barely stifled a cry, reaching his hand up to relocate his dislocated jaw.
After carefully relocating it, he allowed his hands to sink back down to the ground, letting the merciful darkness claim him once again.
( ( ( ( (
Everybody has a face that they hold inside
A face that awakes when they close their eyes
A face watches every time they lie
A face that laughs every time they fall
[and watches everything]
Catti-brie continued watching the horizon long after the sun had set, her sapphire eyes turning to watch the stars, her thoughts on the ranger now being held prisoner.
"It's a quiet evening tonight, isn't it, Catti-brie?" The deep voice from behind startled her. She turned to look at Wulfgar, standing in her doorway. When she nodded, he walked into the room and stood next to her. "It's been quiet since he was left behind."
"It has been, hasn't it?" She said softly, looking at the tall barbarian. "But we'll find him, whither he'll be believin' it or not."
So you know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is watching you too
Right inside your skin
"That we will, Catti-brie, we will." He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Do you have any idea where he's been taken?"
"The caves just east of where we had been campin' the night he be disappearin'." She said, looking over in that direction. "Or at least, that's the direction that Serenity be pointin' us in."
The barbarian nodded, one hand tightly gripping the handle of Aegis-Fang. He had been wondering about why Drizzt had run off that night without waking them up. It wasn't normal for the drow elf. He normally awakened the rest of them if and when something ever disturbed the watch, but that time, he had gone off alone, and that had apparently been what the drow had wanted when he had been captured.
The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me
He sighed, looking off in the direction that Catti-brie was looking in. Bruenor was still in his own room, getting ready for the trip. Gabriel was preparing a small band of his people to go with them, preparing for the fight.
Hopefully, Drizzt would come out alive.
[A/N] I hope you like! ^-^ Finals suck! p. Nasty, nasty, nasty. So does Values!!