Chapter 21
A/N: Yea! I've gotten over 100 reviews! My ego is gettin a little big now, o well. I just wanna say thanx to every one who has reviewed since this story started, i luv u all. I'm not sure how long this story is gonna be, but I've got a general idea. I may even write a sequel to this story, it all depends on how much u guys like it, or don't like it. Please R&R, I don't care if u flame me, I luv laughin at em.
A few days later, they entered Sarain. The mercenaries were going slower than before and running out of supplies. A few of them had even disappeared. Plans were being made. Kally, her friends, and 3 able-bodied gypsy men were preparing to leave. A special rendezvous place was set up and as the rest of the gypsy camp watched, Kally and the others set out to rescue a princess.
Everyone else was wearing regular shirt and breeches, but Kally was forced to wear her gypsy costume. The plan was to let the soldiers believe that she was a gypsy prisoner, captured when the rest of her camp was slaughtered. Her father had been organizing raids on the mercenaries, planning to rescue the little princess. Right now, Kally was riding Storm, but before they caught up with the mercenaries, she would have to hide Storm somewhere until she was able to make an escape with the princess. When they got to the enemy camp they would see her riding with Chris.
The next day, the gypsy men that Max had put in charge of slowing the enemy down, came and showed them to a small hole under a tree. Inside the hole were the bodies of 6 soldiers. The gypsy scouts explained that these men had discovered what they were doing and tried to fight. The soldiers were murdered before they could go back and warn their leader.
"That was yesterday," a scout said. " And we checked identification. This one is- was second in command." He said kicking the tallest one.
" This is perfect!" Chris said. " We can disguise ourselves to look like these dudes and say we were investigating those raids. I'll be the second- in-command dude, we're about the same height anyway."
" Why do you get to be the second-in-command?" whined Bobbie.
" Cause its MY sister we're rescuing." Chris said.
" At least you don't have to be a fuckin prisoner." Kally mumbled.
" Are you really still mad about that?" Chris asked.
" Yes."
" Why?"
" I can't do anything other than sit on the ground with my hands tied behind my back."
Chris placed his hands on her shoulders and looked at her straight in the eyes." You're the one who has to find a way of getting out of there with my sister. You have the most important job. You are saving an innocent girl's life, that's the whole reason why we are doing this, if you fail, we all fail. Besides, you can still kill people, you'll have to kill some guards to escape." He let her go and started examining the bodies.
" Hey! Bobbo and Robbo. These two look just like you guys!" Bobbie and Robbie walked over to the bodies. Bobbie gasped and Robbie's eyes went wide with disbelief.
" They're our cousins, Bill and Phil. They disappeared two years ago. They were never very nice people and now their dead." Robbie didn't sound very sad and there was a big grin on his face. Bobbie started giggling.
"HeHe! They're DEAD! 'bout time." Bobbie said gleefully.
" Um. You two don't sound very sad." Chris said.
" If you knew them, you wouldn't either." Robbie said.
" Is this how you treat your family?" one of the scouts asked.
" Nope, just these two." Robbie said.
" Ok. Then since you know how they act, you two can dress up as them."
" I am NOT going to dress up as one of those people."
" Fine then, you can go back to rendezvous point." Chris said, moving on to check the other bodies.
" What?! Aren't you gonna give us a pep talk?"
" Nope, if you don't want to go, you don't have to."
" But you gave one to Kally."
" Kally's job is more important."
"But how are you gonna explain two disappearances?"
" They died nobly, fighting against thieving gypsies."
" But that makes them sound good."
" Oh well. When you die fighting to protect your friends from thieves, you die nobly."
" Well, I'd hate for people to think wrongly of our dear cousins, we'll just play dress up."
" Ok, if you're sure." Chris said.
" Oh yeah, positive."
Kally left them as they started to change into their disguises.
" So Chris, how are things with you and Kelly?" Bobbie asked.
" Fine." Chris answered.
" Have you two had sex yet?" Robbie wanted to know.
" No."
" Are you ever going to?"
" Yeah, when she wants to."
" You've never said that before."
" Kelly's different."
" You love her?"
" Yeah, I guess."
"When are you going to tell her?"
"I dunno."
" Tell her now."
"NOW?!"
" Yeah. Now."
" Okay. I will."
"Good. Go now."
Nervous didn't even come close to describing what Chris felt. He feared rejection. He saw her sitting on a rock near the horses. Storm was nearby, and even though he wanted to tell Kally how he felt, he was terrified of Storm. His arm was still in a sling; he didn't need his other arm to be in one too. He decided to tell her later, before they reached the mercenaries, when Storm wasn't around.
The next morning, one of the scouts told them that the mercenaries had stopped near a cliff about three hours away. The food was running out and they needed to forage. The scout said the last part with a grin before pulling out a sack of dry travelers' bread.
" This was their last sack of food." He said.
" Really? Well then, guess we better get going. Kally, hide Storm somewhere nearby." Chris said.
" Hand me that dead squirrel first." Kally pointed to the squirrel that Robbie had caught for dinner; it still hadn't been cooked. Chris handed it to her and Kally took a dagger and cut it open. She smeared some blood over her face and clothes. Then she tore part of her skirt and took a few sequins off the top she was wearing. She messed up her hair before putting it back into a loose horse-tail. When she was done she looked as if she had just gotten into a fight and lost. She then took Storms reigns and led her to a cave she had found earlier. The entrance was hidden by bushes so that no one would know that Storm was there. She would come back later with the princess to make an escape. She had already talked Storm into letting another person ride her, but it had cost Kally a lot of time, energy, and bribes.
When she got back to camp the others had mounted up and were waiting for her. She climbed onto Trickster, Chris's horse, and sat in front of Chris. He wrapped an arm around her waist and told his horse to go.
" You smell like a dead person," Kally complained.
" Well, I am wearing a dead person's clothes." Chris pointed out. The clothes he had put on were light gray and raggedy. Blood had dried on his shirt and there was a large rip in the side. One of the gypsy people had the gift and diguised all of them to look like the person they were impersonating.
Now Chris had long dark gray hair, a crooked nose, a goatee, and scars all over his face. His skin was tanned and leathery. Bobbie and Robbie looked pretty much the same except for the eyes. They used to have green eyes but now, due to the magic, their eyes were small, black, shiny dots. Their sandy blonde hair was now stringy and they looked very evil. The gypsies' names were Scott, Nick, and Wesley. Scott was the one with the magic. His gift was very powerful and the disguise spells were small, so they didn't really tire him out. He was around thirty years old and had blondish- greyish hair, and brown eyes. Luckily for him, the only thing he had to change about him was his nose. It used to be smallish, but now it was large and pointy. Nick had red hair and brown eyes, he was Scott's younger brother. He also had the gift, but it was much smaller than his brother's was, he was using his own to disguise himself. The gift made his hair become black and longer, and his two eyebrows came together to form a large unibrow. Wesley, or Wes as he liked to be called, was different from the others. He was Max and Sheila's son with his mother's blonde hair and his father's green eyes. He was quite handsome in Kally's opinion. Now, however, his blonde hair was paler and there were bald patches all over his head. His skin had been lightly tanned, but was now bright pink and his eyes were now a stormy blue. He was now the ugliest one in the group.
" What's your sister like? Is she annoying?" Kally asked Chris. She did not want to be stuck with a prissy court lady and prayed to the goddess that Chris's sister was different.
" ALL little sisters are annoying. I think it's in the job description or something." Chris told her.
" I was never annoying."
" That's not what Roald said when I met him."
"That was eight years ago."
" You're annoying NOW."
"Oh." She was quiet for a while. It was a full minute before she started talking again.
" Is she like all those other court ladies? You know, snobby and weak."
" Weak? Yah, sort of I guess. Snobby? A little, but the last time I saw her was two months before she was kidnapped. I've heard being captured changes people. I know that she definitely won't agree to dressing like a gypsy, we'll have to compromise a little."
"Great," Kally muttered under her breath.
" It's not that bad. But if she thinks you're a commoner, she might not listen. Gallans don't really listen to those lower on the social chain. It's a curse. All the great civilizations had one."
" So you think I should tell her who I am?"
" When no ones listening. Then I'll confirm it for her later. She should listen to you then."
" All right," she sighed.
" Oh, that reminds me, before we caught up with the mercenaries I wanted to tell you something." He took a deep breath. " I know you probably don't feel the same way, but I don't care. Kally, I love you."
Kally gasped, if Chris hadn't been holding on to her, she would have fallen off. She loved him, she had realized it before, but she didn't think he would share those feelings with her.
" Umm, I...love you too." She said quietly, but he heard her. He stopped Trickster and she half-turned in the saddle. They shared a kiss, but broke it off when everyone else started to cheer. They started moving again and Kally leaned against Chris.
An hour later, they caught up with the mercenaries.
Felsong: I'll try, but I can't promise anything. If I can't write longer chapters, I'll try posting more than one chapter at a time.
Hawaiikel: nuthin happened in the wagon. They kiss and stuff, but their clothes stay on. Willy will come back to die, and he never went back to Corus, too embarrassing for him.
Not so faerie L: Jon has been going to J.A meetings since WWRLAM, but it doesn't seem to help him much. He can go for two months w/o bein a jerk, but that's it.
Mystic Queen: Really? One of the best? *blushes* Aww, shucks....
Hyacinth: Yah, Chris is a VERY luvable doofus. *sigh* I wish I knew a Chris, but I don't I only know a Willy. Dr. Pepper makes my world taste better. ;p
Anastazia: Wat do u mean by fit he threw at the king? Do you mean when he wanted to become Shang?
Kero7590: Ur forgiven. I hate it when my computer is down. Jon will most likely let it be K/C, but who knows how his strange mind works?
Devilish Angel: He's adorable! How can you not love Chris? Even if he is a pig. And he's gonna change, or try at least.
Rizka: umm...ok...yep faintin men, I thought it was kinda weird, but hey! If u like it, I ain't gonna argue. Bye.
A/N: Yea! I've gotten over 100 reviews! My ego is gettin a little big now, o well. I just wanna say thanx to every one who has reviewed since this story started, i luv u all. I'm not sure how long this story is gonna be, but I've got a general idea. I may even write a sequel to this story, it all depends on how much u guys like it, or don't like it. Please R&R, I don't care if u flame me, I luv laughin at em.
A few days later, they entered Sarain. The mercenaries were going slower than before and running out of supplies. A few of them had even disappeared. Plans were being made. Kally, her friends, and 3 able-bodied gypsy men were preparing to leave. A special rendezvous place was set up and as the rest of the gypsy camp watched, Kally and the others set out to rescue a princess.
Everyone else was wearing regular shirt and breeches, but Kally was forced to wear her gypsy costume. The plan was to let the soldiers believe that she was a gypsy prisoner, captured when the rest of her camp was slaughtered. Her father had been organizing raids on the mercenaries, planning to rescue the little princess. Right now, Kally was riding Storm, but before they caught up with the mercenaries, she would have to hide Storm somewhere until she was able to make an escape with the princess. When they got to the enemy camp they would see her riding with Chris.
The next day, the gypsy men that Max had put in charge of slowing the enemy down, came and showed them to a small hole under a tree. Inside the hole were the bodies of 6 soldiers. The gypsy scouts explained that these men had discovered what they were doing and tried to fight. The soldiers were murdered before they could go back and warn their leader.
"That was yesterday," a scout said. " And we checked identification. This one is- was second in command." He said kicking the tallest one.
" This is perfect!" Chris said. " We can disguise ourselves to look like these dudes and say we were investigating those raids. I'll be the second- in-command dude, we're about the same height anyway."
" Why do you get to be the second-in-command?" whined Bobbie.
" Cause its MY sister we're rescuing." Chris said.
" At least you don't have to be a fuckin prisoner." Kally mumbled.
" Are you really still mad about that?" Chris asked.
" Yes."
" Why?"
" I can't do anything other than sit on the ground with my hands tied behind my back."
Chris placed his hands on her shoulders and looked at her straight in the eyes." You're the one who has to find a way of getting out of there with my sister. You have the most important job. You are saving an innocent girl's life, that's the whole reason why we are doing this, if you fail, we all fail. Besides, you can still kill people, you'll have to kill some guards to escape." He let her go and started examining the bodies.
" Hey! Bobbo and Robbo. These two look just like you guys!" Bobbie and Robbie walked over to the bodies. Bobbie gasped and Robbie's eyes went wide with disbelief.
" They're our cousins, Bill and Phil. They disappeared two years ago. They were never very nice people and now their dead." Robbie didn't sound very sad and there was a big grin on his face. Bobbie started giggling.
"HeHe! They're DEAD! 'bout time." Bobbie said gleefully.
" Um. You two don't sound very sad." Chris said.
" If you knew them, you wouldn't either." Robbie said.
" Is this how you treat your family?" one of the scouts asked.
" Nope, just these two." Robbie said.
" Ok. Then since you know how they act, you two can dress up as them."
" I am NOT going to dress up as one of those people."
" Fine then, you can go back to rendezvous point." Chris said, moving on to check the other bodies.
" What?! Aren't you gonna give us a pep talk?"
" Nope, if you don't want to go, you don't have to."
" But you gave one to Kally."
" Kally's job is more important."
"But how are you gonna explain two disappearances?"
" They died nobly, fighting against thieving gypsies."
" But that makes them sound good."
" Oh well. When you die fighting to protect your friends from thieves, you die nobly."
" Well, I'd hate for people to think wrongly of our dear cousins, we'll just play dress up."
" Ok, if you're sure." Chris said.
" Oh yeah, positive."
Kally left them as they started to change into their disguises.
" So Chris, how are things with you and Kelly?" Bobbie asked.
" Fine." Chris answered.
" Have you two had sex yet?" Robbie wanted to know.
" No."
" Are you ever going to?"
" Yeah, when she wants to."
" You've never said that before."
" Kelly's different."
" You love her?"
" Yeah, I guess."
"When are you going to tell her?"
"I dunno."
" Tell her now."
"NOW?!"
" Yeah. Now."
" Okay. I will."
"Good. Go now."
Nervous didn't even come close to describing what Chris felt. He feared rejection. He saw her sitting on a rock near the horses. Storm was nearby, and even though he wanted to tell Kally how he felt, he was terrified of Storm. His arm was still in a sling; he didn't need his other arm to be in one too. He decided to tell her later, before they reached the mercenaries, when Storm wasn't around.
The next morning, one of the scouts told them that the mercenaries had stopped near a cliff about three hours away. The food was running out and they needed to forage. The scout said the last part with a grin before pulling out a sack of dry travelers' bread.
" This was their last sack of food." He said.
" Really? Well then, guess we better get going. Kally, hide Storm somewhere nearby." Chris said.
" Hand me that dead squirrel first." Kally pointed to the squirrel that Robbie had caught for dinner; it still hadn't been cooked. Chris handed it to her and Kally took a dagger and cut it open. She smeared some blood over her face and clothes. Then she tore part of her skirt and took a few sequins off the top she was wearing. She messed up her hair before putting it back into a loose horse-tail. When she was done she looked as if she had just gotten into a fight and lost. She then took Storms reigns and led her to a cave she had found earlier. The entrance was hidden by bushes so that no one would know that Storm was there. She would come back later with the princess to make an escape. She had already talked Storm into letting another person ride her, but it had cost Kally a lot of time, energy, and bribes.
When she got back to camp the others had mounted up and were waiting for her. She climbed onto Trickster, Chris's horse, and sat in front of Chris. He wrapped an arm around her waist and told his horse to go.
" You smell like a dead person," Kally complained.
" Well, I am wearing a dead person's clothes." Chris pointed out. The clothes he had put on were light gray and raggedy. Blood had dried on his shirt and there was a large rip in the side. One of the gypsy people had the gift and diguised all of them to look like the person they were impersonating.
Now Chris had long dark gray hair, a crooked nose, a goatee, and scars all over his face. His skin was tanned and leathery. Bobbie and Robbie looked pretty much the same except for the eyes. They used to have green eyes but now, due to the magic, their eyes were small, black, shiny dots. Their sandy blonde hair was now stringy and they looked very evil. The gypsies' names were Scott, Nick, and Wesley. Scott was the one with the magic. His gift was very powerful and the disguise spells were small, so they didn't really tire him out. He was around thirty years old and had blondish- greyish hair, and brown eyes. Luckily for him, the only thing he had to change about him was his nose. It used to be smallish, but now it was large and pointy. Nick had red hair and brown eyes, he was Scott's younger brother. He also had the gift, but it was much smaller than his brother's was, he was using his own to disguise himself. The gift made his hair become black and longer, and his two eyebrows came together to form a large unibrow. Wesley, or Wes as he liked to be called, was different from the others. He was Max and Sheila's son with his mother's blonde hair and his father's green eyes. He was quite handsome in Kally's opinion. Now, however, his blonde hair was paler and there were bald patches all over his head. His skin had been lightly tanned, but was now bright pink and his eyes were now a stormy blue. He was now the ugliest one in the group.
" What's your sister like? Is she annoying?" Kally asked Chris. She did not want to be stuck with a prissy court lady and prayed to the goddess that Chris's sister was different.
" ALL little sisters are annoying. I think it's in the job description or something." Chris told her.
" I was never annoying."
" That's not what Roald said when I met him."
"That was eight years ago."
" You're annoying NOW."
"Oh." She was quiet for a while. It was a full minute before she started talking again.
" Is she like all those other court ladies? You know, snobby and weak."
" Weak? Yah, sort of I guess. Snobby? A little, but the last time I saw her was two months before she was kidnapped. I've heard being captured changes people. I know that she definitely won't agree to dressing like a gypsy, we'll have to compromise a little."
"Great," Kally muttered under her breath.
" It's not that bad. But if she thinks you're a commoner, she might not listen. Gallans don't really listen to those lower on the social chain. It's a curse. All the great civilizations had one."
" So you think I should tell her who I am?"
" When no ones listening. Then I'll confirm it for her later. She should listen to you then."
" All right," she sighed.
" Oh, that reminds me, before we caught up with the mercenaries I wanted to tell you something." He took a deep breath. " I know you probably don't feel the same way, but I don't care. Kally, I love you."
Kally gasped, if Chris hadn't been holding on to her, she would have fallen off. She loved him, she had realized it before, but she didn't think he would share those feelings with her.
" Umm, I...love you too." She said quietly, but he heard her. He stopped Trickster and she half-turned in the saddle. They shared a kiss, but broke it off when everyone else started to cheer. They started moving again and Kally leaned against Chris.
An hour later, they caught up with the mercenaries.
Felsong: I'll try, but I can't promise anything. If I can't write longer chapters, I'll try posting more than one chapter at a time.
Hawaiikel: nuthin happened in the wagon. They kiss and stuff, but their clothes stay on. Willy will come back to die, and he never went back to Corus, too embarrassing for him.
Not so faerie L: Jon has been going to J.A meetings since WWRLAM, but it doesn't seem to help him much. He can go for two months w/o bein a jerk, but that's it.
Mystic Queen: Really? One of the best? *blushes* Aww, shucks....
Hyacinth: Yah, Chris is a VERY luvable doofus. *sigh* I wish I knew a Chris, but I don't I only know a Willy. Dr. Pepper makes my world taste better. ;p
Anastazia: Wat do u mean by fit he threw at the king? Do you mean when he wanted to become Shang?
Kero7590: Ur forgiven. I hate it when my computer is down. Jon will most likely let it be K/C, but who knows how his strange mind works?
Devilish Angel: He's adorable! How can you not love Chris? Even if he is a pig. And he's gonna change, or try at least.
Rizka: umm...ok...yep faintin men, I thought it was kinda weird, but hey! If u like it, I ain't gonna argue. Bye.