Disclaimer: I don't own any Everworld characters. (This goes for chapter 4
too.)
Just so you know, Rhia (a.k.a. Katie) is a real person that I actually
know. If you want to read some of her fan fics, she is Rhiannon Aurorafai
and her story is One Chance in the Harry Potter section.
This ones for you, pal!!!
The mammoths halted as the goblin guards came up to the cage. They held an impressive array of weaponry. From spears to jagged knives thrust into leather belts, it was clear that they were prepared for war. Rhiannon huddled closer to Alex, shivering with fear. "They will whip you because you're new." she said. Alex turned his head so that their eyes met. "I'll be fine." He replied, "I'm used to it."
What seemed to be the chief goblin stepped forward and released a latch underneath the cage. "Ulaggle, jinat!!" it rumbled, the sound coming from deep inside its throat. "What did it say?" Alex asked Rhiannon. "I think it wants you to come down. This became apparent when the goblin stuck its spear through the door of the cage and poked Alex with the razor- sharp tip. Blood trickled down Alex's leg. Slowly, he got up and jumped through the hole.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, five goblins surrounded him with their weapons drawn. The chief came up and motioned for Alex to lye on the ground. He did so, with his back facing towards the sky. He couldn't see what was happening around him, due to the heavy boot planted firmly on his head. He heard a gasp come from above, and then a groan. He knew it was Rhiannon. Suddenly, Alex heard the goblin chief shout out orders in his guttural voice. "Un glackenshire, Akalsa!" without warning, a whip lashed across his back. Alex tried to scream, but gagged as his mouth filled with dirt. The whip came again, and again. Each time he cried out the whip came down again, harder each time. Finally, his voice became so hoarse that he could not scream, and the whipping stopped.
The goblins pulled him up roughly and shoved him through the door into the cage. By now the sun was setting. Slowly, Alex crawled to the nearest wall and sat down. The goblins shut the door and walked off, cackling as they went. Instantly, Rhiannon was there, her eyes open wide in fear and horror. Alex spat the grit out of his mouth and gazed at her. His eyes, the color of the ocean, flickered with pain and hate, and something more. His black hair had clots of dirt from the goblins' boot. Worst of all, though, was his back. Alex's tan skin was ribbed with deep cuts and slashes. They bled profusely, so that Rhiannon could not see his skin at all.
She produced some rags and, with her serving of water for the next day, began cleaning and bandaging his wounds. Most of the night was spent this way, until finally she tied the last knot. "Thanks Rhiannon" Alex whispered, "I don't know how I can thank you." "There is no need." she replied, "You being here is enough. Oh, and you can call me Rhia." "Okay, Rhia. Good night." Alex put his muscular arm around her shoulders and fell asleep with her head on his chest and her soft hair flowing down his side.
The mammoths halted as the goblin guards came up to the cage. They held an impressive array of weaponry. From spears to jagged knives thrust into leather belts, it was clear that they were prepared for war. Rhiannon huddled closer to Alex, shivering with fear. "They will whip you because you're new." she said. Alex turned his head so that their eyes met. "I'll be fine." He replied, "I'm used to it."
What seemed to be the chief goblin stepped forward and released a latch underneath the cage. "Ulaggle, jinat!!" it rumbled, the sound coming from deep inside its throat. "What did it say?" Alex asked Rhiannon. "I think it wants you to come down. This became apparent when the goblin stuck its spear through the door of the cage and poked Alex with the razor- sharp tip. Blood trickled down Alex's leg. Slowly, he got up and jumped through the hole.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, five goblins surrounded him with their weapons drawn. The chief came up and motioned for Alex to lye on the ground. He did so, with his back facing towards the sky. He couldn't see what was happening around him, due to the heavy boot planted firmly on his head. He heard a gasp come from above, and then a groan. He knew it was Rhiannon. Suddenly, Alex heard the goblin chief shout out orders in his guttural voice. "Un glackenshire, Akalsa!" without warning, a whip lashed across his back. Alex tried to scream, but gagged as his mouth filled with dirt. The whip came again, and again. Each time he cried out the whip came down again, harder each time. Finally, his voice became so hoarse that he could not scream, and the whipping stopped.
The goblins pulled him up roughly and shoved him through the door into the cage. By now the sun was setting. Slowly, Alex crawled to the nearest wall and sat down. The goblins shut the door and walked off, cackling as they went. Instantly, Rhiannon was there, her eyes open wide in fear and horror. Alex spat the grit out of his mouth and gazed at her. His eyes, the color of the ocean, flickered with pain and hate, and something more. His black hair had clots of dirt from the goblins' boot. Worst of all, though, was his back. Alex's tan skin was ribbed with deep cuts and slashes. They bled profusely, so that Rhiannon could not see his skin at all.
She produced some rags and, with her serving of water for the next day, began cleaning and bandaging his wounds. Most of the night was spent this way, until finally she tied the last knot. "Thanks Rhiannon" Alex whispered, "I don't know how I can thank you." "There is no need." she replied, "You being here is enough. Oh, and you can call me Rhia." "Okay, Rhia. Good night." Alex put his muscular arm around her shoulders and fell asleep with her head on his chest and her soft hair flowing down his side.