Laurel or Laura as she was called by her friends opened her eyes. Another day. She climbed out of bed and slipped on her light blue dress. She walked down stairs and was surprised to find the place empty. She heard gruff voices out side. Laura sneaked a look out the window and came face to face with an ugly bearded Saxon! She jumped back and ran out of the front hall just as they burst the door down. She sprinted out of the back door and out into the forest behind her house. She did not know how long she had been running for but soon she heard footsteps behind her. Three saxons were chasing her and she had no intenion of being caught. She was beginning to get ahead when she tripped. Befor she knew it she was surronded by the three saxons. Laura leapt to her feet and pulled a little dagger out of her sleave. She dodged to one side and stabbed one of the saxons in the side. The saxon let out a painful cry and pushed her away. The second saxon nocked her dagger away and grabbed her arms and twisted them behind her back. Laura elbowed him hard in the chest and he stumbled. The last saxon punched her hard in the face. Laura fell over and the saxons started to kick her. One picked up her dagger and gave a loud laugh
"lets see how you like it" he growled and stabbed her in the side. Laura wanted to scream but she did not. She would not let them know that she felt that much pain. Suddenly the saxons stopped Laura looked up through bluured vision to see a knight holding two swords. Only one knight could use two swords. Sir Lancelot. Laura wanted to stand up and help but her legs were weak from running. She fell into blackness just as some strong arms picked her up but of that she knew no more.
Sorry for the short chappies