THE KIN WAR: Chapter 1
Warning: Not suitable for children under age of 13. And bad
grammar!!!!
Summary: Jump right in and see how the elves are doing in: "The Kin War"!!!
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He took another swing at his opponent, who yet again used his sword with the
forse of a hammer to whipe his sword away and counteratack him instantly.
Skywise had seen it comming and held his shield up for protection. He couldn't
help but moan when again the sword came down with an unmesurealbe force.
They
had been going for it for a few rounds now and his
swordsarm was throbing with pain. Skywise didn't know if he could get it back up
again to attack or even defend himself.
He was fighting a losing batle and he knew that he had to think of something,
and quick!
Skywise chose to stand back a little and try to win some time. With this he had to be
careful not to lose his troll-opponent out of sight and not to run into any new
ones who wouldn't even doubt about stabbing him in the back.
He remembered that he had never fully trusted Picknose -what do you expect from a troll?- but at
least you could always trust him on the fact that his hide was more important then
anything in the world and that he would always take the easy way out.
His offspring however, was a totally different story. They had the strengt of a
mountaintroll, and they had the wit of Picknose and Old Maggoty together, which
made them a deadly mixture of power and wisdom.
Skywise knew he could never win pure out of strengt so he had to outsmart them.
But how?
He didn't have time to think about it, sinse his opponent was not about
to let this fight slip away from him. He was out for blood and not easily distracted.
You
could read it all off of his greenish with blood smudged face.
Skywise took a chance by looking around, trying to find something that could be of any use. He acknowledged that he had fought his way trough the maincave and was now standing at the other end on one of the stone platforms near the miners workplace. Guards probably used these platforms to supervise the workers as well as guard the exits. You could also see that there were dosens of mineshafts that came together here. Maybe if he could get in there... But he never got a chance as the troll had narrowed the distance between them and ...
He could feel the straps of his shield rip in his flesh as he held the metal
buckler up to prevent himself from being cut in half.
Knowing that his opponent always followed up his first swing with another one
just like it, Skywise let himself roll off platform. Landing hard on the rock
floor that was always present in the trollcaves.
Having added up a few more scraches and bruses Skywise got up as quickly as
possible. His shield that had
protected him from many blows and equal as many deaths was now more of a burden
then of a help so he undid the straps and let it drop to the floor.
Feeling a lot of
weight fall of of him and gaining a little more movement freedom, he was
prepared for the thud that pronounced his apponents arival. And this time he
would try another aproach.
He attacked as fast as he could, catching the troll offguard. His sword sank
deep into his belly and as a result the troll -who could not use his sword in
time- pushed him away making him land
hard on his rear end.
Now Skywise had a little more advantige, but.. the odds were still very uneven sinse
he was worn out and his apponent had twice the strenght he had and had twise as
big a weapon then his. But, maybe the loss of his buckler would be in his
adventage.
Though Skywise always chose safety first in any kind of battle, he now realised that this approach would get him killed here. Cutter would have had this apponent dead by now... But Cutter always used speed in combination with his skills of his swords New Moon to get the job done. Besides it didn't always work... And it was better to be a little more carefull but slower then faster and dead. But... he had no choise, he would never win unless he changed his strategy so he had to give speed and agillity a chance.
Getting right back up sword ready to inflict any kind of damage he again attacked, hoping that his change in strategy would caught the troll by suprise letting him make a mistake in his difence or hesitate.
He was right. The troll who had thought himself of an easy kill when he saw
the elf retreating was shocked that he had been injured and not only that, but
he had been given no time to... He raised his sword to defend himself from the
little elf with hair as white as silver, and took another swing to warn the elf
not to get too close, because even though the troll was now hurt, he still was
very dangerous.
Usual such a swing was all you needed to get the enemy to stand back, but in
contrary to the way the elf had behaved before, the elf now ducked and attacked
his midsection. Being that close, the troll swung his sword again catching the
side of the elfs ribcase. Not enough to kill him, but it didn't matter
anymore... As he felt the little sword slise his troat he knew that it was the
end for him. He just hoped that one of his brothers would finish the job for
him.
Skywise heart was racing.
Luckily the fall of the platform had removed him a
bit from war-turmoil and gave him time for a breather.He checked his side, which
was bleeding, but wasn't too seriously then he concidered picking up his shield,
but desided agains it, sinse his whole body ached and carying that piece of
metal with him wasn't all that compealing. Instead he picked up the trollsword.
The thing was so heavy that he needed two hands to fight with it, but it would
give him a wider range. Besides, he would always have his little sword tucked
away in his belt if things got really bad.
Ready to begin another fight, he pulled himself back upon the platform when he hesitated.
He suddenly noticed that he wouldn't have to go to the fight, but that the
fight was coming towards him.
Tree trolls were heading his way, and from the looks of it, more would follow
sinse the population of the elfes had thinned out suprisingly quick. And that
could only mean two things. One, the elves had retreated, or two, they were all
dead...
Skywise swallowed. Even though he knew they couldn't all be dead (he would
have felt something) he did knew that he would never be able to make it across
the crowd to regroup with his tribe. His regathered curage shrank imediatele
sinse being from the rest of the group usual meant death.
In a war you had to
stick together. You had to fight one by one, side by side... together as one...
Beginning to panick Skywise looked up to the ridge, where the elfen-archers would be. They would be one of the last to leave the battle ground, given the fact that they could provide backup for the ones retreating from the battlefield. He could see that most of them had left, Strongbow was one of the last ones up there. Their eyes met, and for a brief moment Skywise thought that he would be able to make it. But seeing the shock in Strongbows eyes made him realise something else. Not in a thousend milenia...
It was all that he needed.Without a second thought ge let go of the ridge of
the platform and landed softly on the floor.
Even though he wouldn't be retreating with the rest of his tribe, he sure as
hell wasn't going to fight a useless fight that only had one possible outcome.
Getting himself killed.
He was going to run, run to the mines, and hide. And maybe he could find a way
to get back with the group from there.
Now, there were a lot of uncertainies in that plan. Most likely he would get
shot by an arrow in the back if they saw him running for cover. And if that
didn't happen, they would surely try to find him in the mines. But either way,
he could get killed anyway and this seemed like the less risky choise of all.
So he got up, and ran! Past the troll he had so brutaly murdered a few seconds ago, past several mining ecuipments, and past some of the arrows that had missed him allready and had hit the ground instead. He ran into the safety of the caves without gaining as much as a scratch.
Lucky and safe, but for how long?
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Next chapter: We'll have a little bit of drama on our hands. Dealing with the
other elves who did manege to retreat from the battlefield.
I'm talking big time loss, hurt and comfor here. And above that dispare. Will
the elves be able to win this war? Or will it be the last one they'll ever see? You'll find out in the next chapter of: The Kin War
AN: With this chapter I've tried to get a good action story I hope I
succeeded because I truely love action above all others (okay, a close second
with hurt 'n comfort) but I also think action is the hardest to put into words.
Above all sinse feelings are allready formed into words in your head (most
feelings that is). Anyway, please review this chapter. It doesn't matter if it's
positive or negative, I just want to know how I'm doing. For example, did I do a good job
on Skywises character? And what about the story itself? Well written? Tell me!!
Oh, and for grammar problems, I know I have them, I'm looking for a beta. You can
contact me at: jacqueline@vampy.cc
Stay tuned I'll have the next chapter ready as fast as I can!!!
;) V.