Yay! Another update! Go me! Oh for those of you who were confused in the
last chapter, good! You were supposed to be! *muhahaha* lol, and Remulus
WAS a new character, so that's probably why you didn't know who he was...
:) This chapter is just giving you a little background on him, so you can
kinda get an idea of who he is. He's going to be one of the major
characters. *just so you know and wont be confused* So if you do get
confused, its ok, wait for the next chapter! Anywho, I'm gonna get to the
chapter now!
Ch. 16
Remulus sighed, tears streaming down his cheeks as he knelt beside the freshly covered grave. "This wasn't your destiny William," he whispered hoarsely. "This wasn't the end that was meant for you." He bent his head down, letting the tears drip to the ground.
Memories began to flood his mind as he thought of this dear soul that was brutally taken away from him. He remembered the deep laughter and the comforting hand that seemed to always be on his shoulder, the words of encouragement and love. The memories seemed to bring him back to another time, another place...
***
"Come on Remulus! Mother will have our hides if we're late again!" a dirty blonde child called from the other side of the river.
"I...I can't do it Will!" a tiny boy cried watching the rushing water with wide emerald eyes.
"Yes you can Rem! I'll catch you from this side. I promise. Just grab hold of the vine."
The tiny boy, not more than five years of age, reached to grip the vine. "I'm scared."
"It's okay Rem, I was too at first. I won't let anything happen to you, I promise!" Will shouted over the sound of rushing water.
The little boy's lip quivered in fear, but he grasped the green vine tightly in his tiny hands. He crouched to get ready to swing to the other side of the river, to safety, when the ground beneath him crumbled. The loose dirt and mud eroded causing the young boy to fall forward.
"Remulus!" he heard someone scream.
The child let out a frightened cry right before he hit the icy waters. He gasped for air, his pudgy arms flailing trying to catch hold of something, anything. He couldn't seem to keep his head above the water. The young boy whimpered as his head again got pulled under. He felt himself being dragged downstream by the current.
Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his foot and then, he was stuck. He tried to swim back to the surface, but something was keeping him still, not letting him budge. He panicked and his head started to pound. He felt himself weaken, his vision blurring. He felt tired and stopped trying to fight the unseen force keeping him there. And then, the world turned black.
The next thing he knew, he began to spit up water as coughs shook his frame. He felt someone's arms go around him. "Remulus of Vandamere! Don't scare me like that ever again!"
He slowly opened his eyes and gazed up at the familiar hazel eyes, more green than brown. "I sorry Will." He choked out.
The young boy of twelve held the child in his arms, tears streaming down his cheek, "I told you I wouldn't let you get hurt, it was my fault!"
The child closed his eyes, as sleep began to invade his mind. "Thank you for saving me Will..." his child like voice whispered into the wind.
***
Remulus bowed his head. 'He was always there to help me, to encourage me, to be my friend,' he thought. 'Why couldn't I save him like he saved me countless times?' He gazed up at the bright, yellow moon. A full moon. It looked just like that, so many years ago...
***
They both gripped sturdy wooden bows in their hands. Looking for some game to shoot. The crunching of the brown, crisp leaves beneath their feet seemed to distract Remulus. It was getting dark and the bitter cold was beginning to seep into the many layers of clothes his mother made him wear. He smiled as he remembered how he had refused them at first, but his mother remained stern. She told him it would be cold, and he didn't believe her. But, she was right like always. He admired his mother. She seemed to be content to do house chores and care for Rebecca, his baby sister, while his father farmed the land. She was always loving and gentle, but could beat his father at a round of bow and arrow if she wanted too. He had inherited her piercing green eyes, but his father's strong build.
Tonight, Will wanted to go catch some food before the cold winds come. It was like a game to them, rabbits were three points, deer were five, and bears fifty. They had yet to catch a bear, but it was still fun to play. They had been out for more than two hours and the sky was black and the stars were twinkling.
"Well, Rem. I think it's about time we head home," William shouted from up ahead. "We'll try again tomorrow."
Remulus nodded his agreement as he ran to catch up with his older friend.
They walked side-by-side getting closer to home when Will stopped suddenly.
"What's wrong Will?" Remulus questioned.
"Smoke," he whispered and pointed.
Remulus followed his outstretched finger. There was indeed smoke in the sky. Big billows of gray smoke swirled around under the moonlight. He knew that something wasn't right.
"Do you think it's a forest fire Will?" he questioned, glancing up. There was something in his friend's eyes that he couldn't read, but he felt something inside of him turn upside down. "What is it William?" he whispered, panicked, still not receiving a reply.
Impatient from the lack of answers, Remulus began to run forward, toward the smoke.
"Remulus! Wait!" he heard a voice behind him shout.
Ignoring it, he picked up speed. He realized that he was running in the direction of his home. He suddenly stopped as he reached the end of the forest and looked down towards the ravine. His heart dropped along with his jaw.
Remulus suddenly felt strong arms shove him down to the ground, in the shadows of the trees. He didn't care. He couldn't take his eyes off his home. It was burning, right before his eyes. The fire, brilliant shades of yellow and red, they were eating his house away. The house his papa built with his bare hands. He heard a scream in the midst of the crackling, snapping him out of his trance. "Noooo!" he screamed and tried to rush forwards, but a firm grip stopped him.
He turned angrily at his captor. "Let me go!" he shouted.
Will's eyes were filled with anguish, but his grip remained firm.
"Can't you see they need our help!?" he bellowed.
"Remulus," William whispered hoarsely, "We are too late. If we go now, we will be killed."
Remulus turned back, a wild expression on his face. His family was in there! But then, he spotted something else. Men, wearing Carthak colors. They carried torches in their hands and there were at least twenty of them.
"We have to go stop them!" Remulus cried, knowing there was nothing they could do.
He collapsed to the floor as tears racked his body. William placed his arms around him and hugged him tightly, offering comfort. Tears streaming down his own cheeks.
"They're gone Will." He cried. "Mama and Papa and sweet little Becca. They're gone!"
"I know Rem, but we have each other to lean on. Nothing could come between that."
Remulus felt a sense of dependency towards Will. He closed his eyes tightly. He was only twelve, yet now an orphan. It was just too hard to comprehend.
They sat there, together, under the full moon, watching the fire blaze and burning everything they had known; burning their belongings, burning their home, and burning their precious loved ones.
But at least they had each other.
***
Remulus closed his eyes tightly. He could almost smell the smoke. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. He jumped, startled, realizing that he had gotten lost in his memories. He glanced up and into the dark eyes of Raoul of Goldenlake.
"Are you alright Remulus?"
"Yes," he said, trying to wipe away his tears.
"I just wanted to inform you that three new allies have arrived from the capital. One a mage, another a woman who claims to have the ability to talk to animals, and another their friend. The woman, we could use her to our advantage, I think."
Remulus only nodded.
"If you need someone to talk to Remulus," Raoul started, "I'm here."
He nodded again.
Raoul left the young man alone, so he could get a hold of himself and his emotions before meeting the three warriors.
Remulus of Vandamere turned back to his hero's grave. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to save you Will," he whispered and stood.
"But I swear to the Gods, that by my life, I will avenge you, dear brother," and with that he turned and walked away, leaving behind the memories of the past and walking forward, with new determination and a goal that not even the Gods could shake.
A/N: There yah go, some information on Remulus. And yay! Daine made it to the camp *finally*! Okay, now it's your turn! Review this chapter please! Till next time,
*~*SportzGurl*~*
Ch. 16
Remulus sighed, tears streaming down his cheeks as he knelt beside the freshly covered grave. "This wasn't your destiny William," he whispered hoarsely. "This wasn't the end that was meant for you." He bent his head down, letting the tears drip to the ground.
Memories began to flood his mind as he thought of this dear soul that was brutally taken away from him. He remembered the deep laughter and the comforting hand that seemed to always be on his shoulder, the words of encouragement and love. The memories seemed to bring him back to another time, another place...
***
"Come on Remulus! Mother will have our hides if we're late again!" a dirty blonde child called from the other side of the river.
"I...I can't do it Will!" a tiny boy cried watching the rushing water with wide emerald eyes.
"Yes you can Rem! I'll catch you from this side. I promise. Just grab hold of the vine."
The tiny boy, not more than five years of age, reached to grip the vine. "I'm scared."
"It's okay Rem, I was too at first. I won't let anything happen to you, I promise!" Will shouted over the sound of rushing water.
The little boy's lip quivered in fear, but he grasped the green vine tightly in his tiny hands. He crouched to get ready to swing to the other side of the river, to safety, when the ground beneath him crumbled. The loose dirt and mud eroded causing the young boy to fall forward.
"Remulus!" he heard someone scream.
The child let out a frightened cry right before he hit the icy waters. He gasped for air, his pudgy arms flailing trying to catch hold of something, anything. He couldn't seem to keep his head above the water. The young boy whimpered as his head again got pulled under. He felt himself being dragged downstream by the current.
Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his foot and then, he was stuck. He tried to swim back to the surface, but something was keeping him still, not letting him budge. He panicked and his head started to pound. He felt himself weaken, his vision blurring. He felt tired and stopped trying to fight the unseen force keeping him there. And then, the world turned black.
The next thing he knew, he began to spit up water as coughs shook his frame. He felt someone's arms go around him. "Remulus of Vandamere! Don't scare me like that ever again!"
He slowly opened his eyes and gazed up at the familiar hazel eyes, more green than brown. "I sorry Will." He choked out.
The young boy of twelve held the child in his arms, tears streaming down his cheek, "I told you I wouldn't let you get hurt, it was my fault!"
The child closed his eyes, as sleep began to invade his mind. "Thank you for saving me Will..." his child like voice whispered into the wind.
***
Remulus bowed his head. 'He was always there to help me, to encourage me, to be my friend,' he thought. 'Why couldn't I save him like he saved me countless times?' He gazed up at the bright, yellow moon. A full moon. It looked just like that, so many years ago...
***
They both gripped sturdy wooden bows in their hands. Looking for some game to shoot. The crunching of the brown, crisp leaves beneath their feet seemed to distract Remulus. It was getting dark and the bitter cold was beginning to seep into the many layers of clothes his mother made him wear. He smiled as he remembered how he had refused them at first, but his mother remained stern. She told him it would be cold, and he didn't believe her. But, she was right like always. He admired his mother. She seemed to be content to do house chores and care for Rebecca, his baby sister, while his father farmed the land. She was always loving and gentle, but could beat his father at a round of bow and arrow if she wanted too. He had inherited her piercing green eyes, but his father's strong build.
Tonight, Will wanted to go catch some food before the cold winds come. It was like a game to them, rabbits were three points, deer were five, and bears fifty. They had yet to catch a bear, but it was still fun to play. They had been out for more than two hours and the sky was black and the stars were twinkling.
"Well, Rem. I think it's about time we head home," William shouted from up ahead. "We'll try again tomorrow."
Remulus nodded his agreement as he ran to catch up with his older friend.
They walked side-by-side getting closer to home when Will stopped suddenly.
"What's wrong Will?" Remulus questioned.
"Smoke," he whispered and pointed.
Remulus followed his outstretched finger. There was indeed smoke in the sky. Big billows of gray smoke swirled around under the moonlight. He knew that something wasn't right.
"Do you think it's a forest fire Will?" he questioned, glancing up. There was something in his friend's eyes that he couldn't read, but he felt something inside of him turn upside down. "What is it William?" he whispered, panicked, still not receiving a reply.
Impatient from the lack of answers, Remulus began to run forward, toward the smoke.
"Remulus! Wait!" he heard a voice behind him shout.
Ignoring it, he picked up speed. He realized that he was running in the direction of his home. He suddenly stopped as he reached the end of the forest and looked down towards the ravine. His heart dropped along with his jaw.
Remulus suddenly felt strong arms shove him down to the ground, in the shadows of the trees. He didn't care. He couldn't take his eyes off his home. It was burning, right before his eyes. The fire, brilliant shades of yellow and red, they were eating his house away. The house his papa built with his bare hands. He heard a scream in the midst of the crackling, snapping him out of his trance. "Noooo!" he screamed and tried to rush forwards, but a firm grip stopped him.
He turned angrily at his captor. "Let me go!" he shouted.
Will's eyes were filled with anguish, but his grip remained firm.
"Can't you see they need our help!?" he bellowed.
"Remulus," William whispered hoarsely, "We are too late. If we go now, we will be killed."
Remulus turned back, a wild expression on his face. His family was in there! But then, he spotted something else. Men, wearing Carthak colors. They carried torches in their hands and there were at least twenty of them.
"We have to go stop them!" Remulus cried, knowing there was nothing they could do.
He collapsed to the floor as tears racked his body. William placed his arms around him and hugged him tightly, offering comfort. Tears streaming down his own cheeks.
"They're gone Will." He cried. "Mama and Papa and sweet little Becca. They're gone!"
"I know Rem, but we have each other to lean on. Nothing could come between that."
Remulus felt a sense of dependency towards Will. He closed his eyes tightly. He was only twelve, yet now an orphan. It was just too hard to comprehend.
They sat there, together, under the full moon, watching the fire blaze and burning everything they had known; burning their belongings, burning their home, and burning their precious loved ones.
But at least they had each other.
***
Remulus closed his eyes tightly. He could almost smell the smoke. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. He jumped, startled, realizing that he had gotten lost in his memories. He glanced up and into the dark eyes of Raoul of Goldenlake.
"Are you alright Remulus?"
"Yes," he said, trying to wipe away his tears.
"I just wanted to inform you that three new allies have arrived from the capital. One a mage, another a woman who claims to have the ability to talk to animals, and another their friend. The woman, we could use her to our advantage, I think."
Remulus only nodded.
"If you need someone to talk to Remulus," Raoul started, "I'm here."
He nodded again.
Raoul left the young man alone, so he could get a hold of himself and his emotions before meeting the three warriors.
Remulus of Vandamere turned back to his hero's grave. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to save you Will," he whispered and stood.
"But I swear to the Gods, that by my life, I will avenge you, dear brother," and with that he turned and walked away, leaving behind the memories of the past and walking forward, with new determination and a goal that not even the Gods could shake.
A/N: There yah go, some information on Remulus. And yay! Daine made it to the camp *finally*! Okay, now it's your turn! Review this chapter please! Till next time,
*~*SportzGurl*~*
