Ok so heres the second chapter, sorry it took a while for me to update I hope you like this chapter. It really does get some more action into it in chapter four. Cya soon
Sashenka
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Chapter 2
"I don't have to listen to anything you have to say!" she yelled loudly "let me go!"
"No, not until you listen to me!"
"I don't want to"
"You have to" he said, the note in his voice seemed very final to her and she was so upset and tired that she did not even argue more. "That's a little better" he sighed and relaxed his grip. "Ok so what do you know of your family history?" "What!" she snapped
"You heard"
"Argh, absolutely nothing if you really have to know, my parents didn't…." she paused as a wave of pain hit her harshly. All she wanted right now were their loving arms and there sweet voices. All she had now were memories, but memories served no good against the pain she felt deep inside her heart. "Oh man I was told it was gonna be difficult but I didn't expect this" he raked a hand through his hair and let go of AmaLy completely.
"Ok it all comes down to this, there is an Ancient prophecy about one woman who will stand and fight for the people of her country. That girl is you and you will be aided by eight guardians. I am one of thoseeight guardians my name is Tikka." AmaLy stood in complete shock and silence, suddenly she began to laugh. "You cant be serious?"
"If you know me then you'd realise that I am hardly ever serious" he chuckled "But I don't know you, that's the point! How can I trust you! For all I know you may be another one of those men who killed my family…you did nothing when me and my family were attacked"
"I did not know your parents had been attacked until a few says ago I have been travelling for five days just to reach you" he said with a note of definite regret in his tone. " I did not help today because I wanted to see your true power and what you would do" he paused and a few moments of silence passed, the wind echoing eerily as the couple stood together. "I truly am sorry"
"It does not matter now, what does the prophecy even say?"
"Only the source knows that"
"the what?"
"Man don't you know anything!"
"I don't know what your talking about! Ive never heard of a prophecy or any of it just leave me alone!"
"But you have the power"
"I don't have anything , I don't have any power"
"well what was that power you had before?"
"What?"
"when those men were chasing you, didn't you feel it?"
"Yes..No I mean no"
"You felt absolutely nothing?"
"I felt some…energy. Anyway that's not the point at all"
"Yes it is, you are the source the one who will fight"
"Im sorry to burst your bubble but I cant fight!"
"Why not?" he asked curiously. AmaLy stepped away.
"I just cant that's why"
"But why?"
"Do you have to press me?"
"Yes, you don't realise how powerful you really are"
"I cant fight because I am blind ok! Sorry to burst your bubble!"
"what has sight got to do with it? We can teach you to fight using your sense. We can teach you to use your magical powers for the use of good. You are the one" once more there was a complete silence.
The wind howled more loudly. The darkness grew deeper even behind AmaLy's closed lids which never saw anything except the dark. "Im sorry" she whispered. "You have the wrong person I cant fight, please leave"
"Fine" he said harshly throwing something to the ground with a heavy thud. "I really thought you could help us but I guess I was wrong" he walked away his rage was taken outon the dry twigs and the leaves that scattered the floor of the forest like a deep carpet of autumn colours.
AmaLy sighed and the heat on her back blazed with a ferocious heat, the flames licking at her back and then her face as she turned. The flame danced and swept across her face as she stepped towards it. Her body seemed to be moving and her brain was not working as it should. Her brain was making her think that it would be so much better if she stepped into the flame. For her soul and body to be consumed by the fiery devil which invited and teased her towards its hot core. AmaLy was so close now that her face began to burn the hairs began to sizzle and smoke and then suddenly.
The sky's opened and rain began to fall towards the Earth. Someone at least was looking out for the young girl who had no one left. The rain seemed to break the spell and AmaLy stumbled backwards her hair pasted to her head with dampness. AmaLy dropped to her knees and sobbed loudly not caring who heard her even if there was anyone in the depths of the forest. Tikka heard her cries and was on the verge of turning back, but she had made her choice she had chose her path all he could do now was to follow his own.
AmaLy finished sobbing hours later the fire had finally died down into cinders. The rain was still pounding down heavily upon the scene,the heavens had opened harshly. The gods seemed to be angry as they roared with thunder. AmaLy stood up slowly she was dripping wet through and shaking violently. She slowly moved towards her cabin to gain a slight bit of heat in hopes of quelling her shaking body. There beside the burning embers she sat, hoping for heat. AmaLy could not sleep, she did not dare to be visited by the memories of her family, it would cause too much pain to her already broken heart. Even though she did not sleep she was still visited, she still heard her mothers voice calling her name softly. "AmaLy…AmaLy….my dear daughter what is the matter?" a voice filled the scene with softness and love. "Are you real? Or my imagination? Or are you a fierce wicked spirit?"that voice was so real so full of love and so familiar. "Oh mom please help me. I surely wish to die. There is nothing worth living for"
"Oh AmaLy did you not listen to the words Tikka spoke to you?"
"Yes I did but they made no sense"
"Why do they not? Why are you afraid of accepting the truth?"
"The truth?"
"yes the truth…What he says is the truth. You are the one, the one who will fight for her people. I had your burden and my mother passed it on to me just as I pass it on to you. We are the descendents of angels"
"But mom I don't know what to do. How can I do what you ask of me? I know nothing"
"There was so much I had to teach you, to tell you but now there is no time. Me and your father were planning on telling you, on your birthday but it would not be. AmaLy you have waited to long, take a horse and find the guardians. If you can gather them and take on the power you will win you will free the people. I love you" the voice whispered and AmaLy felt a small kiss placed upon her brow. AmaLy smiled and as the spirit of her mother disappeared so did the sun rise high in the sky, bring on the first rays of light of a new morning and for AmaLy a new life.
AmaLy had been wallowing in her own self pity for hours. Tikka had left at about midnight and it was morning so she had been there for at least seven hours. Suddenly she realised juts how alone she was, she realised just how small she was in a giant world of conspiracy and pain. Slowly she stood and shivering the cold was intense it seemed yo seep into her bones and settle there in an everlasting ice. AmaLy dropped to her knees again and raked her fingers through the leaves and twigs, searching. After a few minutes crawling around her cold slender fingers clasped the familiar solidity of her oak staff, she smiled and remembered the day her father had given it to her. The rain still poured down from the sky and soaked her. The flames had finally been extinguished by the rain and all that remained of the once beautiful cabin was smoke and charred wood in a great heap. 'A funeral pyre' AmaLy thought as she thought of her Aunt. AmaLy said a little prayer for the soul of her Aunt and prayed that she forgave her for running away.
Gently moving round the back she was distressed to find that the stables had also burned to the ground, thankfully she sensed that the horses had escaped the flame ad as she tripped over something, she found her saddle and horses tackle had also survived. 'There must be more at work here, this is too much of a coincidence' she thought to herself. AmaLy stood and whistled a low soft whistle. Quite a bit away a brown hours pricked up its ears as she heard the call of her master. The horse cantered forward and entered into the proximity her tail swishing and her eyes bright at the sight of her master. AmaLy smiled and patted her horse. "Hello Pilgrim, Im glad your still here" swiftly she fastened the saddle and the tackle to her horse. "Ah Pilgrim where going on a journey my friend" she whispered to her as she fastened her staff to the saddle. AmaLy mounted gracefully "well Pilgrim its time to leave" she looked around as best she could imagining what it looked like. "Goodbye" she whispered. "YAH!" she kicked her horse into a canter. The forest roared past her as she rode and by the time she left the vast tangled ness of the forest it was noon.
The forest was vast and dense, AmaLy could not understand how Tikka had moved so fast he was only walking she was riding fast. Soon she emerged into a small village, her mother had often made trips here to buy food and all the other supplies. AmaLy slowed Pilgrim to a walk and stroked her neck as she sensed everything going on around her. There were plenty of people racing around hustling back and forth, as far as she could tell she was in the middle of a market place. Slowly and cautiously she led her horse forward the rain still beating down upon her. As the rain hit her it ran down her hair and down her face soaking her even more the conatant rain did not only dampen herself it dampened her very soul and her morality. Still they walked onward AmaLy reaching out her senses in hopes of at least finding someone she knew. No matter how hard she tried she could not accomplish what she so needed to find.
Tikka was no where to be found in the village so she passed through leaving behind rumours and stories about who she was. A young girl travelling alone on a fine horse soaking wet in pyjamas. It was nightfall when AmaLy finally reached the next village. However hard she tried to sense Tikka it still would not work, she could not sense anything anymore. Wearily her head began to droop and for the rest of the night Pilgrim was in charge as her owner sat on her back not taking charge of anything just wallowing once more in her misfortune. The morning drew earlier than anticipated and AmaLy was still in her depressing stupor she had been travelling non stop for the past day and she was so tired but she could not sleep, she had no food or water and she did not know where to go. Pilgrim led her to the city even the very outskirts were grand and clean and fabulous.
"You there!" a man shouted. AmaLy raised her head the slightest but other than that gave no slight recognition that she had heard him. "Hey did you hear me!" he yelled again running forward, he grabbed one of the loose reins and stopped Pilgrim who tossed her head slightly but remained still. "You need to turn around, riff-raff like you are not allowed in this proximity you must leave" "……"
"Did you hear me girl!"
"….."
" Look I'm not messing about with you, girl you must treat your betters with some respect and dignity"
"….."
"Leave!"
"….."
"You ignorant child"
"Tikka"
"what?" AmaLy suddenly felt relieved for she felt what she had been waiting for as she sat there lost in her own thoughts no knowing or caring where she was, she felt it Tikka's presence in the heart of the city. "I have to go"
"Your not going anywhere"
"I'm sorry" she whispered only just noticing where she was. "Yah!" she roared again kicking her horse into action. Pilgrim whinnied and cantered off at her masters command.
The horse and rider seemed to have gathered new spirits as they raced passed marble houses and inns. The city itself seemed like a gigantic maze and it took AmaLy a good couple of hours to find her way into the very centre of the city. She cantered out from a side street and into a great square. Tikka was somewhere near by she could feel it. She slowed Pilgrim to a walk and they together walked into the middle of the square, AmaLy turned right and left trying to sense where Tikka was. Soon a crowd had gathered around her and she was confused and scared. "What are you doing here!" a woman screeched
"Go home you filthy urchin!" a man shouted
"Brat!"
"Vagabond!"
"Scruffy girl!"
"Peasant!"
"You should not be here!"
"This is too good for you!"
"This is against the law" a woman said calmly.
"Stone her!" a few people shouted, soon the chanting grew louder and loude.r AmaLy turned her horse round. "No wait please stop!" she pleaded. All of them were dressed in fine clothes and lots of jewels. The strange green symbol eteched onto their clothes which marked them as magic users. Registered Magic users. Nobles, people who despised all normal people and if AmaLy had sight she would have seen this and knew to run.
She didn't know where to go, she didn't know how she could escape she couldn't even see. "Please" she pleaded agin turning her horse around, but four pairs of strong hands pulled her from her horse, she fell to the floor with a painful thud. "Wait please stop, Im looking for someone!" she pleaded.
"There's non of you here bitch!" AmaLy scrambled up.
"Wait please!" then the first stone hurled out of the crowd and hit her on the shoulder. "Ow, stop!" but the stones kept coming bouncing off her slender form whilst leaving painful marks. AmaLy could sense Tikka drawing nearer. "Stone the bitch, stone the bitch!" the crowd kept chanting throwing so many stones "Stop it!" a new voice came a broke the crowd into shards of silence.
"Tikka" a woman gasped.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"She is not allowed in these parts!" a man yelled from the back.
"I'm sorry but she is because she is with me" Tikka said, "come on guys leave the poor lass alone" he smiled.
"well why is she here?" another man asked as AmaLy stood up and stumbled a little. "My good looks and Charm, why else?" Tikka joked. The crowd laughed and gradually they dispersed leaving only a shaking girl and a handsome man alone. "Tikka?" she whispered softly.
"Why have you come here? You know your not allowed, we wouldn't want to spoil that pretty face with stone now would we" he laughed. AmaLy smiled a little and tried to walk forwards, she stumbled and tripped. Tikka stooped and caught her awkwardly. "I'm sorry" she whispered "But you said you needed me"
"Are you ok?" he asked stupidly sudenly struckby how beautiful the girl was who has by chance fallen straight into his arms. "Never better, I'm ready"
"for what?"
"I'm ready to finally accept who I am" she smiled and even though her eyes did not close Tikka knew that she had finally, after all her pains and troubles feinted into a deep sleep.
The world carried on as a normal day would and AmaLy slept soundly for the first time since her parents death, dreaming only of happy memories and things to come.
