Chapter 5

Reminiscing the Past

By midday, Dart, and Kylos were well packed and ready to take leave and start yet another adventure of sorts. Dart took his sword from his sheath and wiped it with a well-worn rag. His greatest obstacle was yet to come. He had to say goodbye to his parents yet again, from only just seeing them again since five years. He was surprised that they would let him leave so easily. Last time they resisted. Maybe it was because he was older, or maybe because they knew Dart was too stubborn that they would never change his mind.

He stood up, put his sword away, and threw a rigid leather bag over his shoulder with ease. Kylos on the other hand seemed to have trouble when he did the same thing.

"Are you sure you two have enough food and gold?" the mother asked.

Dart let out a sigh. "Don't worry, we can make out with it."

She nodded, though she disagreed and wrapped her trembling cold arms around her son. She reached up and patted his messy hair and tried to smile, but grief over whelmed her and a single tear rolled down her face. "I was so glad to see you , and now you're leaving again."

"Don't worry, this trip won't take as long as the last. I promise you that we won't be any longer than a few weeks."

"So, I guess we're going on foot?" Kylos asked with a moaning tone.

"I haven't seen any horses, and besides if they're was any, the people here need them more than we do."

"… Wait…"

Dart and Kylos turned around. The injured soldier was standing besides them trying to keep balance. "I have a horse, tied him up over by those trees. Not surprised if someone else took him already though."

"I don't think one would be enough." Dart said coldly."

"Yeah, I know, it can carry your luggage for ya and your weapons. I don't think you'd be wanting to carry that on your back the whole way."

The man had a point. How was he going to rescue Shana while carrying all of his items, plus, Shana could probably ride on it on the way back.

"I guess we could take him." he concluded.

"Good, like I said he's over there. I'd take you to him myself, but I'm having trouble walking."

Dart nodded and started walking over to the smoke covered trees by the cemetery.

"Hey, boy. Suppose you don't have a weapon do ya?"

Kylos turned around. "Who, me?"

"Yeah, I have a short sword strapped to the horse. Hopefully it's still there. If you want it it's yours."

"Thanks."

Shana was lying uncomfortably on the cold, dank floor of her prison cell. She was lifeless but deep in thought as she fixed her eyes at her worn shoes. She lay in a cradled position desperately trying to keep her body warm. Her cell provided no comfort whatsoever. The hard ground was covered with mud piled up over the years and a few misplaced crates with black finger print markings smothered all over them. Every few seconds she would hear the dripping of water hitting the floor from the ceiling, and wardens keeping their watch on the prisoners. She was lucky if they fed her leftover crust or porridge that the wardens threw on the ground from laziness, but today wasn't one of those days. The guards weren't paying much attention to her cell today for some unknown reason. She was dead tired, but from the lack of comfort and food she could not fall asleep even if she closed her eyes for hours and tried to.

She soon thought of escaping but a few days earlier someone else did but was impaled by the turnkey in the process. Since then she thought more about why she was sent to Hellena in the first place. She couldn't recall ever breaking the law or causing any harm. "Why me?" she spoke to herself.

She felt her emotions swelling inside her but she didn't have the energy to even shed a tear. She finally had it in her to stand up and sit on a wooden crate. She recalled the time when she first met Dart. He was 11 and she was 6. Her parents tried teaching her to tie her shoes, but she could never grasp the concept. Once when she was walking in the towns of Seles to fetch some water, she tripped spilling the pale and skinning her knee. She remembered when she looked up and saw him for the first time, those blue eyes and light blond hair. He took her hand and literally lifted her off of her feet. Without warning, he then bent down and tied her shoe. The following day she tripped willingly just for the purpose of seeing him again. They soon became best of friends.

Shana let out a small low laugh as loud as a mouse. If she would of laughed any louder she most likely would have been scolded by one of the guards. She put her hand over her mouth and started thinking of other fond memories. But the one she could remember most was not a happy one. It would always come up first whenever she thought of Dart. They day he left Seles to hunt down the Black Monster. Shana remembered Dart telling her that his real parents were dead and that the ones that he lived with were Kylos' and not his own. They were murdered by this demon called the Black Monster and that when he turned 18 he would go and have revenge on them. Thus he did. She regretted that day for not stopping him. It had been five years now since that day and she missed him so much. He was like an older brother to her but now she was started feeling differently about him. Something more . . . .

She stopped for a second and couldn't believe what she was thinking. "Would Dart feel the same thing about me? Or does he think I'm his younger sister still?" she said to herself.

"After all these years he most likely had forgotten about me. His mind is set on more important things after all. I wonder what he's like now. He would be 23, all… grown-up. He might even have a girlfriend. Heck even married"

Shana didn't want to think about him being married to someone else then besides her. But she had to be true to herself. "He will probably never come back to Seles. He will probably stay in Mille Seseau, but I need you more than ever Dart. Where are you"
She once again came to conclusions about Dart. She knew she had to stop doing it though because she would worry herself too much. At that moment footsteps could be heard coming through the corridor. Shana quickly stood back up and walked to the entrance of her cell. She held the prison bars and looked at the warden approaching.

"Excuse me, but why am I here?" she said with a trembling tone.

The guard stopped and glared at Shana. When he did that Shana turned away. It bothered her to look at him directly.

"Shut the hell up! Next time you're dead."

With that, the overweight guard walked right past her cell and continued his prison duty. Shana reclined back to the crate she was sitting on and wrapped her arms around her legs. A single tear running down her cheek…

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Okay, that's chapter 5 hoped you liked it, I finally changed to POV to Shana.