Children of the Devil
On a dark moonlit night, a lone horseman rode through the Western Woods on his dark hell stallion Daredevil. His name was Damian LaCure, he was a Hessian Mercenary. He was a strong, dark and handsome man, with short black hair and sapphire blue eyes. As his horse daredevil pranced through the fog and darkness, a sound echoed throughout the woods, it was a woman's screams. Damian turned daredevil and rode viciously toward the sound, the blonde haired woman rode a red mare from the Hollow. She kneed her mare hard to get away from the men chasing her, Damian sped daredevil up and unsheathed his sword as he then started chopping the men's heads off. As the last one fell, she turned her soft green eyes on him meeting his blue ones, she called back her soft voice trembling.
"Are you going to hurt me?"
"No!" he replied in a strong deep voice. She reigned her mare in, her small fragile looking hands shaking as she glanced up at him without flinching. He removed his silky black cloak and wrapped it around her. Her thin silver dress was wet from the heavy rains that had fallen earlier.
"Thank you for saving me. My name is Keelan Van Tassel." She whispered softly to him.
"My name is LaCure, Damian LaCure." He drawled deeply. The two rode back side by side towards the Hollow, all of a sudden from out of nowhere a gunshot rang out, both horses screamed and Damian grabbed his side.
"Damian! Where have you been hit?" Keelan cried out scared, her voice shaking with fear.
"My ribs" he mumbled between gritted teeth. Keelan grabbed his reins and led daredevil towards her cottage at the edge of the western woods. Keelan cleaned, stitched and bandaged Damian's ribs after she removed the bullet, she made sure he was comfortable, she then went out and settled the two horses daredevil and Liria in the stables, before she returned to Damian's side she brushed and fed them. When Keelan returned to the cottage, she found Damian standing by the fire, she walked over to him and placed her petite hand on his muscled back.
"Damian, please you need to rest." Keelan softly whispered to the handsome soldier. He turned and reached out grabbing her wrist softly yet firmly.
"Why are you helping me and taking care of me?" Keelan looked up at him, her green eyes meeting with his.
"Because you saved me and I wanted to." She answered. Damian dropped to his knees and gently tugged Keelan down in front of him, he then slowly and passionately started to kiss her, her hand found their way into his black hair, from that night on Damian called Sleepy Hollow his home.