Assassin's Loss
A/N Well, I love the reviews I'm getting and so far pretty much everyone says that Erk should be Nino's Other suitor, so who am I to argue?
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Chapter 3- Out of the frying pan and into the fire
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I walked for another hour, night was setting in even more, and I could barely see the path in front of me, reluctantly I finally sit down next to a large rock to sleep for a few hours.
My dream is the same one I've had ever since I saw them, I hear what he says, I hear how she responds, I watch her kiss him, the pain of seeing that washes over me once again, the cold feeling that went down my spine the second she moved forward to kiss him.
The rage that he would take her from me like that, enraged at him, enraged at Mark for splitting us up so often.
My sleep was so deep that it was almost like I was actually reliving the moments than just dreaming them; I didn't notice anyone surrounding me, didn't hear the footsteps, and didn't feel a thing until someone slashed my arm.
The flaming pain woke
me up the see myself staring an angry looking
man in the face,
his sword to my neck.
"You bastard…" He says in a low tone, "You bastard…kill my brother …"
I hold my arm and stare up at him, even I'm at a huge disadvantage here, I take a deep breath and ignore the pain in my arm, "Do you mean that guy who attacked me with the big sword?" I say in a calm voice.
For this he slashes my other arm, I don't cry out, I refuse to give him that satisfaction, "Yeah, that's the one." He replies in a cocky voice.
My eyes scan the area, there are not many men with him, and he would be easier than his brother to dispatch if he hadn't gotten the jump on me.
"Tell me, how does it feel to be in this bad of shape Mr. Angel of Death?" He says, his rage was mixed with a cocky feeling of being the one with the upper hand.
"…" I say nothing, waiting for him to drop his guard.
He holds the sword to my neck again, "It was too easy, and here I thought you people could hear things like people sneaking up on you."
"I was a little busy." I reply, voice still calm.
He laughs, "Well, it just cost you your life."
He quickly raises his sword about to bring it down across my chest when a lightening bolt came down and shocked him.
He looked around, "What the hell!" He shouted into the air before spotting someone, it was the girl that I had saved, "You!" He shouts, getting back up while grabbing his sword off the ground beside him.
He starts towards her, calling for his friends, at take this moment to make my move, despite my wounds I pull my daggers out and slice the man's back open, he falls to the ground in a bloody heap.
I looked at the other two men; they were frozen in fear for a moment, before they ran off
I looked at the girl, "…"
"Yeah you better run!" She shouts at them, waving her fists in the air.
I stare at the back of her head for a moment, her cloak is pure white, you would thing she was a cleric, but the make was that of a sage.
She turned and looked back at me, "Uh…Well…I guess I have some explaining to do huh?"
I say nothing, I just stare at her, She has flame red hair that hangs near her shoulders and blue eyes.
"Well…you see…after you saved me I got into town and went to the bar where my grandpa was…but he was dead before I got there…" A flicker of sadness ran across her face, "So…I ordered a drink…and the bartender and I started talking…he said I looked a little rough and I told him about what happened on the road…"
I watched her tell the story, my gaze unwavering she looked very uncomfortable.
"So…ah…well…you see…there was this guy…and he heard what I said…and he didn't seem to happy about it so I followed him out of the bar and…"
I sighed and finished for her, "He gathered up a posse to hunt me down and you tail him all the way here to help me out right?"
She nodded slowly, still nervous around me, most people who see me at work are after all.
"Well…thank you." I say calmly, standing up to leave.
"Hey! You are still wounded!" She shouts at me, walking next to me she pulls out a heal rod and uses it on my arms.
"…Thanks…" I say, before starting to walk again.
"So uh…where are you going?" She asks in a curious voice.
"…" I consider if I should tell her or not, it was a long journey and if she wanted to come she would probably slow me down, but I gave in, "Phaere, Lord Eliwood's castle…" I reply quietly.
She is silent for a moment, "So…you want some company?"
"…" I walk a few steps before saying, "If you want to tag along then tag along, but try to keep up."
"Not very friendly are you Mr. Angel of Death?" She says, seeming to be trying to break the ice.
"Jaffar." I say.
"What?" She asks, confused at my meaning.
"Jaffar is my name, not Mr. Angel of Death." I say shortly.
"Oh…Okay then, my name is Jennica." The girl says, bowing her head a little.
"Alright, just try to keep up." I say as I walk along the path.
"Why are we walking at night again?" She asks.
"Because those two will probably tell others, we need to get somewhere safe…"
"Oh…great…" She mumbles.
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A/N: SSSHHHEEEEEE'SSSS BBAAACCKKKKK…
Well, a few reviewers gave me a few ideas and gave me even more reason to work at this story, ha ha, this one may go longer than I had expected!
Anyway, reviews always welcome, Suggestions are great, and vote on Ninox? Even though Erk seems to be winning by a landslide.
