Chapter Thirteen

The whole fort had been evacuated. Smoke was rising into the air like a black cloud that threatened to swallow the world whole. What looked to be maybe black tar was poured over grass and masses of hay. A few villagers were lagging behind due to duty of spreading the tar.

Faith stood atop a tree branch high above the ground. Her hair was loose and blowing wildly in the wind as she looked at over the field. Her mind was racing with questions; will she be able to save Tristan and Lancelot? Will Destiny survive the battle? Is Arthur's plan going to work? Will she even live to see the sun set that day?

So many questions, yet no answers were given. All Faith could hope for was that Destiny would be smart for once and actually pay attention in battle. Neither destiny nor she had ever lifted a sword to fight in battle. Sure they had used one for self defense and stabbed someone, but they didn't know how to wield one or do any of that fancy footwork.

A sigh escaped her lips as she dropped her gaze to her remaining sister below her. Destiny was easily entertaining herself with a beautiful wooden bow that had various things carven into the sides.

Destiny looked like a natural born woad with her hair pulled back loosely into a bun. A top very similar to the one that Guinevere wore adorned Destiny's chest while what seemed to be the medieval times version of a mini skirt, covered her hips. Faith's own outfit consisted of a baggy pair of faded brown breeches and what looked to be leather bonds wrapped around her chest and stomach.

Faith felt a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she remembered the way Hope use to tease Destiny, telling her that her arse was way too big for a mini skirt. 'If Hope could see you now, Des...' She thought to herself as she dropped down to the ground, landing on her feet with her knees bent.

"Are we going to fight here with Guinevere? Or are we going to go ride out with the knights?" Destiny asked as she amateurishly tried to wield the sword she was supposed to use in battle. "Perhaps I should stick to my bow and daggers..." Destiny mumbled as the sword fell to the ground with a thump.

"I will stay here and shoot arrows with the woad's. My skills with a bow are far beyond your years little one." Faith simpered.

"You're not that much older then me Fai!" Destiny squealed as she dropped the sword again and it almost landed on her foot.

"You will take Guinevere's horse and ride out with the knights." Faith stated melodiously.

"Righty captain!" Destiny brought her hand to her forehead as if she was saluting Faith. A grin sashayed across her face as she turned around and began heading towards a horse that was tied to a tree. But she stopped.

"Faith, if we die…" She began, but was interrupted.

"We won't. And were not saying goodbyes, now go before I hog tie you to the horse!" Faith shouted as she sheathed a sword in her belt. Destiny slowly nodded her head and jogged off towards the horse.

Faith turned to watch her last little sister leave. She hastily bit back a snicker as she watched her younger sibling mount the horse clumsily. Destiny looked up and met Faith's eyes, sharing a solemn moment between them, and then Des nodded her head and urged her horse onward.

A slight pain erupted in Faith's chest as she watched Destiny gallop out of the forest. She didn't know if she would ever see her sister alive after this moment, she wasn't even sure she could handle the death of another sister. Yes, she had killed Miracle that very morning, but only because she believed it would send Miracle back to the future, where hopefully Hope was awaiting.

Her eyes drifted closed as she replayed the scene of Miracles death in her mind. The feel of her sister's blood covering her chest and hands was the most sickening feeling. The sound of her breathing slowly decreasing as life left her body was the most disturbing sound. Never in Faith's life had she had regrets about killing someone. But then again, they were never her family.


"Ahhh…Arthur is taking with the evil hairy man…" Destiny lowered her eyes. Beside her Galahad was sitting on his horse completely armored. He had decided to join Arthur at the last minute this morning when he had found Miracles dead body. The only conclusion he knew of was that a Saxon had murdered her while she was looking for her sisters.

"Hairy? I can't tell from here. But evil? Definitely." Galahad snickered as he stroked his horse's mane. His eyes were watching Arthur gallop back towards them, but you could see that his mind was somewhere else.

"I wonder if she is watching over us."

"Who?" Galahad asked quietly.

"Hope" Destiny replied with a weak smile as Arthur took his place on top the hill between Destiny and Galahad.

"So Arthur, did he ask you to kneel upon your knees? Did he make you polish his sword? Or were you able to convince him orally, speaking I mean." Destiny batted her eyes.

"Excuse me?" Arthur asked slightly confused.

"Oh never mind!" Destiny huffed as she turned around at the sound of galloping. The rest of the knights were wearing their armor and ready for battle galloping towards them. Dagonet, Bors and Gawain took their place by Galahad while Tristan and Lancelot stood by Destiny.

Tristan was looking out over the soon to be battlefield. " Too many lives will be taken on this day."

"C'mon Tristy boo boo bear, have a little faith." Destiny giggled.

"I already have." Tristan replied.

"OH my god! A joke!" Destiny shrieked and acted like she was going to faint, which caused all the knights to look over at them with curiosity.

"It was good too." Tristan smirked, and Destiny just gawked at him.


The battle had begun sooner then everyone had thought. The air was filled with the sound of war chants and drumming. Faith was ridding through the field on a horse, desperately trying to shoot down Saxons and stay on her horse at the same time.

Not far from her Destiny was dodging swords left and right, while she tried to wield her own that seemed to keep slipping from her fingers.

"OHHHH! WIGGLEWORMS!" She shouted as she ducked from another blow to her head. "Jesus Christ! LEAVE MY HEAD ALONE! I LIKE IT WHERE IT IS!"

The Saxon roared with laughter, his belly jiggling as he did. Destiny's teeth grinded together as she jumped on his back, wrapping her arms around his fat chubby neck. He twisted and turned trying to sling her off his back. Finally he lifted his sword and tried to stab her. When Destiny saw that what he was doing she dropped down from his back and watched with amazement as the Saxon stabbed himself.

"Now that is what I call stupidity." Destiny snickered as she jumped up and dusted herself off. She turned to run off and find Faith, when she came face to face with three abnormally large Saxons. The three of them were grinning at her with very weird looks on their faces. Hesitating, Destiny did the only thing she could think of.

"LOOK! NAKED LANCELOT!" Destiny pointed, and to her surprise, the Saxons actually looked. Destiny snickered to herself as she dashed off further into the battle field.

"I knew you Saxons liked to polish swords!" Destiny roared with laughter but stopped when she saw a group of Saxons running towards her.

"Wait! Stop!" She yelled as she halted herself to a stop. The Saxons started at her with confused looks as she glanced from side to side nervously. " HAMMER TIME!" She screamed out and proceeded to do the MC Hammer music video dance.


From afar Faith watched with amusement as Destiny inspired the Saxons to start dancing, thus, gaining her an escape route. Faith's eyes traveled around the battlefield, and they landed on Lancelot. He was battling Cynric, the Saxon prince. The only coherent though in Faiths mind at the moment was that Lancelot was the man that hope loved, and maybe she could do her death justice by saving him.

Without a second thought, she urged her horse forward trying to desperately get to the fight in time before Lancelot took the final deadly blow. Five feet from them she dropped down from her horse and notched back an arrow in her bow. She released it and watched in satisfactory as it hit the Saxon prince in the side. He fell to his knees. Lancelot nodded his thanks to Faith then turned to fight another Saxon behind him.

Something about this seemed too easy to Faith, like there was something she was missing. As she pondered her thoughts, the Saxon prince had flipped over a dead body and obtained a crossbow. Faith's eyes widened and she rushed forward to push Lancelot out of the way.

Lancelot was stunned when he was pushed to the ground. If they were not in battle at the moment he was sure he would have some smart rude remark to make about her jumping on him. But all his thoughts were lost when he pushed Faith's body off of him and saw that the tip of an arrow was sticking through her chest. Blood was diminishing from her mouth, and her eyes were shining with tears.

"Faith!" Lancelot shouted desperately, shaking her. "Hold on, I'll take you Dagonet and he will fix you! Hold on Faith please!"

Lancelot's desperate cries never reached Faith's ears. Death had overcome her quicker then a fat kid on a hot fudge sundae. Death wasn't all that painful to Faith; well accept for the arrow sticking through your chest, somehow he felt peaceful for her, like she was weightless.

A crackling laughter sounded behind Lancelot, and all the anger he never knew he possessed overcame him. He stood from the ground, both swords in his hands, and turned to the Saxon prince that still sat on his knees. With much glee and hatred, Lancelot took his head off with one swift of his sword.


Destiny was fighting alongside Tristan. Though her sword fighting wasn't as good as his, she was still doing pretty good about randomly stabbing the Saxon king when he wasn't looking, and throwing big rocks at his heads. Ok so technically she wasn't fighting with Tristan she was just trying to slow down the old hairy man.

But Destiny's sad attempts weren't helping at all. The sudden fear that Tristan would die without knowing that Faith might actually care about him, or Faith knowing that maybe Tristan loved her, overcame her. Without thinking she blindly rushed forward and pushed Tristan to the ground, and took the blow that was aimed for Tristan's side.

Destiny had never been stabbed before, sure she had been shot with guns, stunned with stun guns, that type of NORMAL stuff, but she had never been stabbed with a sword. It was weird, like there was a giant cold thorn stuck in her side and even though it was gone it still felt like it was there.

She heard Tristan behind her mumbling something about leaving her alone, and she could hear the rustling of grass as Tristan crawled towards her. Before he could reach her, the Saxon king had grabbed her by her hair and yanked her up. She opened her eyes and could see Arthur running towards her in the distance.

'Great, like I want to die see that…Why can't I see Orlando Bloom naked instead?' Destiny thought to herself. She felt her breath becoming ragged as the Saxon king made her stand up. She never even saw the Saxon king raise his sword and strike her down. All she felt was the hard thump of her hitting the ground, then her vision becoming blurry. She barely heard Tristan's pleas for her to hold on long enough for Dagonet to save her, and someone crying out her name….


It was cold, extremely cold. The floor was hard, and when she sat up her back made a slight cracking sound. The room was almost completely dark; accept for a few rays of light coming through the black curtains. Something about this room seemed all too familiar to Destiny, like she had been here many times before.

Completely sitting up, she glanced around the room waiting for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. But before they did, an oh so wonderful scent reached her nose. A scent that was so heavenly, so delicious, that it made her mouth water. Her eyes followed the source of the scent, and they landed on a red plastic box.

"OREOS!"


A/N: Yay! Sorry it was so short and that it took me so long to update. I had like major wirters block, it was horrible! Lol. Hope you enjoyed! BTW I changed a little bit about chapter twelve. The ending just didn't seem fitting.Enjoy! REVIEW! REVIEW!

Jessipurr