The moment that the three were done shitting themselves at the sight of Hina's twelve foot some inches of thick, heavily chorded muscle- the two that had decided to go back for the others slowly meandered off after the giant. Perhaps because he was laughing at them and their reactions to him had embarrassed them or maybe it was more because they didn't trust him to walk behind them with that large fucking trident like spear of his without accidentally poking one of them in the ass.

Whatever the reason was, it took them a little while to finally disappear. And even when they did, Hina's rumbling laughter could be heard in the woods long, long after.

Leaving Daryl alone with the girl. His blue-green eyes studying her features as she slowly shook her head at Hina's predatory antics and the never ending stream of entertainment he seemed to get from employing them.

She just hoped that those two guys didn't get so nervous around him that they shot him in the ass or something.

The Imuchakk warrior just might do something terrible to them, like he had with Sinbad the first time the man had held a fire arm and dropped it.

The weapon had discharged upon hitting the ground and the bullet had torn open the flesh of Hina's upper thigh. And though it had been nothing but a flesh wound, the man had promptly turned and punched the hell out of his king. And then for at least a week after Sinbad had finally healed from his concussed state, he'd bitched at the man endlessly about injuring him.

In Aladdin's opinion, Sinbad had been lucky to get off with a mere concussion from the giant. If it had been her- she would have laid in bed, made herself look as pitiful as possible when Sinbad had come to see her. And made the man swear an oath to be her slave forever.

But that was just her opinion.

Her funny, vindictive little opinion... Was it weird now that she sort of wanted someone to shoot her? Not lethally, mind you. Everyone would flip out and make some very enthusiastic attempts to raise her from the dead for the specific purpose of killing her again themselves. But manage to wing her and give her a nice scar or something...

She mentally shook herself out of morbid thoughts to find the man that had been left behind by the others- what was his name again? Feral? Meral? No wait- it started with a D didn't it? What was it again? She wondered as she caught the man eyeing her strangely, his hands gripping his crossbow so tightly that his knuckles were starting to turn white, ah fuck it! She thought in mild frustration. She'd call him Hunter until she learned his name properly.

Anyways, she caught Hunter eyeing her strangely and slowly moving around so that he was circling her like some sort of wild animal seeking out it's prey.

She didn't exactly feel uncomfortable under the gaze of those unblinking eyes. In fact she was used to predators of all sorts. Alibaba, Morgiana, Hina, Sharrkan, Masrur, Ja-far, Sinbad- the list was damned near endless, so she was used to being appraised by a predator of one sort or another. Still, his behavior wouldn't go over well with the others.

Especially Sinbad, Ja-far, Hinahoho, Alibaba, and Morg.

She wasn't exactly sure why, but thought that perhaps their protectiveness must be partially due to their new location, how defenseless she appeared to be even here- though she was fully capable of fighting, and did so very well thanks to all her training with the other predators in her life- or it could have possibly had something to do with how they had found her a year ago after she had wandered away to go on a walk like she usually did, and wound up being kidnapped by a bunch of crazed men.

She wasn't going to lie, they had hurt her in ways that she had never imagined possible to hurt a human being. And when the others had come looking for her, they'd found her.

She recalled what happened so vividly that it almost made her cringe and feel the nearly overwhelming urge to vomit. She had been bound, her boy covered in so many bruises and discolorations that she had been in absolute agony whenever she had tried to move for a month afterwards.

They had used her body. One after another until she had lost count of how many times she had been taken. She had lost consciousness several times hoping to escape from the pain of the violations, but they hadn't allowed it. Every time she passed out cold, they would shock her awake violently.

Usually by breaking something, electercution, or some other horrible method.

Sinbad, Alibaba, Kouen, and Masrur had been the ones to find her. But they hadn't been able to retrieve her right then. They couldn't chance being spotted due to the number of men that had her, she understood that, truly she did. But she would never understand why they hid themselves and listened and watched what was done to her even if they mourned the loss of her innocence.

Once night had fallen, and the men had all but exhausted themselves with her and wandered off to sleep, they had struck. Taking out a group of at least forty with minimum effort while Masrur had carefully removed her from the scene and handed her off to Alibaba who had stayed back on Sinbad's command.

The second that her friend had her, he had hugged her as tightly as he dared while Masrur had handed him something to wrap her naked form in and then left them both. Unnerved by her silence and blank stare, and Alibaba's tears.

It had taken her two in a half months to be able to move again completely without much pain or effort. During which time she spent a majority of her time in her room, being kept company by Morgiana, Yam and the other two women, with the exception of Ja-far, Hinahoho, and Alibaba.

It took at least two more months after she was able to get up and move around freely again for Sinbad and Kouen to face her. Not because they pitied her or anything, they knew that she didn't want them to pity her. Nor did they feel disgusted at the sight of her as she had previously wondered about.

No- they had been disgusted with themselves for failing her so badly and didn't know what to say or do to make things better.

The entire incident was the reason behind her request for each of the warriors to teach her how to fight. And she was a very quick learner. It had only taken each of them several weeks to a month or so to teach her everything that they each knew about fighting.

But even now, after the incident, Aladdin stayed true to herself as a magi and remained for the most part- an absolute pacifist. Which was why she knew that the others wouldn't like Hunter-boy's current behavior.

If any of them caught any of him or his group eyeing her with so much as a hint of lust, they'd rip their eyes out of their heads and then string them up and skin them alive like they had the men that had violated her.

"Come on, I guess I should show you around." She said as she caught sight of Ja-far and Sharrkan stepping out of the house and pausing as something akin to murderous rage flitted across their handsome faces when they caught sight of her and Hunter standing alone, unsupervised...

Ah crap. This could be problematic. Aladdin thought as she absently reached out and halted Hunter's circling at the same exact moment her two friends jumped the porch railing and began making their way over to them.

"Ali, is there some kind of problem with our new friend?" Sharrkan asked as he and Ja-far finally reached them. The three men took a moment to size each other up silently as Ja-far reached out and slowly pulled her away from Hunter's side. Just in case Sharrkan lost his temper and decided to punch the bastard for sizing her up like a piece of meat.

"No. Everything's fine." Aladdin said gently, her voice lulling them into believing her. The two visibly relaxed for a second before Ja-far asked quietly, yet still loudly enough to be overheard by Hunter.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. He's just..."

"Curious?" Ja-far supplied helpfully. The girl nodded her head slowly and he gave her a little stressed looking smile and then patted her on the head before looking back at Hunter and saying threateningly, "Okay. I'll buy it for now. But if you so much as breathe on Ali wrong...you won't live long enough to regret it. Ali, we'll be back up at the house for now. But I'll send someone to find you in a few minutes so don't wander off too far, ya hear."

The girl hesitated for a moment, but then nodded her head and gave the man a small wave as he turned and slowly started walking away, leaving Sharrkan there for a few moments longer, eyeing the stranger with little veiled anger before he shifted his golden amber gaze to her and he quickly leaned down and pressed his mouth against her cheek and muttered that he had better see her at dinner or else and then turned and walked away.