Chapter 11:

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The Fight

The soldiers encircled her. Then the oldest soldier came forwards with a swift looking attack with his sword which was met with equal ferocious with Xiao's kick, she struck the blade with the side of her foot on the side. A slight rip pierced the air as soon as the kick lifted from the ground. Xiao looked down for a second and saw a huge split running through her dress. "Thank God I put an undergarment on!" she thought, noticing a light brown short dress that went up to her knees.

She looked up just in time to meet a full power punch in her eye. She gritted her teeth in pain and just stopped herself from falling backwards from the force. Then quickly like a ferocious whirlwind she lased out her punch stab like jabs. They pierced the air like light and struck the soldier in his chest.

Xiao tumbled to one side of the attacker thanks to the rip in her dress she performed the cartwheel with ease and slight grace. Then she formulated a plan and flashed out her right hand, grabbed his wrist and neatly flung him to the floor with a powerful flick.

He landed with a thud a lay motionless for a while, and then he came to his sense and leapt up. With supreme accuracy he took out a small dagger from his sheath and threw it at Xiaoyu.

Prince Jin grinned as the battle raged. He so wanted to get into the fight and attack her but he held back to watch her beat the others before he came to beat her! He noted her improvement since that last time he had fought her was quite big. He lightly touched his sword's sheath and felt a surge of power trust into him. He knew soon he could join the fight; he could feel the presence inside of him! Something he hadn't felt since the day he pined her down.

She yelped in pain as the dagger plunged into her arm. She could feel the blade cut through the muscle and dig into the bone. Her arm became rigid and was bleeding quite slowly to her surprise. Quickly sand less elegantly she performed her racoon swing kick and instantly jumper into the air at split second and forced her to move her injured arm into her flower storm attack.

The grey haired soldier felt his bones shatter and a surge of pain smash through his body as he smashed to the floor like a vase.

Instead of landing like a graceful swan Xiao collapsed from her flower storm to the ground in a heap, already her dress was torn in quite a few places; her left eye was badly bruised from the punch and felt like it was on fire.

"Come on Xiao…get up…get up!" she whispered, pulling herself onto her feet and quickly flexing her right arm. A jolt of pain like static but ten times worse jolted her. The dagger was still half in her arm. She clenched her teeth and swiftly pulled out the short blade, Xiao winced as the pain felt like it was shuddering her whole arm. Blood dripped down her arm onto the ground, staining the thriving green grass.

Out of the corner of her eye she spotted another soldier running towards her at full speed. Without a word or thought she whirled around so fast, making her torn dress encircle like a cloak and launched the dagger right into the soldiers leg.

Jin's grin wiped off, his men were being slaughtered one by one, each a different way, but he could tell that she wouldn't be able to beat him, especially with her inured arm.

She dived she whirled and twirled as if she was back on the dance floor, she almost played with the soldiers one by one until she pinpointed an easy weak spot. Then WACK! She struck like lightning.

The last supposed soldier stood stock still, leaning against a wall. He was dressed completely in black, including a black bandana that tied his hair back. Quickly he unsheathed his sword from his back, he brought it to his face, bowed and then advanced on Xiao.

"Nice to meet you Chinese scum…but don't worry, your death will be quick and of course efficient."

Xiao bowed in the return of respect and quickly dodged out of the stab of his thin sword using her front layout. She turned around and smiled childishly before going down to her phoenix stance and rising upwards with a firestorm like spiral. Bringing up her fist clenched tightly and striking the young inexperienced samurai in the face, then in a split second she brought up her foot one the side of his head and forcing his to the ground with a swift action. The samurai had been knocked out cold.

Xiao bowed gracefully.

Jin just stopped himself from screaming and quietly removed his sword from the grass. He quickly ran up to Xiao and slammed the point of the sword into her upper left leg.

Just as Xiao turned around she saw Prince Jin less then a centimetre from her face, she felt a sudden jolt of pan, automatically she reached out and gripped his arm, she looked down and saw the sword shear right through her leg. Blood spurted onto the torn dress skirt and onto the under garment.

She opened her mouth to scream out in pain but felt sudden warm hands being forced over her mouth. She reached out her uninjured arm and grabbed his hand, trying to haul the hand away from her mouth but the hand was like a metal clamp.

Prince Jin pulled out the sword from her leg quite slowly, watching her carefully as she squirmed in pain.

"Like a worm on a hook!" he whispered in her ear. Then he let go of the sword and waited for it to fall to the ground before using his other hand to tighten around her neck. His hand on her mouth loosened and let go as soon as he started to hear Xiao gasping for breath.

"Why…why are you…doing this?" she asked weakly.

Prince Jin walked slowly towards a large wall and smashed her head against it, using it to pin her.

"I need you to be my guide."

"Guide?"

"You've got to guide me to the capital city through the Tung Show Path!"

"I won't!" she whispered, reached out with both arms trying to pry of his hands from her neck.

Prince Jin smiled. "I'll promise not to kill your little friend…what's her name again? Oh yes, Miharu, and I might just make your death less painful in the end."

Xiao's eyes opened wide in disbelief. "You wouldn't dare!" she muttered dangerously.

A glint swept through Jin's eye. "Wouldn't I?" he whispered softly.

"What do you wish to do when…?" Xiao never finished her sentence, but started to cough. She was choking on her blood!

Jin nearly dropped her in disgust when her blood was thrown up upon him.

In desperation for freedom and breath she summoned up her will power and strength and smashed her right injured foot into the prince's 'jewels'.

"Holy…" Prince Jin never finished his sentence through the fact that the wind was forced out of his when he fell to the floor, releasing Xiao from his grasp.

Xiao could hardly breath. She felt pains in her through every time she tried to take in gulps of air. She started to throw up blood everywhere.

Prince Jin recovered from his attack quicker then she had recovered and quickly grabbed a dagger from his waist. He advanced on Xiao silently.

"No escape now servant!" he murmured.

Xiao looked up, her face was pale and she was surrounded by blood! Blood coated her dress and her hands like a stream. One minute she looked straight into his eyes and the next she felt something jab between her shoulder blades and neck. She collapsed by the prince's feet.

"Little pretty…" whispered Prince Jin as he bent down to scoop up Xiao into his arms. The smell of the blood he found wasn't as unpleasant as he had anticipated; he could still smell her vanilla and jasmine scented perfume that had been lent to her by her friend. "You will do as I say."

She opened her eyes for a second. All she could see were blurry shapes, she closed her bright brown eyes again only to open them a minute later.

She was in a dark and chilly cell, the wind howled through the bars of what should have been a window. The floor was an instant freeze to her surprisingly bare feet. She carefully reached out to the wall and tried to pull herself up, she felt a huge blow of pain in her left leg, the one that Prince Jin had stabbed! She let herself slowly slide down to the floor again. She carefully stared at her right arm. It had been roughly bandaged and blood had continued to seep out slowly.

She stared down at her wrist; she was wearing a cotton black dress. Her hair had been roughly cut to her shoulders.

Her eyes darted to the cell door as a figure stepped through.

"How are you?" he asked, staying in the further corner of the cell.

Xiao tried to reply but felt a stream of liquid rush up her throat. She turned away and threw up the liquid; it splattered onto the wall and she instantly felt a pain in her left side of her stomach. She looked down and pressed down where the pain appeared to be and nearly screamed.

"Still in pain?" he asked mockingly.

Xiao looked at him harshly with her eyes; carefully she gripped the wall and forced herself up. The pain in her arm and leg was intense and she was so sure she could feel blood dripping down her wounds. Her head started to swim around almost as if a great ranging sea had taken her. "Oh God!" she whispered, letting go of the walls and clutching her head. Her head bent down and she felt herself falling, sailing down through the air to the ground.

Prince Jin watched her fall and then almost flew over and grabbed her before she fell to the floor.

"What's wrong with me, I feel so…"

"Weak?"

Xiao nodded her head fearfully, feeling Prince Jin's strong grasp on her made her feel edgy.

"You've lost allot of blood…I had just got someone to heal you a bit…"

"Through magic?"

"No, that would be…a waste."

"If you swear that you won't let any harm come to Miharu, then I'll do it." She whispered.

Prince Jin smiled at her, he loosened his grip on her and she carefully stood up. As he turned to go she decided to speak. "I'll need my sword back for the journey!"

"You will carry no weapon…"

"How can I defend myself from someone with a sword if I don't have one?"

"You fight with your fists!" he replied coldly.

She stood and watched the prince; cloaked in darkness, walk away.

"Sir, I recommend you get someone to heal her properly," suggested the old doctor.

"With magic?"

"Of course!"

"It would be a waste…"

"If you intend to drag he out through the mountains she is going to need her strength. I cannot heal her internal bleeding…only stop it from worsening, and maybe slow it down!"

"Internal bleeding!"

"It is why she's so weak, it's why she throws up blood. If it isn't healed properly, then she probably won't last the whole of the journey back."

"Who says she's going back?"

"What do you mean?" the doctor looked up, his eyes once weary now suddenly awake.

"I mean once the raids done I'll get rid o her."

"How?" the doctor asked suspiciously.

"Don't know yet doctor, their are many ways, beat her to death, drown her, knife her, shoot arrows at her. I still haven't decided yet…but I assure you she won't be coming back alive!" Prince Jin grinned at the doctor.

The doctor shivered furiously. "And if she's able to make it back…"

"She won't!" promised Prince Jin, silently walking out of the room.

Writers Note:

Yes, another chapter up, another chapter to be reviewed!

So know you know part of the plan of what Jin is using her for.

Looks like things haven't went good for her yet.

Is she going to find out the truth about the prince? About the fact of why he is cursed to have a demon side!

Will post the next chapter ASAP!