Winnie's POV
Fumbling blindly, I finally arrive at the destination the man was pushing me towards. Into a wagon I am pushed, and as I climb into the back of such ancient machinery the man looks into my eyes.
"You think you're so clever drinking that water don't you?"I begin to panic. How could this person know about the water, the water that has made me immortal, the water that I drank so that I could be with my true love forever? I assume that my eyes gave it away because he began to laugh. "Oh yes I know all about your special water, and about that family. Oh yes I know everything. You see, when I was a young boy my father was a travelling person, looking for ways to make money. Stumbling into your little town, he soon discovered your secret, and that family's. What surprised to know that after all those years, after the death of my father, his son is back to seek revenge. Silly girl, we don't give up that easily." My fist flung from his grasp, and I started to flail, only to be pushed to the back of the wagon, hard, hitting my head as the world around me started to fade. "Oh yes," he says, "what's the saying? An eye for an eye they say." Then blackout.
Bad Guys POV
I never meant to fling her back that hard, but I didn't expect such force from a mere girl. Oh how revenge felt, but yet how empty I truly was. Where was the feeling of triumph, where was that joy? Nothing. I felt nothing. Looking into the girl's face, how distraught, hurt, her face looked. What had I done? No! Push those thoughts away, focus on the prize. I had to get her as far away from that town as possible, because sooner or later the town's people would understand and start to look for her. Those idiots she called parents, always trying to marry off their child at the first hint of wealth. Appears the acting paid off, but oh how I hated it! I never wanted this life, but after my poor father this destiny was thrust upon me, with nothing to do, nowhere to run. Eyes on the road, focus, and breathe. Just your average kidnapping, no big deal.
I turn into an old country road, and ride in the shadows. I look behind me and Winnie is still sleeping, breathing deeply. Her hair lining her small fragile face, her hands placed gingerly on her…What am I thinking about? Focus on the road! I'm kidnapping her, and I mustn't show any feelings towards her. Focus and drive.
I was running, running as fast as I knew how, with a young man yelling behind me. I was free! I had no cares in the world. Up in the distance was a familiar face, and my heart skipped a beat. It was Huck! Huck had found me! As I approached him his arms were outreached, and I ran towards them. As we embraced I suddenly jolted awake. A dream, it was all a dream, and reality slowly and painfully set back in. I was still in the wagon, and there was still that man holding me captive. It was dusk and the sun was painted a brilliant yellow and pink, but it didn't matter. How was I to enjoy its beauty when I was a prisoner? My head began to throb again, and I reached to touch it, but I was stopped. That sneaky man had me tied to the wagon.
"Sorry for that, but I just can't risk you trying to pull anything." Knowing there was nothing I could do right now, I would have to think it over for a bit. With a defeated spirit, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.