Ch. 12: Raynor
We have been walking for a long time because it's now almost dawn, Helen is behind me asking if we can go to bed and I respond "remember the conditions on which I said you could come?" That gets her to shut up for a few more minutes, then she is back to complaining which has broken 2 rules I made before we left. I'm about to turn around and smack her but I see a shack up head and there is still a small trace of smoke coming from it. "Helen", I whisper, "for once in your life shut up for a sec and don't follow me!" I look at her and see she is crying a little, I really don't care but I can't have her blow my cover with sobs so I give her a small kiss on the forehead. I get into a crouch stance and move silently over to the door of the shack, when I reach it I pull out my sword, put one in each hand, and I kick down the door. It's empty and smells like wild turkey, so that means whoever it is can't be too far off. "Raynor what is in there?" I jump up startled and almost chop off Helen's head. "What the fuck Helen! I told you to wait over there!" I yell at her. She just ignores me for once and strolls over to the bed hops in and falls asleep really fast. Well now would be a good time to leave her I think to myself and I might be able to catch up to whoever was just here. So I walk over and start a fire for the brat, shut the door, and begin looking for tracks. I find two sets and smell blood, upon further looking around I find 15 wolf mutts dead with arrow and knife wounds in them. The blood is still fresh so there about 15 to 16 minutes head start on me. Great I hope to myself its Ryan but I have no idea who would be with him except maybe some recklessly in love chick. I begin to follow the tracks at a very fast jog and within minutes I hear Ryan's voice. I smile for the first time in weeks as I draw my swords.