Events leading to that.
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Standing up from my kneeling position by the small stream. I strapped the two jugs on either side of my jeans. Holding one in my hand for Bree to carry home.
I turned around searching the dusty landscape for the bouncy six-year old. She was no where in sight.
"Bree. Bree. Bree!" I called in alarm when I began to see the thick dust cloud in the distance. That could only be caused by vehicles.
I started to run towards the dust clouds. My mind going into panic mode. I was almost to the slope that led to the road I could see the two motorcycles parked but no Bree an no drivers.
Then I heard it the terrified scream of my daughter.
"Mama!" I took off in the direction of the scream. I could hear laughing now an another scream of my name.
I could make out the small form of my daughter running as fast of her little legs could carry her towards the bottom of the slope. Her light green shirt was ripped down the front.
Then I could see the two russet skinned men lightly jogging behind her laughing knowing she wouldn't get far.
Pulling two small daggers from the belt around my waist. I slid down the deep slope landing right in front of a running Bree. Her face lit up an then she slammed into me wrapping her arms around my waist.
The two very large russet skinned men smiles grew even larger noticing me for the first time. My emerald green eyes narrowed. The vehicles, the russet skin, the shaggy hair and large frames. These were La push men. Jacob's men.
My daggers hidden from their eyes by my long jacket sleeves covering my fingers. They came to a stop about twenty feet away from us. Blocking both sides thinking we were trapped.
"Look what we get to have today Collin. To very young pretty ladies." followed by a smile to I'm guessing Collin.
I very casually moved Bree to stand behind me being shrouded by my body, but their eyes still followed her frame and they laughed at my protection.
"Yup Brady, Jacob'll like these two younger ones always go for more money, but were's the mother she was screaming about."
My body tensed as the world grew smaller and the men grew larger letting me calculate the correct body parts to harm them the most.
"Well me could just ask the older one she looks like she could give pretty information."
He leered at me with a expression that made me sick. They started to walk towards me and Bree.
"Close your eyes and cover your ears Bree and don't open them until I tap you okay."
"Okay." she said an I felt her arms shift to her head letting me go.
"So where is the Mama she was screaming about?" The one called Collin asked.
"I am her."
Then so fast that all you heard was the whistle as the dagger sliced thru the air. The dagger lodged it's way in his throat. He made a chocking noise then collapsed to the ground drowning in his own blood.
The boy called Brady turned towards his friend his face confused then turning towards enraged he started to reach towards his gun on his belt but I thru another dagger slicing along his wrist causing him to grasp his bleeding appendage.
He turned towards me to see I had a gun pointed his way and a dagger in the other hand. Then hopelessness showed on his face something every person showed when they knew they were going to die.
"Take your gun out of you belt. Drop it on the ground and kick it over here and your buddy's too."
He took the gun out of his belt an tossed over to me. His movements robotic ad his eyes hazy. He walked over to his friend and kneeled by his body, taking the gun from his belt and throwing it to me too. When his movements became less robotic and the haze left his eyes he whispered his friends name in pain.
Then he leaned over an kissed his friend on the forehead and on each eyelid. He then dipped his finger in the blood of his friend and wrote a symbol on his forehead a custom of La Push.
"Take your friend and leave." He grabbed his large buddy an put him in the companion seat on his motorcycle. Then climbed on and drove off. Down the road I waited till the clouds of dust left by his vehicle were gone an then I tapped Bree she opened her still wet eyes.
"Are they gone now mama?"
"Yes baby."
She smiled and followed me as I walked over to the leftover motorcycle and picking up my dagger and the man's gun. Taking off the breaks and began rolling it off of the road so we could get home. Her form following behind me.
Turning around to scold her but noticing the ripped state that her light green shirt was in. I stopped rolling the bike taking off my jacket I handed it to her.
My black hair fluttered in the wind tickling my tanned face as my emerald eyes squinted against the harsh sun.
Bree's dirty blonde hair and cobalt eyes sparkled with gratitude. Her pale skin contrasted with the dark jacket noticeably.
Once again regaining the rolling I turned my head back towards her.
"Bree what did I tell you about running off alone?"
I saw her head bow in shame.
"Not to do it."
"Mmmhmm and what did you do?"
"I did it anyway."
"Mmmhmm and what did I tell you about Jacob's men?"
Her expression darkened.
"That they're bad people that lurk across the roads in those moving things you call motorcycles an cars. That abduct women and kill men and if I ever see them to run and if I get caught turn on my earring or yell your name nonstop."
I smiled at her voice and nodded that she was correct.
"I'm sorry mama really I didn't mean to I was trying to catch this big rabbit like you do for dinner but it hopped down the hill thing." her voice cracked and I could see her eyes coat with tears.
I put the bike on break again and Bent over to pick her up and hug her to my body.
"Sweetie I'm not mad it just worries me that one day I won't get there in time."
She sniffed an nodded against my neck. I put her on the seat of the bike and started to roll it again.
Her giggles rose into the air as the bike bounced along the rocky ground.
About mid-day I started to see the manhole covering of our camp. Bree was sleeping slumped up against the bike the scary day taking it's toll on her. That's what I needed a good nap.
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