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Previously: Went back to my pathetic room and went to sleep.
I awoke to a barely rising sun, as I groaned from the sharp pain emanating from my ankle. I glanced around and noticed something sticking out from the entrance of my door. I stood, fell, braced myself and walked over to pick up the small piece of bark.
On one side was a rough and grainy texture, but on the other side was rubbed smooth wood with sporadically scrawled letters running across it. It was short and to the point.
I know what you're doing, I have proof. Meet me by the stables. 7 o'clock.
Just what I need… Probably one of the soldiers. I looked over at the sun, it looked about 6 or so. I had an hour till then. I wasn't planning on sticking around. I bundled up all the gear I owned and headed towards the stable.
I was just entering the stall with Evangeline when a hand wrapped around my mouth and everything went blank.
I opened my eyes to a well lit room with a woman sitting in the corner on a rickety, woven chair. I looked down to find myself able to move and the bandage on my shoulder changed. I was laying on a bed with a patchwork quilt and a gray, lumpy pillow.
"You're awake. I'm glad Emmet has been going insane waiting for you. He just went out to check on your horse." I slowly looked around to the woman in the corner, who happened to be extraordinarily gorgeous. She had thick, lustrous gold hair waving down to her middle back and piercingly blue eyes.
"Wh-", I choked realizing that my voice was incredibly ragged and my throat felt like it was burning.
"Oh, here. You've been out for awhile", she said as she handed me a flask of water and a slice of tough bread. I stared at them for awhile and when she noticed she said, "We're not going to poison you, we didn't even knock you out."
"Then, who are you?" I asked after taking a swig of the water.
"We're your so called guardian angels. Edward sent us after you; make sure you didn't get killed."
"Oh, how sweet." I said rather straight, even though I meant to say it sarcastically. "Love the trust." I mumbled under my breath, even while I was thinking, 'He cares!'
I tried sitting up, but the whole world spun and I fell back heavily onto the bed.
"Yeah, that was one bad head shot. We barely got there before you were kicked to your poor helpless death." I flinched at the realization that I hadn't even checked if there were people making sure I didn't try and get away before the appointed time. What an idiot.
"Nice way of putting it."
"Why avoid it? I just don't get why peo- Emmet!" She jumped up and ran to a rather large man standing in the doorway. She leaped into the air and gave him a hug, while he caught her and gave her a kiss on the forehead, for even though she had jumped, she still wasn't tall enough to be even with him.
"Hello. Rosalie, how long has she been up?" He asked with a deep playful voice, even though he was dead serious.
"About five minutes", she replied as he set her down and she laced one arm through his and around his back, pulling him forwards.
"Is she feeling bett-?"
"Hey, I'm awake, speaking person over here." He looked at me for the first time as a sentient being and not an object to be discussed.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry. How do you feel?"
"Like I was hit." Wow, corny response. Even I know that was stupid.
"Alright. Well then, who were they?" How would I know, I didn't see them.
I thought and quickly realized it was probably Francisco and a few of the other soldiers. Only two had serious injuries: the guy Evangeline took down and the guy who heard my voice.
"Probably some soldiers I took down yesterday." I said shrugging it off like it wasn't anything.
"You fought soldiers?" Emmet exploded. "You 'took down' soldiers yesterday and it's not a big deal. You have got to be joking. There is never an end when a squad is messed with. They'll come and track you down again and again, until you're dealt with. Which usually happens within the first few tries. And this morning, you came seriously close to it. Good thing that was just a vigilante job. I'm guessing the rest of the squad didn't know someone was taking revenge."
He was right, but I'm not going to let him know that. I dropped my head back down; I hadn't even noticed I had lifted it. My fingers started twitching and I realized how impatient I was. I tried sitting up again to clear my head. I was able to steady myself before I crashed and I sat dazedly for several seconds before being able to focus.
I finally had a chance to look around; it was a cute house with colorful touches everywhere. There were spices hanging in the corner and several barrels, probably with salted meat. There was a hay loft and I realized that this was someone's house.
"Whose house is this?" I asked, feeling suddenly very nervous, I felt like I should be guilty for intruding or something.
Rosalie answered, "My friend Angela and her husband Ben. Their letting us stay for a little while, so long as we don't lure in more assassins."
"Oh, yeah, sorry about that", I mumbled under my breath.
"So, we're going to lay low, then we're going to go to a different town and then spread the word. Any mention that any one knows what we're up to and we are done. We go home, no arguments, no rebellion. Not a word. Understand?" Emmet asked me.
I nodded and started of thinking of ways to mess with people. Maybe I could leave a crumpled piece of paper somewhere near intelligence with plans drawn on it. I can spread word as if I'm a drunk. What else… what else? Could just act like a travelling gossip. Maybe.
"I vote we go now, before someone else catches me." Rosalie looked like she was considering it, but Emmet looked flabbergasted.
"How many people have you messed with?" he quickly asked. I glanced at him, widened my eyes innocently and looked away. He sighed, exasperated.
Rosalie quickly interjected before Emmet could start another rant, "I'm with Isabella here."
"Bella."
"Sorry, but we need to get moving, if someone is on to us we need to be out of here." She moved over to the corner with the chair and started collecting all of her belongings.
"Rose… You're siding with her?" Emmet was astounded.
"Why not? I can tell what she means and it seems the most reasonable." Thank-you Rosalie!
"But, with her?" Poor Emmet…
"Yes, so are you coming, too?"
"I suppose.
We moved out less than five minutes later. We all had a horse so we got out of the town generally quickly.
The road was slightly spooky, knowing I had someone trying to track and kill me. The sun was setting, so little dapples of blood red light poured through the leaves and fell across our faces. There was a hollow sound like wooden chimes echoing aro-
Evangeline reared up, as me, unprepared, toppled off, landing on my hurt shoulder.
For the second time that day, I blacked out.
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