Chapter 14- The Attack On Isikan

After they had finished eating, the Assassin Dolls continued to finish working on the details of their plan.

Two hours went by, and they finally finished.

"Dear God," Nischelis groaned. "This is the longest plan I have ever worked on. I hope it works."

Tarnechis glanced at him. "It will. Isikan won't know what the fuck hit him."

Aschinal laughed. "And when it does, we will have ourselves a party."

Nusqial snickered. "I like the idea of a party."

"As do I," Junquian agreed. "Where are Rini and Kolachiki?"

Tarnechis whipped his head towards the forest. "Probably hunting again."

"Of course they are," Nischelis grumbled.

Meanwhile, Irinis and Kolachin were out in the woods, searching for unsuspecting mortals to bring back to the rest of the group.

"There's one there," Kolachin murmured, pointing to the girl walking into the woods—alone, for that matter. "Why couldn't Nischi help us? He's better at attracting mortals than I am."

"Eh. Let me try," Irinis replied. "Come here, pretty girl."

The girl turned and looked at him. "Me?" she asked.

"Yeah, you," Kolachin said. "Come here, we'd like to talk to you, my dear."

The girl walked toward Kolachin. "Yes—wait! What the hell are you?"

Irinis crept behind the girl. "Your worst nightmare. Kolachiki, do your worst."

"My pleasure," Kolachin said. "Leave her to me, brother."

Thanks to Kolachin, the next four hours were spent catching and trapping mortal women for their dinner.

Nischelis glanced into the woods. "When are they coming back? I'm hungry," he complained.

Junquian snickered. "They'll be back. They just didn't have you there. Your ability to charm others to do your bidding is uncanny."

"Well, then," Nischelis said. "That's interesting."

"It's going to be more interesting when they come home with enough food so we don't have to hunt for a while," Nusqial said.

"I think I hear them coming now," Tarnechis said. "I pray they have more than six this time."

In fact, Irinis and Kolachin had brought back close to three dozen victims.

"What the hell?" Aschinal asked. "How was that possible?"

"I just whispered sweet nothings in their ears," Kolachin said.

"Sweet nothings," Tarnechis muttered. "That's new."

"Anyway," Nischelis interrupted. "That's not important. We're hungry."

"Oh, do shut up," Aschinal groaned.

Nischelis glared at him. "What the hell?"

Aschinal glared back at him. "You heard me. Shut up."

Everyone suddenly became silent.

Nusqial broke through the silence. "What's this all about? Shouldn't we be eating?"

Kolachin shrugged. "I don't know. Are we supposed to be?"

"I would think yes," a voice said.

"Who the hell is that?" Tarnechis growled. "That wasn't one of us.

"Fool," Nischelis grumbled. "It's Isikan. Get him."

Isikan laughed. "If you can find me."

"Trust me, Isikan—we will find you," Nischelis promised.

"Yeah, what he said," Irinis hissed.

"As I said, if you can find me," Isikan repeated.

"That shouldn't be too hard," Junquian said, shooting a few arrows into the trees.

"Ha ha—ow," Isikan groaned, falling out of his hiding spot, an arrow in his side.

"Aha! Caught ya. Now what are you going to do?" Junquian challenged.

Nischelis smiled. "Absolutely nothing, right, Isikan?"

Isikan growled. "As soon as this arrow is out of my side, I'm going to kill you."

"Hah," Nischelis replied. "Like that will be anytime soon. Jinqui, maybe you should show him what happened to the last person who said that."

"Sounds good to me," Junquian said. "I should."

"You're full of shit," Isikan said. "There is no way that would happen."

"Do shut up," Aschinal growled, a knife in his hand. "Or I'll cut you into tiny pieces."

Isikan laughed. "Like that would ever happen."

Aschinal glared at him. "Wanna bet?"

"Aschi," Tarnechis hissed. "That's not the way to treat our guest."

"Whatever," Aschinal said.

Tarnechis glared at him. "Don't whatever me when you get your teeth kicked down your throat."

"That isn't going to happen," Nischelis assured them. "What can he do while Jinqui's arrow is still in his side?"

Isikan groaned. Everything went black.

When he came to, the Assassin Dolls were standing over him, a sneer on each of their faces.

"Are you going to finish me off?" Isikan challenged.

"We should, shouldn't we?" Tarnechis asked.

Nischelis grinned. "That we should. Rini, you and Kolachiki can have the honors. Take him away."

"Our pleasure," they replied, taking Isikan's arms and dragging him away.

"Now what?" Nusqial asked.

"You'll see," Nischelis replied.