So here's the next chapter, and I would just like to say thank you and sorry. Thank you for reading this and thanks to the people who have reviewed , followed and favorited this and sorry for not posting much recently I will try and make it up to you the best I can.
Chapter 8 – Old Friends
(Xephos's POV)
"In here."
Xephos gestured into a small house before disappearing inside, Lomadia close behind him. The house was small with a cooking and dining area in the far corner and working area closer to the door and a set of stairs to the right of the door.
Xephos made his way to the furnace as Lomadia checked for loot in a chest. The fire of the furnace lit up a small circle; the only other light was the dim shine of the moon through the open window. A sweep of night air brushed through the room. Lomadia finished checking the chest and turned to Xephos.
"I'm going to check upstairs, come up when you're done."
"Sure thing."
Xephos turned back to the furnace as Lomadia headed upstairs. He was just removing the first cooked pork when he heard Lomadia shout.
Xephos drew his sword and rushed up the stairs, taking them two at a time. He ran up to Lomadia and was about to strike the second person, when he saw who they were.
"Ragnar!" he said stunned to see this all to familiar face.
"Xephos, good to see you."
(Martins POV)
The stars shined through the gaps in the leaves. The night air was silent as Martin made his way back to camp. He looked though the trees to the grassy banks of the river. The surface of the river looked like a sheet of glass weaving its way around the landscape, reflecting the glittering sky above.
He looked along the river and became aware of a group of four people making their way down the river side, talking in calm voices as they neared him. He darted behind a tree keeping as still as possible. He made the mistake of shifting his weight onto his right foot.
A twig snapped alerting the person at the front of the group. He had no idea how they heard that, but he had no time to wonder. They loaded their bow and fired. He froze. He didn't think they would hit him. He was wrong.
The arrow just skimmed the tree and collided with his leg, sending a sharp pain though his body. He gasped. His body tried to numb the pain but he found himself unable to stand, and he collapsed. He could hear his heard pounding; the footsteps of the approaching attackers sounded like a loud drum beat rattling though his mind. His vision was blurry but he managed to make out the person leaning over him, a girl with red hair.
He braced himself for the final blow but instead the girl just leant over him and spoke. Her voice sounded like an out of tune radio but he managed to make out some of what she was saying.
"No. Martin. I'm so sorry. Don't worry, you're fine. I won't let anything happen to you. No one's going to die. Not this time. Not again."
Who are you? How do you know my name? We are meant to be fighting to the death, so why don't they just kill me? What do they mean 'Not this time. Not again.'?
He tried to get the questions out but the loss of blood left him feeling light headed and weak. He gave up trying to stay conscious. He passed out.
(Sips POV)
Sips studied the room. A chunk of the roof had collapsed leaving a gap big enough to jump out. Through the gap the row of nether brick roofs that lined the river could be seen stretching into the distance, all of them threatening to crumble at any moment. The room was empty apart from the double bed in which Sjin and Minty slept on. They met up with Minty almost just after the game had started. Minty lay next to Sjin, curled up at his side with one of Sjin's arms wrapped tightly around her as if it could protect her from the world.
Sips was pulled out of his daze when he heard quiet voices downstairs. Picking up a stone sword he slowly made his way to the top of the stair. Looking down he saw a figure standing with their back to him. He was about to strike when some else in the room shouted to them and they turned round. Strippin.
"SJIN, MINTY GET OUT THROUGH THE ROOF AND MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE FOREST!" He knew he had no chance fighting Strippin and Benji, but he needed to hold them off so Sjin and Minty could get out.
Strippin reached the top of the stairs and swung at Sips. Sips ducked the blow and kicked his legs sending Strippin tumbling down. Benji got to him and dug a sword into his shoulder. He lunged at Benji but he blocked it with his sword, however the blow was enough to knock him back.
Not waiting to see if Strippin was up yet he turned around, heading through the gap in the window. He felt something scrape his foot as he jumped out. The scrape knocked him off track and he missed the jump to the roof, instead he plummeted in between the two buildings and hit the floor. Hard.
That's all for now, another big thanks for the OC.
Me: so Ragnar a question form me, I've put you into the survival games and the fic you have a life what do you think of it.
Ragnar: Not to sure yet, I've been made quite an amazing character so that's good but I don't what to be to optimistic.
Sophia: It's good that your not, from what I've read...
Me: Sophia, NO. How much time do I have to tell you no spoilers.
Kimi: How dose she even now what's going to happen I don't!
Sophia: I found the note book she keeps with all her story idea's in, it had the main story plot in it.
Me: just both of you shut up or I'll just go ahead and kill you both off! *disappears into thin air.*
Sophia: and ends up...
Me: *behind Sophia and Knocks her out.* Not this time.