Two things before we start. Oi! Fox and the hound! Although June's base character type ain't that original! I sure as heck is fun to work with that and have you ever read any other fanfiction who master more childish that a five-year old? Thank you. Secondly! Thank you everybody for all the encouraging reviews help smoothing out the edges of this story! Without farther ado, Carter and June…and Will
Chapter 13
June smiled as she jotted something down in a notebook. Carter tried to look over her shoulder and instead got a random shoe in the face. He swore under his breath and looked at the shoe. Amazingly it was a high heel.
"June! What the hell! Where'd you get a set of high heels in the middle of a plain! There's not a village or a store for miles!" Carter shouted, throwing the shoe back.
"I'm a girl, you can look through my luggage but you will never find my shoe collection. If you're wondering, I have about fifteen pairs." June stated, closing the notebook and catching the shoe.
It had been another week since the Sea Cliff incident and June had gotten better. Likewise, Carter had figured out other ways to annoy the crap out of her. Will was figuring out other ways to smuggle coffee to Halt and Crowley was swimming in paperwork that even God couldn't handle.
"Flat chested idiot." Carter said, a smirk on his face.
"You're one to talk." June answered.
"I'm a guy! I'm not supposed to have ….gah! Nevermind! You're such a pain." Carter cried, banging his head on Smoke's saddle.
IN response Smoke snorted, oddly it sounded like he was laughing along with Rose and Tug. Both Carter swore had been rolling on the ground laughing. Will dismissed it as a coffee high and continued with his cup. (12th that day, time: 10:48 a.m). Carter sighed and sat down as Will kept lookout for their informant.
They had been stuck with the mission of tracking down a dangerous criminal that was believed to have been associated with Carter's Dad. Carter had of course jumped on the chance to bury his father finally having missed the chance in Sea Cliff nad accepted the task. Later he found out all the hoops he had to jump through. They might as well be on fire.
"Carter, somebody's coming. This should be our contact, then you can be happy and go on a rampage. Not a second sooner either." Will snapped, picking up his longbow.
"Finally." Carter mumbled and added something that probably involved swearing.
A simple man wearing white robe with a red cross on his back walk in and handed Will a set of papers. Will accepted them, skimming through them before handing them back and jumping out of the tree he was in.
"Carter, the criminal's name is Jonathan Theodor. He's headed for the coastal towns looking for a ship to Skandia. From there he will meet with one of your father's agents and catch a boat to their safehouse. Currently he's west of our position about 17 kilometers away. Can you catch him?" Will stated, boiling more water for coffee.
"Will… He's already gone." June sighed, scrambling up onto Rose and taking off after her master.
"I swear to God that's a freaking couple!" Will said, throwing his hands up sighing.
Carter spotted the man on a chestnut colored horse trotting down the path. Carter smiled as he veered off towards the small trail, sheading his cloak nad hiding the silver oak leaf necklace. The man past him, noticing Carter but thinking nothing of it as he past. It was his mistake as he felt a cold steel blade against his throat.
Carter's smile widened as the horse swayed under the weight of two men. It didn't help that the criminal was a bit overweight either. Carter pulled out a set of thumbcuffs and slapped them on the man before dragging him by the ear back to Smoke. Then he tied a rope to the man's legs and took off back to the campsite, letting the man drag behind his horse's dangerous hooves.
"Master! Don't drag the poor man by his legs! Give him at least a better capture than that! Tie him to the back of the saddle!" June cried coming up from Carter's right.
"So? He's a criminal and the worst of them all. Personally I think I should torture him until he tells and forgo all the questioning from Will. Cutting off a few appendages won't crimple him too bad. He'll still be able to move." Carter said, a slight black aura around him.
"You're so bipolar." June muttered facepalming.
"And for a good reason!" Carter said, putting his cloak back on after a minute of riding.
As they pulled into the campsite, Will untied the battered man and retied him to a stump. Carter got off and led Smoke to a tasty patch of long sweet grass before being to sharpen his spear. June rolled her eyes as her master cast an ominous black aura over the field.
"Master! Quit with the 'Doom and Gloom' factor! The man's already giving Will information. And don't you dare mop trying to make me apologize." June snapped.
"Aww, but June it's so much fun! Did you want me swearing instead? I can do that happily." Carter said, not lifting his head from his work.
" Will you let me slap you happily? I know that'd make me happy." June said before walking into her tent.
Carter shivered as he tried to contain something. Then he burst out laughing loud enough to startle the criminal. Will raised an eye brow but continued with the interrogation. June peeked her head out but slipped back in to continue writing.
Carter finished polishing and sharpening his extra weapons as Will continued interrogating. Bored he got up nad walked over, twirling the double bladed staff. He stabbed the tip into the ground and smiled at the man.
"Hey, Will, if he isn't cooperating can I torture him? I have a perfect idea. Cut off every limb slowly with a rusty knife and gorge out his eyes and cut out his tongue." Carter said, smiling deviously.
"Carter, now's not the time for this." Will said as the man suddenly started listing everything that had happened in the last three days and everything including his birthday.
Back in June tent she wrote down several things in a notebook.
I think that Carter's not as bad as he seems. I just think he cares a little too much about his friends. I also occurred to me that he cares about me a lot more than he lets on. Sometimes when I have to do a watch or something he'll kick me out of the tree and tell me to sleep. So I think he's just protective. It also doesn't help that he thinks if somebody gets hurt he blames himself for being wanted in seven countries or something but still. He should learn to walk thought that and get over it. Sure it's hard to see someone you love die before you. But Carter's strong enough to pull through it. And if he isn't then I'll kick his ass until he's not depressed and will react. I have to say his really fun…did I really just say that?
June paused before folding the journal and putting it away in her bag. She zipped it shut before exiting her tent and packing up everything she didn't need. She noticed that the prisoner was strangely cooperative and that Carter had a smirk on his face. That explains everything.
Will got up and said, "Okay, this is done. He's told us what he's supposed to do and when. He's told us when he's supposed to meet the contact and the code words and I think we should report to King Duncan or Crowley."
"Fine, June and I will go back to Redmont and I'll teach her something. Hopefully we'll get a day off." Carter said, packing up everything slowly.
"Okay, just don't do anything stupid while I'm gone, okay Carter." Will said, packing up and stowing everything in the saddlebags.
"What're we gonna do with him?" June pointed at the criminal.
"Let's see. So many options. We could cook him for bait, torture him for fun, I could probably sell him on the slave market, oh! Maybe we could use him as a running target for June…no cause he'd only go once…... Or I could just cut his head off right now and let the crows eat him." Carter said, smiling.
"Or we could turn him in to the local prison." Will said.
"I go with the older man with the nice option." The man said.
"Well then, which one's older? Me or him." Carter asked, leaning forward.
"Um…I'll go with going to prison please!"
Will sighed before tying the man to the back of the saddle and getting on his way. Carter waved him good-bye before getting up of Smoke and pulling out a map.
"Carter, what's up with you? Your bugged about something." June asked, setting her hands on her hips.
"Says who? I'm perfectly fine." Carter said, studying the map before throwing it back into the saddlebags.
"No, you're being more violent and cruel in your opinions. What's wrong. I can understand some of the things you're doing right how but most of its way to out of character." June said.
"I don't know what you're talking about June." Carter said, setting off at a brisk trot.
June stepped in front of him and assumed the 'tell-me-or-die' pose that most girls have in their inventory. "Carter. Now." She stated.
"Leave me alone." Carte said, leading Smoke around her.
"Tell me Carter!" June snapped, blocking his way again.
"GO AWAY DAMMIT! IT'S PERSONAL SO QUIT BUGGIN ME!" Carter snapped, his fist clenching around the reins.
Then he lead Smoke around the shocked June and trotted back towards the cabin. June just stood there for a while before solemnly walking to Rose and following Carter at a canter. Up ahead he sighed, banging his head against the saddle horn.
"Why am I getting this close? I should know what happens by now." He muttered, cursing again.
They got to the cabin around midday the next day and Carter immediately retired to his room, locking the door behind him. June sighed before giving Rose and Smoke an apple and then heading up to the castle to find Simila.
"Smiley! Smiley where are you Smiles?" June called and as if on cue Simila can running out of nowhere and tackled her.
"I told you NOT to call me that!" He snapped, mad.
June looked her friend up and down, surprised at his growth. Sure he had been big when he was in the Ward but now he looked…stronger. He's muscled were more developed and she thought he might have gotten taller.
"But Sims, It's funny." June smiled.
"To you maybe." He replied, changing his faked frown to a broad smile.
"So, how's Battleschool?" She asked.
"Hard, but it's fun too. I'm not the best and I'm not the worst. It's fun since I've made some friends and have caught Sir Brent's attention." Simila smiled, "What about you?"
"Well, it's fun, but it's kind-of difficult too. Will helps out and comes as much as he can but Master doesn't really help me at all. He gives it to me straight and just lets me figure it out on my own. But it's his personally that confuses me. He's really protective of his friends, yet he's violent as well. It's like he has two different personalities! I mean, he's nice and sarcastic one minute and then deadly serious and has this cold aura!" June said.
"Quit talking about me behind my back." A voice said from above the two friends.
"Master…get down here." June said, a vein popping out in her head.
"Who's this?" Carter asked, hopping down from the tree.
"Hello sir, I'm Simila, on of June's friend. I take it you're her master?" Simila asked, smiling.
"Don't refer to me as that, the only reason she can is because she one a bet. Nice to meet you, you can't know my name." Carter said, returning Simila's smile.
"So why are you here?" June asked.
"Because I wanted to apologize," June took as step back, "because I was a bit too harsh on you. So, yes it's a personal matter and no you can't know. Bye June, don't forget, practice." Carter said, walking off and around the corner.
"That's him? He's kind of too…mischievous to be a master of anything. I mean how old is he? He can't be any older that twenty-one (hint hint)." Sim said, casting a glance in the direction he exited.
"Yeah, I think his only like nineteen or something but he won't tell me. Just another mystery around him. Do you know that only three people know his name in this country? And absolutely nobody knows his age?" June said, sighing.
"Mysterious indeed. Well I have to go I have classes in a minute or two so, see you next time!" Simila said, taking off towards the barracks.
"Both of them are strange. Both of them are protective and they're both funny, in one way or the other. They're both idiots." June said, walking off to practice her shots.
Carter yawned as he got up and got dress in a plain pair of pants and a white T-shirt. When he walked out he expected June scrubbing pots or eating breakfast. Instead her door was closed. He sighed and literally kicked the door down as he barged in.
The window as open with a simple note attached to it. He slammed his fist into the wall, bruising the knuckled before snatching up the note.
If you want her back. Come to Veil in Diaskina the port towns, look for a bar named the Rusty Tankard. You'll get your deal then.
So, what do you people think? You haven't seen Simila in a while, sorry about that! Anywho, that you again for all the reviews! And Carter says he's happy too! "Now I'm not. June got stoled again. You're screwed when I get her back author." And also, can somebody get me a suit of armor. PLEASE!