Cal: Let's end this.
Eric: Let's.
The grey-eyed man thrusted toward his opponant, swinging his sword as far as his arm would allow. Cal swiftly turned his upward, blocking the shot and repelling Eric a few feet backward.
Chase: Cal!
Cal's travelling companion called as Cal charged toward Eric and their swords clashed yet again with a loud clang.
Cal: Get the girls and get away as fast as you can! I'll deal with him!
Chase nodded and swung his blade widely, clearing a path through the rampaging townsmen. With his sword in front of him to discourage anyone to walk before him, he ran full speed toward the cottage where Jessina was held captive.
Eric grinned as he pushed Cal away, causing the boy to fall to the ground, then quickly jump back to his feet and rush back up to Eric.
Eric: It's no use, kid.
He slammed his sword into Cal's and got up into his face, grinning conceitedly.
Eric: I'm stronger than you...
He moved one arm away from his sword and shoved the boy down, stepping closer until he was cornered against a building.
Eric: I'm five years older than you...
He stepped on Cal's sword and pressed his own blade softly against the nineteen-year-old boy's throat.
Eric: And I have more experience than you do. Yeah, maybe you've been working with that little toy of yours for ten years, well I've been working for twelve. You don't stand a chance.
Cal: Maybe you are stronger, maybe you are older, maybe you do have better skills.... But there is something I have that you don't: something to fight for.
Eric: Ten thousand gold sounds like a pretty good reason to me.
Cal: Oh really? Well will lives be ruined if you don't get that gold? Will it hover over your concience for the rest of your life? Will you lose lives, possibly your own, if you don't get that gold? Or will you just shrug and go find your next get-rich-quick scheme?
Eric: Hmph. Money is as good a reason as love if that's what you're asking.
Cal: So you'd trade Clara's love for ten thousand gold if you could?
Eric: Well that's not an option because I can't...
Cal: But would you?
Eric: Maybe I would. What do you care?
Cal: .....You're awful.....
He shook his head, careful as to not slit his own throat.
Eric: Hm. Do you think I care? Right now all that matters is I'm going to at least get my ten thousand... Now, you have a choice at this point... You can come peacefully with me back to the Central Kingdom, or I can slit your throat right here and make things easier on my part. It's your pick.
Chase stormed up to the cottage and slammed on the door thrice with all the strength he could muster up.
Chase: JESSINA!
He kicked down the door and entered hastily, only to sigh. He saw a figure tied to a chair, gagged and bound, mumbling curse words as his captor: a short, skinny, ponytailed woman stood next to him, tightening the ropes and dusting of her hands.
Jessina: Hmph. Think you were gonna do the whole "big hero" thing? You know, ride up on your white stallion to save the damsel in distress? I don't think so. I can take care of myself.
She tugged once more on the man's ropes and took a few steps toward the door.
Chase: Heh. Whatever way you want it, cupcake.
Slap.
Chase: Ugh.... Let's just go get your sister...
They turned to see the faces of at least twenty townspeople, all glaring viciously at the pair.
Chase: Ok. 1...2...3!
They took off at full speed past the mob and into the nearly bare streets.
Chase: Just a few more blocks...
Jessina: Good.... Ugh... I'm gonna kill Cal for letting her....Oof!
She tripped over a cobblestone, but Chase caught her before she fell.
Chase: Y'alright?
He looked at her with sincere green eyes that she hadn't yet seen.
Jessina: Mm.
The mob's hollers could began to echo down their ally, making Chase instinctivly take the girl's hand and pull her back into a run, her cheeks turning a bit red as he dragged her along behind.
Chase: Here...
He slowed as the two approached another cottage, this one slightly smaller and a bit run-down. They approached the window and looked inside to see a small, limp body bound and gagged as it lied on the ground in the corner of the room next to a a second window. Her burgundy curls were hanging losely down to the floor and her hazel eyes were shining brightly with frightened tears. A large, bearded, unkempt man stood behind her, tightening the ropes around her wrists as she tried to struggle, though her efforts were useless, seeing as how she seemed to be in a very weak state.
Jessina: How are we gonna...?
Chase had kicked the door down before she could even finish her sentence. The sound of the crash startled both the captive and the captor. However, one's eyes beamed while the others' seemed to become fierce at the sight of possible rescuers.
Chase: Let her go and no one gets hurt.
Chase spoke with a deep, demanding voice as he walked closer to the back of the cottage and lifted his blade toward the man, who tugged once more on the girl's ropes before standing tall and crossing his arms.
Captor: Oh really?
He sighed.
Captor: Oh well. I might as well defeat the two of you as well. Triple the prize for me!
Jessina chuckled and pulled her knives from her pocket.
Jessina: You wish.
With a flip of her right wrist, one of the knives went sailing through the air and hit the wall, catching the man's loose clothing before doing so. His long sleeve was pinned to the wall next to the window.
Captor: WHAT THE....!?!
He tugged on his sleeve but it didn't tear nor loosen its grip on the wall.
Captor: WHAT THE HELL!?!?!
Chase ran over to Lissabelle and dragged her body out of reach from the captor. Next he cut the ropes, setting her arms and legs free, then he untied the handkercheif wrapped round her mouth and nose, causing her to gasp for air.
Chase: You okay?
Lissabelle: Couldn't.....breathe....
She spoke weakly between deep breaths.
Chase helped her up and out through the door, completely ignoring the shouts coming from the man pinned to the back wall. Jessina followed behind, closing the door and blocking it by a chair she had swiped from the inside of the house.
Jessina: Pardon me one minute...
She disappeared behind the house, leaving her two companions by the front of the cottage.
Captor: STUPID KIDS! I'M GONNA GET YOU BACK! I SWEAR BY IT!!!
Jessina heard his muffled cries through the window as she reached in and took back her dagger.
Jessina: Thank you.
She closed the door and locked it from the outside before he could even reply.
Cal: No....
Eric: Hm. I don't believe that was one of the choices.... I guess that means you're going with option B?
Cal: No. You're not gonna get me. No matter what happens, I'm getting this girl out of here. Nothing's going to stop me.
Eric: Oh really? Not even death? Does your ghost plan to chaperone this girl out of the country as well?
Cal twinged as he felt the cold steel pressing against his neck, a thin line of blood emerging from his skin.
Cal: I will protect her...
With a swift movement of his arm, he reached for his sword and pulled it out from under his opponant's foot. Before Eric could even react, Cal's sword had cut the arm with which he was holding his own blade, causing him to drop it as he nursed his wound.
Cal: You're not going to stop me.
Now his blade was pressed up against Eric's throat.
Chase: Almost there... Cal's taking care of Eric. Trust me- we've got nothing to worry about...
The three of them ran faster as they approached the scene of the battle, Lissabelle lagging a bit behind, still trying to catch her breath.
Jessina: I hope you're right.
Lissabelle: I know he is...
They reached the scene, their hearts pounding as they saw Cal's strong blade upon Eric's neck. Lissabelle was still struggling for breath as her head hung limply and her face was pale. She had never seen this expression on Cal's face before- one of anger and intensity.
Cal: You and your little friends are going to leave here. If we ever meet again, I swear, I will kill you.
Eric: Anything to protect your little girlfriend, hm?
Lissabelle's stomach did cartwheels as Eric let out a deep chuckle.
Clara: Well I'd say that could be used as an advantage!
The woman jumped from out of the cart and ran up behind Lissabelle, binding her arms with one hand and holding a knife in front of her chest with another.
Jessina: LISSY!
Chase and Jessina tried to approach them, but she just drew the knife closer, making them step away cautiously.
Lissabelle: AH! CAL!
Clara: Shh Princess. Don't say anything. Cal: drop the sword or Lissy here bites the dust.
Lissabelle stood still as stone, breathing harder than ever. Cal looked glassy-eyed and open-mouthed over to the women, his heart seeming to sink deeply into the pit of his stomach.
Cal: Princess...
Clara: No talking! Drop your sword!
She brought the knife closer up to the girl's chest, beads of sweat running down her pale face as she continued to gasp for air.
Cal: Okay... I'll... Just don't hurt her!
He let the sword drop to the ground as he looked back at Clara and Lissabelle.
Eric: Thank you, Cal...
He took a few steps away from Cal, closer to his fiancee and the hostage.
Eric: ...For our ten thousand gold.
Cal: What do you...?
But it was too late. Eric grabbed Lissabelle by the arm and threw her into the cart, jumping in behind and helping Clara up afterwards.
Cal: Princess!
He sprinted towards the cart right after hearing the crack of a whip, then the sound of horses hooves as the cart began to speed away. He saw Lissabelle reach out for his hand, screaming for help just as she had done that day back on the lake, but Eric just shoved her further into the cart and away from his reach.
Cal: PRINCESS!
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Mikona: Puu! I'm here to help Starlite give a preview for her next chapter!
What's this? GAAAAAAAAAAAAH! WHY'D SHE DO THAT!?!?! JUST WHEN I THINK SOMETHING COULDN'T GET WORSE, STARLITE PROVES ME WRONG! What's gonna happen next? Is Lissabelle gonna be okay? Will Cal save her? Will Chase continue calling Jessina "Cupcake"? I CAN'T TAKE THE SUSPENSE! gonk
Next time, Chapter 15, To The Rescue!
Mikona can't wait!
Mikona: Puu! I'm here to help Starlite give a preview for her next chapter!
What's this? GAAAAAAAAAAAAH! WHY'D SHE DO THAT!?!?! JUST WHEN I THINK SOMETHING COULDN'T GET WORSE, STARLITE PROVES ME WRONG! What's gonna happen next? Is Lissabelle gonna be okay? Will Cal save her? Will Chase continue calling Jessina "Cupcake"? I CAN'T TAKE THE SUSPENSE! gonk
Next time, Chapter 15, To The Rescue!
Mikona can't wait!
Yay! doncha just love the little writer's comments down at the bottom? lol i'm sure you do.
Well, just reminding you that i'm always questing art ^^ and that I really do want tekteks, especially of these peoples:
Anthony
Eric
Brad
Clara
Anyone else you wanna make one of!
Finished:
Clara
Eric
Thank you!
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Well, just reminding you that i'm always questing art ^^ and that I really do want tekteks, especially of these peoples:
Anthony
Eric
Brad
Clara
Anyone else you wanna make one of!
Finished:
Clara
Eric
Thank you!
DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT!
^_^ Thanks for reading ^_^
