the chosen one

chapter 2 lion spirit

No one's POV 

The three poachers walk towards the family with their rifles trained on them just waiting for Louise of someone else to try anything. While they are approaching them, Louise is frozen out of fear and shock of what just took place. 

 Louise's POV

 Louise's mind: No, he can't be dead he can't be. He thought while shaking out of fear. Louise's just stares at his father dead body but then one of the poachers hits him extremely hard across the face which causes everything goes to a blurThen once he comes back around he sees his father's body and realizes that he was gone just then a very deep voice with a heavy accent brought him out of his train of thoughts 

 Potcher1: get out here now. He demands he in a heavy Swahili accent Louise looked at each of them and noticed they all wore cargo pants and whit tank top. And each of them was carrying rifles and a large pack on their backs. My mom gets out of the jeep and looks over at my father's body and starts to cry while RJ is screaming/crying in the back seat. Then I look over to see my pack next to me with the handle of my fathers guitar sticking out. So, I go and make an attempt to reach for but then one of the poachers' notices this and proceeds to raises his gun towards me. 

 Poacher1: Do not even think about it boy. He said with a small growl.

 I pull my hand away from my pack as he comes over and puts his hand on my arm and then throws me to the ground with my mother we were now on our knees with our hands on the back of our heads as one of the poachers keeps his gun lock on us while the other two search the jeep for anything of value.

Potcher2: These kids are going to make good workers back on camp. He said smiling wickedly.Then another one walks up and inspects my mother. 

 Potcher3: I call dibs on the women. He said lustfully. My mother then looks towards him with tears pouring down her face and tries to negotiate with them. 

 Cassandra: P-please...we're just passing by here we don't want any trouble; I swear Look, we won't tell anyone you were here; just let us leave in peace. 

 Poacher1: Shut up bitch and get that little brat of yours to be quiet before I do it. He says with venom in his voice He then walks up to the jeep window and pointing the gun at RJ who is still crying in the back seat. Another poacher grabs my mother and brings her over to the window so, she can calm RJ down. However, no matter what my mom did to call him down it would not work RJ just keeps on crying out of fear for his father. But then the first poacher has decided that he has had enough. 

 Poacher1: That's it I cannot take it anymore. He said while aiming the gun at RJ.

 Cassandra: NO! NOT MY BABY! PLEASE NOT MY BABY!" My mom pleaded with the poachers desperately, only to receive a backhand to the face causing her to fall to the ground and he then lifted his rifle up aiming at her once again.

 Poatcher1: Worry not little boy you will be reunited with your father very soon. He said smiling wickedly. Louise looked on in sheer terror at what was happening.

 His little brother was about to get shot and his mother was on the ground with a gun pointed at her head. And all three men were just laughing at his family's inability to do anything. Just them time seemed to slow down, as the men forced Louise's to watch every single moment pass by before his brother would meet his demise. But then, something within him came to life, like a small spark which slowly grew into a roaring flame. His face changed quickly from one of fear to a look of pure anger. With a burst of energy Louise's sprung up and ran as fast as he could towards the poacher who was aiming at his brother. While he was running at him Louise quickly noticed the poacher had a machete in a scabbard on the man's back. He ran as fast as he could once, he was up to the poacher he reached out grabbed the machete out of the scabbard and drove deep it into the man's shoulder making him drop his rifle and cry out in pain as he collapsed to the ground with a thud.