Cesaret- Courage~ A Buyuk Seljuk Story

Chapter Three

(A/N: Mehmet be like YOLO)

Mehmet looks around the circle of flames, "This is actually kind of cool." Sencer rolls his eyes, "Can we focus on what's important here? The flammable liquid is only on the ground, so technically we should be able to jump over it." Tapar turns to him, "Are you crazy? That fire is too high up!" Mehmet shakes his head, "No, it's not, watch!" 

Mehmet digs his boots into the mud before running at top speed and jumping over the high flames. He lands on the ground, on one knee, "Woah, That was awesome!" Tapar shakes his head in disbelief, "What the hell, how did you even..." Sencer shrugs before running and jumping over just as Mehmet did. 

Tapar just looks at them for a moment before following them, 'I've learned so many things in these two days.'  "Alright, let's do this," They all charge into battle, killing every one of their enemies, but as their attacker's numbers lessen, two men run away. "I'm going after them!" Sencer shouts, and Tapar shakes his head, "We know who did it, why do you need to go after them?!" 

"Everything will be revealed when I catch them, Melik Hazretleri!" Sencer runs off, quickly and Tapar looks around, surveying the damage. "I jumped over the fire! That was so cool!" Tapar chuckles, shaking his head at the boy's enthusiasm, "You could have gotten hurt, Mehmet." The green-eyed boy just shrugs, "Honestly, that would make for a better story if I got set on fire."

The Melik just blinks at him, "How's your arm?" Mehmet looks at his arm like he forgot it was there, "Oh, I'm fine, just a scratch." Tapar raises an eyebrow, "We could just cut off your arm..." He jokes and Mehmet looks at him in horror, "No! I kinda need my arm, Melik Hazretleri. How am I supposed to hit Sencer without my arm?"

"What?" Sencer says walking back from where he had run off, "Nothing!" Mehmet says with an innocent smile, and Sencer narrows his eyes at him. "We have to get back to the Palace, let's go."

The group makes their way back to the palace, and Tapar gets a healer to treat Mehmet's wound, despite Mehmet's protests. "But, I'm fine!" Tapar shakes his head, pushes Mehmet down onto the chair, "No, Mehmet, you're not fine! If you don't sit still, I will cut your arm off!" 

Mehmet quiets down, holding still in the chair, and Sencer looks amazed. "How did you do that?" Tapar chuckles, "It's called talent," The guard enters the room, "Sultan Melikshah is expecting you both." Tapar nods, and turns to the healer that was treating Mehmet's wound, "Don't let him escape," Mehmet looks offended, "You're talking like I'm a wild animal or something."

Sencer laughs, "You may as well be a wild animal."  Mehmet pouts, sulking in his chair as Sencer and Tapar leave.

That night, Sultan Melikshah sat with his son as they both ate dinner together. "How was the mission?" Melikshah asked, noticing his son's lighter behavior. "It was good, I really liked Sencer and Mehmet, they're nice." 

"Mehmet? Is he the one who was injured?" Tapar nods with a chuckle, "I had to threaten to cut his arm off, for him to get his wound treated." Melikshah smiles, "Oh really?" Tapar grins, "Yeah, he's really funny though, even told me a joke. Good kid."

Melikshah raises an eyebrow, Tapar usually didn't talk about people he went on missions with like this. It seems that Sencer and Mehmet were different. As long as Tapar was happy, Melikshah felt happy himself. 

The Next Morning~

Bashulu Ana had fallen ill once again, making everyone in the tribe tense, especially Mehmet and Sencer. "Where are you going now, Sencer?" Mehmet asks, exasperated at Sencer's constant pacing, "Shalamzar, you stay here." Mehmet groans, "Why?" "Because I have to, she's the only person who can heal Ana!" 

Mehmet sighs, "Just go already," He waves him off, hiding his face in his hands. This always happened when they both were upset or angry. The slightest things about each other ticked them off. But, they always were back to normal only a couple of hours later with no mention of what happened.

When Sencer returns with Turna Hatun, Mehmet sees him from where he was standing with Bozkus and Arslantas. "Oh, That makes much more sense now," Arslantas chuckles, "Don't embarrass him, Mehmet." The boy crosses his arms, "You're no fun, Arslantas." 

Mehmet trains for the rest of day, mostly just to keep his mind away from Bashulu Ana's sickness. To many, it seemed like Mehmet didn't care, but he did, perhaps the most. However, he was never one to openly show his worry, wanting to be strong.

Once it had started to get dark outside, Mehmet went to the tent to see Bashulu Ana's situation. "This fever isn't from a regular sickness, there is dirty blood in her veins," Turna hatun explained and Mehmet pretended to understand, but in reality, he had no clue what she was talking about.

Sencer takes a deep breath, "Just do whatever you have to, just heal her, please." Worry mixed into Sencer's usually even voice as Turna looks at him, "Don't worry, I won't leave before healing her." They both paused, staring deep into each other's eyes and Mehmet rolls his eyes, making an exaggerated gagging motion.

Sencer looks up and away quickly, a red tint on his face. "Shut up, Mehmet," He mumbles and Mehmet snickers, "I didn't say anything, Sencer." Sencer gives him a look that says, 'I will hit you if you don't shut your mouth.'

Mehmet just grins, pushing Sencer's shoulder as he gets up and walks outside. "How is Bashulu Ana?" Bozkus asks as Mehmet walked over to them. "The sickness is in her blood, apparently so, they have to get rid of that blood. Do I know what that means? No, no I don't, so don't ask."

(Mehmet's such a mood lmao)

Bozkus just nods slowly at Mehmet's quick answer, "Right, so then why are you here and not in there with Sencer?" Mehmet just looks at him for a moment, "Because watching Sencer be this sentimental and calm is weird."

Ayaz shakes his head, chuckling, "You're so dramatic, Mehmet." Just as Mehmet opens his mouth to reply, the drums begin to beat and both Sencer, and Turna walk outside. Emir Ilteber rides into the tribe with his soldiers at top speed, and Mehmet glances at Sencer.

"Speaking of drama, here it comes."

A/N: Hey guys, Laraib here, Zainab is currently on a trip, so I'm writing this Author's note on my own :(. Next chapter, Mehmet's story will diverge from Sencer's, so look forward to that!

Salaam and Have a great day! :D