Here we are again, trying to protect another friend, she had gotten drunk in a bar and had attracted some unwanted attention. Now here she was in a back ally surrounded by three men trying to mug her, good thing we followed her. Looking down on this from the roof reminds me of a different time, a few years ago. I guess I can tell you now, she's pretty capable and these guys don't seem to know what they're doing, here goes.
We were about 16 at the time I believe, we had moved on from graveyard flats and where getting settled into a new town called knights watch. It was located on side of a mountain rather close to the peak. It wasn't a very neat place, no real streets, just buildings placed at random as if when they were going to build something new they just threw a dart at the map and built it wherever it landed. The town was built around the old site of a watchtower from the dark ages.
As the name suggests the watchtower used to be occupied by a knight, sir Luthrid. You probably haven't heard of him and for good reason, originally he served as a reagent, like a minister for a small area, he was granted his knighthood for his innate skill as a swordsman, a bit of a local legend really. He was an orphan, dumped on the streets as a baby outside the town church, the priests took him in but where unkind, constantly yelling and beating him, saying he was not a true child of god. The abuse got worse and worse until one day, he was about 7 at the time, one of the priests tried to drown him in the holy water, the only reason he survived was because of the priest's arthritis causing him to lose his grip. After that Luthrid snapped, that night he took an old crusaders sword from the hall and butchered each and every one of them.
When the townspeople learnt what had happened, they hunted him down to kill him, he butchered every one of them who tried to fight him. After about a months' time word had reached the king, who travelled there personally to recruit him as a knight. If the story is to be believed, he never once lost a swords battle no matter how skilled or experienced the opponent, he even defeated the instructor who was supposed to be training him in they're first session. He died from a strange illness that struck him in the middle of a battle causing him to become paralyzed and choke on his own blood. He was buried in the watchtower, but no one knows what happened to his sword, the scorpions tail. It was a pretty interesting town really.
Scar and I had recently started at a new school, we had a new identity and the whole lot, so nobody suspected anything. We'd even made a friend, Abraham Kacnid. He was part Egyptian, so he had this funny accent, we were about 17 years old, short and round, full metal head with all this gothic stuff. I thought he was pretty cool as a friend, but scar had a crush on him which I found extremely irritating being in the same body and all.
The one fault he really had is that he attracted trouble, he used to be the main target for the local bullies, that all stopped when one day he brought a set of brass knuckles on campus and when they found him, he broke the jaw of their ringleader, Malcom. Now everyone treats him like a monster and well he kinda thinks he is, definitely a bit crazy but cool. He knew that there was 2 of us but he thought it saw split personality disorder, which was fine.
" so you two, you coming on that excursion to the old tower tomorrow?"
Scar replied, "yea of course we are Abe, wouldn't miss it". She fluttered her eyelids at him.
"Okay cool, and Luke's okay with that too"?
I took control "yea sure, as long as you don't let scar kiss you, that was so embarrassing last time". We both started laughing at that.
The bell went off signalling the end of lunch, so we went to our respective classes. We went the rest of the day as per usual until school closed. Abe's parents came to pick him up, other kids got on the bus etc, scar and I always wondered what it would be like to have actual parents instead of just the people that used to adopt us to make themselves look good. We waited until no one was watching and jumped the fence and headed back to where we were staying, a small cave we found in the forest, been there about 7 months.
