Camila is walking through the woods with Shawn, bows in their hands and arrows at the ready.
They have decided that they will be looking for their father instead of sending any more of their people.
"We are closing in on the last location I know our people were in," Shawn speaks softly.
They stealthy creep through the woods, avoiding twigs and dead leaves as they look around, searching for any signs of human life.
Shawn finds a trail of blood on the grass as he kneels and inspects it.
"Is that blood?" Camila walks over.
"Yeah," Shawn stands back up.
He starts to follow the trail, Camila right behind him until the trail comes to a stop where a dead body lies in a pool of the person's blood.
"He bled out," Shawn says.
"He is not one of ours," Camila says.
Shawn examines the body and nods. "A Tepanec," He says.
Twigs snap behind them and both siblings raise their bows towards where the sound came from as someone steps out.
"Papi!" Camila drops her bow.
She rushes over and hugs him as the man envelopes his daughter in his arms.
"You survived," Camila says once she pulls away.
"For you two and for your mother," Alejandro says.
Camila's POV
After I found the keys to the chains holding my father, I help him out of the room as Sir Tom searches the room to find any medical supplies to clean my father's wounds.
"How did you survive, Camila?" My dad asks.
"My owner," I said.
"What?" My dad squints his eyes in pain.
"She helps slaves escape to the free states. That is the bigger story," I said.
"Lauren Jauregui?" The dark-skinned man from earlier says.
At the sound of that name, all the other men start to talk but then I quiet them down.
"How do you know about Lauren Jauregui?" I walk over to the dark-skinned man.
"Some former men that were here before getting killed out there mentioned her name enough to have it stick," The dark-skinned man says.
"Really?" I ask.
"They said she and some other people helped them and they were close to getting to the free states but the carriage they were in got discovered. Most died, for loyalty, because they did not tell on who was helping them and well the men that were here, were spared, that is why they were brought here and also at that time Cyrus needed men," The dark-skinned man finishes explaining.
"Interesting well, we will help you all, I will hold on to that promise," I said.
"Camila!" My father calls me.
I walk over as Sir Tom continues to attend to my father's wounds as best as he can do with what medical supplies he was able to find.
"Listen to me, you have to get out of here before guards come to get me," My dad says.
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FanfictionCaptured and separated from her tribe and family. She and her tribe killed many Confederacy soldiers and now they are paying the consequences. Brought by chains, but will her new owner be as horrible as everybody says all slave owners are?
