Eight?

Chapter Eight

Niall's POV

"Leah what ever you do don't upset them. Do as you're told but try to stay alive." I whispered.

"Don't have to tell me twice. We need to find a way to sneak out and find the others. I have a plan for situations like this, but we need a distraction." Leah said pulling a pocket knife out of the side of her boot.

"Woah I guess they forgot to check your shoes for weapons huh." I said

"Shh Ni, i'm going to find a way to draw one of those guards toward us and as soon as he lowers his guard *snap* i'll break the last layer of his rope and surprise attack him." she said slicing up most of the rope around her wrist.

"That's genus Leah! But how are you going take down a grown man?" I asked

"Leave it to me Niall. Oh and try not to give me away." She laughed "And after he's down make a run for the front doors and get out of here. Leave me behind if yo-"

"No. I'm not leaving you. Now after he's down WE will make a run for the door." I interrupted.

"Thanks Niall. Alright here goes nothing." She said standing up.

"Hello? Anybody? I don't want to be here and your dumb --- king or whatever you call him needs to let me the ---- out of here. Now!" She screamed.

"Hey just who the hell do you think you are?!" A slave said walking toward us "Talking like you're some kind of big shot. I'll kill you next time you speak about the king like tha- UFFF!"

"Say that again dumb ass. I couldn't hear you over the sound of your flesh being stabbed." Leah smirked as she pushed her knife into the heart area of his chest. "Oh and sorry for not doing this sooner. You look like you hate that king guy." She said spitting on his body.

"Y-you l-l-little shit." The man stuttered falling to the ground.

Just as we made a run for the door more guards rushed to block our path. Comrades aimed their rifles at us.

"Shoot Leah now what?!" I say looking for any other possible path way to run.

"Down on your knees hands up! Now!" One of the slaves said as they tightly put handcuffs around our wrist.
"We pray." She responded.

"Take them to the hole. That'll be their death place. If they struggle or talk back then just cut off one of their fingers or somethin'. That'll shut em' up."

Holt shit! These guys are ruthless now ima die AND lose my fingers that sucks.

"Don't even think about pulling another surprise attack on us. We already lost a lot of men because of you two. And that guy you just killed, yeah that was my brother. I hope your death will be slow and painful." Smiled the slave holding Leah.

"Oh really? Well I guess he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Poor guy getting stabbed is pretty painful wouldn't you think? Surviving brother of his?" She sassed back to him.

"Alright you little b---h I had enough of you. Unlike everyone else here I have a soul so instead of you losing a finger i'll take off your finger nail instead." He said pulling out a knife.

"Don't you dar-" I said turning to face Leah but stopped when I saw the look on her face.

Her expression read 'don't do anything I can take it.' I remain silent looking down so I don't have to see the torture given to her.

*ripp*

"See now shut the hell up. Next time it WILL be a finger." He said pushing her to walk faster.