The Prophecy

Chapter Seven

The next day we trained and the day after that we were up and out in the tunnels after eating breakfast.

I had to admit the little training I gave them definitely had helped. We went a good distance without encountering anything and they weren't the least bit of tired. Well Casey was a little tired and Grace kept in pace with the guys and I had to give her credit for that.

"Rose I'm starving! Why couldn't we eat breakfast?" Fred whines behind me. I grab a granola bar from the backpack we brought filled with snacks in case we got hungry, and tossed it towards him.

"We did eat breakfast. Your dumbass just didn't bother to listen when I called you out to eat. So quit your whining and eat."

"Are we even close to leaving this place?" Casey complains.

"Trust me I know this place like the back of my hand. I know where we're going and believe me we are no where near leaving this place." We continue moving forward.

"Are we at least half way-" I stop walking. "What?" Tyler looks around alert.

"You didn't hear that?" I look at everyone questioningly, they shake their heads, huddling together as they lean in towards me gripping their knives looking around frightfully.

"Hear what?" Trevor asks.

"Silence." I laugh. He glares at me in return, lightly pushing my shoulder.

"Very funny."

"Seriously guys you need to quit you're whining and trust me a little." I sigh and continue walking forward. "And to answer you're question we're almost half way."

After an hour or so, I started to feel a bit strange. No, something just felt odd, as if someone was staring at us. I stop walking but this time everyone else doesn't.

"Okay Rose we get it. It's silent, now come on." Zach rolls his eyes at me.

"Stop." This time they do. I look around, checking both ways. Nothing there.
I look up. Something there.

"Run." They look up and stand there paralyzed. "RUN!" And this time they do.

I only had enough time to pull my gun out before it lunged at me. I hit the floor hard, the gun scattering away from me. I try reaching for one of my knives in my boot but it sees this and grabs my arm. I hiss in pain as its claws latch onto my skin.

If I can just reach my knife- "Master will be pleased to sssee you. Master ssayss he'll sssee you ssoon... And you're little friendsss too." He looks at the direction their running towards. I growl at him.

"And I'll be pleased when I kill you and your master." With my other hand I grab my knife and lunge it at its disgusting throat, causing blood gush onto my face. It gasps, holding its throat as if to stop the bleeding. I throw its body off me and wipe the blood from my knife, placing it back in my boot.

"What is that?" I knew Trevor wouldn't go too far, if he saw me in serious trouble I bet his dumbass would come and try to rescue me. I see everyone else jogging up to meet us.

"That ugly piece of shit is a goblin." I kick its leg. "They're so into their leader it's disgusting what they would do for him like send me petty little messages."

"And what message would that be?"

"Nothing." I smile. "Nothing of importance at least. Let's keep moving." Trevor looks at me suspiciously as well as everyone else. They know something's up but I avoid their questionable stares and keep pressing on forward.

As I wipe the blood off my face I try to comprehend what the goblin said. How can he know I'm not alone? It's not possible. I killed everything that came our way and kept alert so I knew nothing was following us. I followed my senses, yet he still knows.