Betrayed: A Legend Of The Seeker Fan-Fiction

The Pendant

AUTHOR'S NOTE :
This fan-fic is centered around Episode 21, Season 2 of the Legend of the Seeker so more CARRAA!! YAY!! Enjoy....

Akeela clutched the pendant she wore around her neck and watched as Cara Mason quarrelled with a Night Wisp that the Mord-Sith held in her hand.

"That's absurd," Cara replied to something the wisp had said earlier. "I'm not afraid of getting close to them."

Akeela knew what was coming next; she had watched Legend of The Seeker a billion times since Cara Mason appeared on the show and after ABC studios cancelled the series after the second season, she cursed them with her every breath. She had been harbouring hopes that they might come to their senses and 'un-cancel' the show but five years had passed and still no season three. Akeela had to content herself with watching re-runs.

"I don't!" Cara snapped, responding to one of the Wisps taunts. "I am not afraid to say it."

Cara turned her blue gaze to the screen, her blond hair flying in the wind.

"Mord-Sith are afraid of nothing," Cara said in that low growl that sent shivers up her enemies' spines.

Mord-Sith are afraid of nothing, Akeela mouthed.

If only that were true in her case.

At thirteen, Akeela was scared of everything. She was scared of the dark, scared of the dogs her father kept in cages behind the house, scared of spiders, and snakes, and wolves, and old raggedy trees, and even sometimes, her own shadow. But most of all, she was scared of David. David with the pretty face who wouldn't think twice about hitting a girl just for the sport of it.

David and his foul-smelling friends who had attacked Marie, Akeela's best friend, on her way home from school. Akeela had seen them leave the alley, laughing and zipping up their trousers and she had rushed into the alley to find Marie curled into a ball, crying her eyes out. Marie's dress had been torn but when Akeela had given Marie her jacket and told the girl that she would take her back home, Marie begged her not to.

No please, she had cried. Don't take me home please. I don't want anyone to know; don't take me home.

Akeela had listened and took Marie to Akeela's house instead. Later on, when she'd asked Marie what happened, the poor girl only shook her head and cried.

After school the next day, when Akeela confronted David about the issue, he and his friends had dragged her into an alley and beaten her with their fists at first, then their feet when she had fallen to the ground. David commanded them not to touch her face so she wouldn't have to answer any questions but they made up for it but leaving bruises everywhere else.

When David was satisfied, he had grabbed Akeela by her neck and whispered into her ear.

Tell anybody about this and you'll find out just what happened to Marie.

He had taken that infamous pocket knife of his, the one his uncle gave him for his birthday, and had slashed it across Akeela's right thigh. A brand, he'd called it, to show that she was his.

Akeela's fingers tightened around the pendant.

If she were a Mord-Sith she would only have to strike David once with her Agiel and he won't ever bother her again.

Too bad Agiels didn't exist, or Mord-Sith for that matter.

"What does it matter how I feel about Zedd and Kahlan?" Cara asked the Wisp, clearly exasperated.

"Fine!" she finally admitted. "I care for them too."

Cara Mason.

Of all the characters in The Legend of the Seeker, it was Cara that Akeela admired most. Initially, during season one, Akeela's favourite had been Darken Rahl because he was handsome, cold, calculating and evil. Akeela had always loved handsome and evil men... until her encounter with David.