Sinistral

Chapter Fourteen

Ever wished you were more fit, had more energy? In that moment when Zack and I sprinted away from those thugs, I wished I was. I was out of breathe and to be honest that was my thought for not keeping fit.

But on the other hand, I had never expected this. To be running away, like some chicken but I knew when to not stick around when your about to get messed over. I saw the fear in Zack's eyes and his anger. It was clear sticking around would be bad.

It didn't help the pain surging through me from my face and where the last punch thrown had collided with my side, I tell you it had killed. I still remember the pain now, even if that has happened been and gone.

So the last thing I needed was anymore trouble, but being in Sinistral Zack and I had began to believe that would be impossible not to find, I know now trouble is around every corner, waiting to chew you up.

Sinistral is far from a place you can have a peaceful half hour. If you do, your lucky because what happened next to us after those thugs, nearly destroyed me limb from limb. It was a close call, that's all I'm saying.

Its best you just find out for yourselves...

We had stopped running, now far away from the thugs that had been on our tail for sometime or we hoped that anyway. I gasped for air at the same time as Zack our lungs feeling like they were going to explode inside us. The Scars sword hung loosely in Zack's hand. I looked over at him, he caught my gaze.

"What happened back there?" I wheezed, my breaths short and quick.

Zack's breaths weren't as wheezed as mine, he must have kept fit back on earth. He looked around for any sign of the thugs before answering.

"I went over to look inside this house, I heard something. They came up behind me the leader and the two who you saw had me, I had no chance I turned back around to come back to you but they were there. I had no chance at all.." he trailed off for a second but then continued. "Two of them pushed me up against the door of the house and the bigger one threatened me to stay quiet."

I could feel the anger inside Zack, he had been humiliated. I could see he would do anything to take his revenge so I did the only thing I knew might work.

"We have to stay focused, that's in the past now. We won't see them again. We'll just forget about it," I say. Even though deep within, I knew this could give me a chance to retreat and find my parents while he took his revenge but I couldn't let Zack go walk into those thugs ever again.  

I held onto my side suddenly the pain becoming apparent to my body, like it had been running on adrenaline and it had finally wore off. Zack looked at me worried. But I brushed it off like nothing was wrong and felt bad. I had just told him to forget about the thugs but how can I?  

  "I'm sorry," I tried.   

This was my fault I should have been on my guard how could I have not noticed? How could I have not heard anything? It was my fault Zack had got hurt, that he was so angry. I felt the same guilt that  I had felt so many times here in Sinistral crippling inside me. I wondered if Zack was angry at me, angry at the fact that I just stood there watching while those thugs made a fool out of him.  

Zack shook of the sorry as if I didn't say it. "Are you okay?" he asked studying my wound on my side, he looked concerned.   I smiled at him, " I'm fine, its not like its going to kill me."   Zack returned my smile, "You know, your a lot tougher then you look."  

I didn't say anything, Zack may have already forgotten about it but I was going to find it difficult to push the thought of Zack getting hurt because my cowardliness out of my head.   Zack sensed what I was feeling the feeling of guilt and relief at the same time, as if to change the subject he put the sword through his belt and it held firmly as if it was made to sit there and he pulled the map from his jeans pocket, "This is where we need to head to next," he said studying the map carefully.