The Archers Mark (on hold)

The Knife That Cuts

Knives Toaim.( (To-aim) Yes Knives to aim,) Pov.

I watched as my Men (women) practiced there combat skills on captured Marines with pride. All my men where coming along nicely and most of them where learning how to quickly and quietly outdo there enemies.

 I walked around the wooden stands that held our bound captures and pointed at a weaker member of my division and frowned. 

"Cam! If you keep acting like that i'll send you to Star's Division do you wanna be disgraced like that!?" I yelled.

 Kicking up the sand that lay under our fully armored bodies as I made a quick b line for her.

She was 5'3 tanned with black braided hair and completely dreadfully ugly.

 She held her plain sword tightly and purposely missed the person who was right in front of her. Her eyes closed in defeat.

I pulled out my jeweled hunting Knife and held it to the throat of the man that was tied up.

"This man is right here! He is tied up, how can you possibly miss him!?" I asked not regretting as I dug my knife a little deeper with every motion of my mouth. 

She looked down dropping the tip of the sword in the sand of the beach. Her body shuffled slightly causing the  dark blue cloak she wore to sway with her.  

It was regulated that everyone wears these cloaks at all times so naturally they did. "I know but that's why I don't want to fight c'him c"he's all c'hide up and defenses." She stated. I hated her accent, it was very annoying. 

I shook my head. "You do not want to fight him?" I asked. What was she saying these guys where our prisoners we now owned them by right of war.

Before I could say anything I felt a powerful force enter the Island's vicinity, I stopped and looked around.

 I was on the Northern Shore which consisted of a large open cove and a roaring forest behind us. It was a good days travel on foot from each shore.

But, However far I was from the southern shore I could feel the power growing. 

At first I thought someone may have pissed off our Mistress or Star however as I saw one of Star's men dash through the trees. I began to wonder what it might be.

I saw the red long locks of hair bounce with ever stride and instantly matched it to a Girl named Flames she was about 17 and if I remembered correctly Karen was mentioning how she may soon take Star's place. If Star was to slip up, again.

Star was giving yet another second chance. Shes always given a second chance. No matter how many times she's proven herself to be insubordinate​.

That bugged me passed the point of well. Sanity. But lets not get in to that.

Flames approached us slowly. looking around and noticing my men stopping and watching me. I quickly huffed and crossed my arms over my gold armor and tilted my head feeling the daggers braided in to my hair pull it more to the side. 

"What is it?" I asked. She smiled and bowed "Commander Knives, Commander Star asked for back up. There's a ship approaching on the southern shore." She stated.

 Standing tall and actually going wide eyed at the carnage at the beach. I scoffed "Of course she needs my help, she cant even wipe her own ass without my help." I heard snickering from behind me, and smiled.

Flames made a face then nodded and said "If that is the way it must be." And dashed off.

I rolled my eyes and waved my men to follow "Half you stay here and take care of the marines, other rest follow me if you cant catch up then don't come at all." I stated and leaped in to the forest jumping from tree to tree felling the wind against my shaved smooth head with a pure vicious glee.