Martin the Last Necron

Chapter 9 (Death)

Kyra instantly vanished, while the other three took off running. As they ran the opposite direction of where they spotted the soldiers, they notice more soldiers coming from that direction as well. They slid to a stop and looked for another way to escape. Finding that they were being surrounded by soldiers with not only swords, but also bows and crossbows, they decided to surrender. Even though he knew it wouldn't do any good, Martin instinctively put himself in front of Azura, hoping to shield her from harm. 

"Well well well, the sleeping princess has awaken." Said a familiar voice, Martin was hoping to never hear again. "This is a fortunate turn of events." Said Ragnor,  "Lord Ragoul will be pleased." He said with a smile. "And the two escaping criminals along with her. Fortunate indeed."

"You will never take us alive!" Martin shouted, already regretting he had spoken before being asked. 

Clenching his fists and waiting for the impact, Martin stood his ground. But it never came. Instead, Ragnor just shook his head.

Ragnor, then sighed and said. "Some people never learn. Young and ignorant." 

Martin was just about to say something flippant, when Ragnor threw up his hands, sending a bolt of ice at Martin. It hit him square in the chest with such force it knocked the wind out of him and sent him tumbling back to the ground. Both Adal and Azura rushed to his side to see if he was hurt. After gasping for air a few moments, Martin was finally able to breathe. With the help of his companions, he returned to his feet. 

With a look of death aimed at Martin, Ragnor growled. "I won't tell you again! Next time you speak without my permission, I will end you!" 

Martin now realized that they were in a lot more trouble than he had first thought. They were not just dealing with armed killers trained in combat, they were also dealing with magic. Magic, he again caught himself wishing he knew how to use his own. It angered him to feel so weak and helpless. Back in his world, the only time he ever felt that way is when he got kissed by Jenny Hudson because of a dare. Even though he was only thirteen years old at the time, it angered him that he was too much of a coward to kiss her first. But she was also the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes upon at the time. Nothing ever happened beyond that kiss because she thought he didn't like her. Instead of telling her that he was afraid, he went on letting her believe he was not interested. She ended up moving away shortly after so it wouldn't of done any good otherwise. But now, here he is with the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes upon weak and helpless again, although for completely different reasons. He still hated the feeling and wished he could do something. 

"If I knew how to use magic, I would end you the first chance I got. And not sit here pissing out words." Martin said while gritting his teeth, not realizing he had just said that out loud.

Ragnor walked over to Azura and grabbed her by the throat. "Well, since you don't care anything about your own life, lets see what you think about her's." He said looking at Martin.

Startled, with a look of concern, Martin stepped forward, making the soldiers with the arrows pointed at him move in closer. Ragnor held up his hand to stop the advance of his men. With a grin slowly forming on Ragnor's face, he started squeezing Azura's neck a little tighter making her gasp for air. Clawing at Ragnor's arm trying to pry his hand from her throat was making him tighten his grip even more. Wanting Martin to do something he squeezed so tight that Azura was turning blue in the face from lack of oxygen. Just before Azura lost all her air and passed out.

Martin pleaded. "STOP! You're killing her!" 

Ragnor let go of Azura, turned and focused his attention on Martin. Azura fell to the ground, as she choked and gasped for air.