Unexpected allies
I caught her before she hit the ground. I rolled her over in my arms fear rising in the pit of my stomach, thinking she was dead. Felling below the chin to try and find a plus. I placed two fingers there and after a few scary seconds had found a weak plus thumping underneath my fingers. I let out a sigh of relief and lowered myself and the girl to the ground. From where I had been standing she looked liked she had suddenly died but she had just fainted. I frowned to myself, lost deep in thought.
The dart, I snapped out of my train of thought and looked at the girls face. It must of had some kind of drug in the point of it, to knock you out I thought to myself making a mental note to try to avoid them in the future. Considering my options that I had in front of me I tried to stay calm. I hoped that the men that had almost captured us had stopped for the rest of the night and hadn’t followed us. The option was clear to me and I hastily repositioned the sleeping girl in my arms, as I got up. We had to keep walking. It was a clear option to me, keep walking and put as much distance between the men and us.
Stepping over a broken log after what had seemed a life time I sat down on the other side of the log. The girl had slept on for the last half an hour and I wondered how long it would take whatever was on the dart to wear off. I studied the scene around me and watched as some type of insect flew past my head stopping to look at the girl for a brief moment, with its many eyes. Shooing whatever type of insect it was away I looked at the many different types of plants that rimmed where I was sitting.
There were many plants around the broken logs that I was resting on. Above my head the rare Omoilicon gleamed. Its long thick yellow and green leaves were strait in this time of the year. And I brushed my hand over the surface of one of them felling the fine spikes that could stick into you easily pass beneath your skin. Sighing I got up from my log seat and readjusted the girl in my arms.
Starting again on the journey where I didn’t know where I was heading I pushed through the mass of palms that rimmed the log. Stepping over a rock and plunging knee deep into a small stream. I cursed as the water soaked up my bare legs and chilled my skin. Trudging through the water, I slipped on one of the moss coated rocks and splashed into the water. Felling the girl slip out of my grip I opened my eyes and saw her floating down to the bottom of the creek. Diving down to pick her from the bottom of the stream I noticed something funny. She wasn’t breathing underwater as an unconscious person normally would.
Swimming down to wear she laid, I grabbed the brim of her shirt and pulled her back up the surface of the water. As soon as her head broke the surface of the water she had started breathing again. Frowning at the confusion that the dart had gave me I pulled off my wet top and ringed it out, water dripping off the fabric. Crossing the rest of the stream with the girl in my arms I stepped onto dry soil.
I hit the ground hard. My head bashed against a rock and white dots danced around my sight of vision. Shaking away the dots that swam before my eyes I refocused on the scene around me. Three people stood around me, each with arrow in hock drawn tight under the chin. One of them had grabbed the girl and was holding her up. Knife holding firm to her throat.
“Don’t hurt her!” I cried and tried to get off the ground but the further pull of the arrows up the shaft stopped me.
Glancing around at the forest people that I had stumbled abound I raised my eye brows as they exchanged silent conversation between themselves. A nod from what appeared to be the leader of the group which was holding the girl. And I was pulled to my feet by the other two. Roughly bound with my hands behind my back I was pushed along a small track which I had thought to be an animal track. The girl was passed onto one of the other men and he threw her over his shoulder and started to walk along the track. Pushes in the small of my back I got shoved along the path and lead into a series of huge trees. Being carelessly shoved and pushed through a opening in one of the humongous trees I was pushed up a spiral stair case which grew out of the tree. Passing stories, I was lead to the tallest floor where I was shoved into the room. The door slammed shut and I heard someone station guards outside the door.
