Lost Amongst Many

Chapter 51

-Mitch's POV-
The man was adamant, and his body language said he was ready to fight.

"We need to get him out of here, Jerome," I whispered, "he won't survive without Kara. I can't do enough."

Jerome was already growling, and he stepped forward.

The man wavered a moment before standing still again.

"I said, you aren't leaving with him."

"I heard you. I don't care. He needs medical attention."

"Why?"

"He's been stabbed for god sakes."

"What?"

He stepped away from the door and toward me. Jerome growled again, but did nothing.

"What do you mean he was stabbed? He was fine when I left him."

"Well, he's hurt and I need to get him to a medic I know. Now please move."

"I'm going with you. You aren't taking him anywhere without me."

"Just let me go. Now. He's gonna die."

I slung myself into Jerome and the man followed at a distance with a horse.

I dropped off Jerome at the city limits and ran to Kara's house.

I didn't even knock. I just opened the door to see Kara and Kenny at the kitchen table eating breakfast.

They both jumped and stood up.

"Kara he's losing a lot of blood. He was stabbed and I did my best. Please, he's dying."

She took him immediately, and cleaned the wound out before wrapping it in record time.

"What'd he do that he got stabbed?"

"I don't know. He left yesterday at noon and didn't return. I dragged Jerome out to look for him, found a building a few miles away and he wa sin one of the rooms with a knife in his side. He was already going into shock when we found him."

"Who's behind me?"

"A man who was insisting we wouldn't be able to leave with Preston. I still don't know his name."

"My name is Brice. And yesterday, the creeper said something about a sorcerer healing his amputated leg. Who is this sorcerer?"

"Why?" Kara looked pale.

"I'm curious."

Kara snapped at him. "Well, curiousity killed the cat."

"That's exactly what the creeper said. But I wanna know."

"He raised me," Kara said without looking up from her task, "he's now a retired army general. He was a medic."

"What's his name?"

"Why?"

"Seriously?"

"You sure? I think he had a problem with a guy named Brice, if I recall correctly."

"Seto?"

"Yeah. Now get out of my house."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"Not until I have the creeper."

"I can call authorities. You're trespassing."

"Give me the creeper."

"No."

"Then I'm not leaving."

"Kenny call the police."

"Kenny don't."

Kenny ignored Brice's command and grabbed the house phone.

"Fine. But I'll get him back." The guy said, leaving.

Kenny put the phone back down and came over to see Preston.

"Who's Brice, Kara?"

"Seto's old friend. He's a sorcerer too."

"Old friend? They aren't friends?"

"No. I can't remember why."

"He tried to kill me." A familiar voice said.

We turned to see Seto in the doorway.

"I felt distress and came immediately."

"Preston got stabbed. He's stable for now."

"I also felt the same distress at the castle. Any ideas?"

"No."

"Hmmm... I wonder. I'll do some research and ask around then. He's stable?"

Kara nodded.

"Okay. So long as he's okay. Call me if something goes wrong." He left and closed the door.

"What do you think happened at the castle? I haven't talked to Rob in years."

"How old is he now?"

"My age. 15?"

"Wow. When'd you last talk?"

"We were 11 I think?"

"Let's go see, shall we?"