Point of View (Completed)

Fumi: 9

The day of our leave has finally arrived. Tyler, Harold and I were already at the front gate with Roger and Lucas to bid us goodbye. It is still 5 am, no one's awake to see us go except for them both and the Royal patrols.

I was dressed in dark blue shorts, gray T-shirt and long navy blue sweater, I paired them all off with black converse, a gold watch, silver bracelets and a long circle, wooden pendant.
I had a gray backpack that contained my dagger, money, extra clothes, water and a sword. 

Harold was wearing a white shirt with a wolf print on it, over black checkered polo and black maong jeans with same black converse. He brought with him a dark green backpack. I'm too tired to even bother knowing what's in it.

Tyler was wearing a plain gray shirt and black Jagger jeans also paired off with the same black converse. He was carrying a dark blue back pack and left his hair messy as ever just like Harold's, only Tyler's  hair is pitch black.

"I wish you all good luck." Roger said.
I crossed my arms. Harold nodded at Roger and gave Lucas a fist bump, so did Ty.

"We'll bring Jameine alive." Ty said.

"And we'll defeat Jandira." Harold added.

They all looked at me expecting a comment or something.

"Oh, don't get ahead of yourselves." I said.

I turned around and walked away. It was like 3 miles since we walked and the sun was already up, we ended up on Main street. Everything was busy, many carriages were passing by and many maids were doing their jobs, filling water, buying bread and such. I stopped before the traffic.
"Uh Myrtle." Harold gasped, I turned they were both weary.

"Don't tell me that short trip got you guys tired?" I asked annoyingly.

Tyler drank some of his water, "Sorry, princesa. We're just used to riding, not walking 4.8 kilometers per hour."
I rolled my eyes and a carriage stopped in front of us.
"Where ye be kids off at this early hour?" the coachman said in his British pirate accent.

"Wouldn't you like to know." I commented.

Harold stepped forward, "Aye, sire. May we get a ride to the Niner Caverns?"

The coachman tensed, "I'm sorry. But that place is far from what even nasty pirates attend to achieve. But-but May I know yer business there, young lads and lass?"
"Sorry, old-timer. But we don't like having strangers prying over royal business." I said.

Tyler nudged me but I glared at him. The coachman took off his hat.

"I apologize miss, I can still take ye to a train station that passes by a forest that leads to the caverns. If yer willing? This'll be me only chance to repent for prying."

"It's alright, good sir. We will be very grateful to accept your offer." Tyler said.

I was gonna say something, but Tyler already dragged me aboard, then we all took off.

I crossed my legs and just stared out the window, everything was quiet. 
"Why are you so rude, Myrtle?" Harold suddenly spoke up.
I looked at him and Tyler.
"That, dumbass, is classified information." I replied.
"You know, you can just shut up when you have nothing good to say." Tyler suggested.
"That's no fun, psycho. Mind your own crown." I said rolling my eyes.

We came into a stop, since yhe coachman said this was the train station. Tyler paid him big and we hopped on to the train heading for Jicova kingdom.
The plan was to make a stop at the rainforest, that way, once we go straight we'll find the caverns.
I sat at the very side and twisted my dagger on the table. One conductor came to get our tickets but instead told us for a free ride. Then went away bowing.

"What was his deal?" Tyler asked.

"He must've known that we're royal." I suggested.

"Or you scared him with your knife." Harold said, sipping a cup of his tea.

I rolled my eyes, "You're even girlier than me." 

Harold dropped his tea, while Tyler choked on his. 
"Excuse me?" Harold asked.

I stifled a laugh and his expression softened but Tyler glared.

"I don't think we can change her Brute. Don't you think?" Tyler gritted his teeth.

I took my dagger from the table and sheathed it, "What's your problem?"
Tyler glared at me and then just looked away, "Nothing."
I sighed then stood, "I'm gonna go to the roof. I'll see you guys when we stop."
I then left them both.

30 minutes later

I was still sitting on the roof, watching as places passed by me with a blur and yells like "Get off the roof!" But I would yell something like "Wipe your face with your ass losers!"
Yep, I still got it. I saw a black mountain up ahead but the tracks weren't gonna pass it. 
I quickly went back to our seat, seeing Tyler and Harold talking.

"Guys, I think our stop is here." I said.

"What? Then tell the conductor to stop." Tyler said.

"We can't, there's no stop here. the train only stops at operated stations." 
Harold looked at me, "Then we jump."
Tyler stood from his seat, "Are you insane?! You want us to die before even meeting with Jandira?!"
Harold stood up with him, "You wanna make a fool of yourself while saving a lady because you couldn't jump of a ride?!" 
Tyler gritted his teeth.

"Hello?" I said making them both look at me. "Girls, girls. You're both pretty. Can we go now?"
Then we grabbed our backpacks and ran for the door. But the conductor stepped in front of me.

"Hey, move freak show! We're missing our stop!" I yelled.

He gave a wicked grin and slung me over his shoulder and stepped inside the control room, locking the door.

"What the heck?! Let me go!" I yelled.

He ripped my jacket apart, "Mistress Jandira was right, I would get nice treat when I guard this train."
I made a disgusted face, "Jandira sent you?! Ugh, that stupid witch!"
He attempted to get my shit, but I kicked his stomach. He wailed in agony, giving me the upper hand. I jumped on his back and held his neck but he slammed me onto the wall. 

"You're pretty tough for a princess." He managed.

I forced myself to flip over him, not taking my arms off his throat.

"Wait, I can't-" He said. But I cracked his neck and he fell unconscious.
I opened the door.

"Hiyaa!" Tyler yelled as he kicked the open door, his hard kick hit my elbow.

"Ow! My Elbow!" I growled. 

Harold quickly got to me, and checked my elbow, but everytime he tried to turn it, I'd wince.

"She can't jump with a flailing arm. She'd lose balance once she lands." Harold said.

I looked outside, and we were coming up on the turn away from the black mountain.

"We've got no choice. Our stop's coming up, let's go!" I said, I went first up the roof and readied myself to jump. But Tyler held my not-wounded-arm.

"We'll go together!" 
"What?! No, I'll lose balance!" I protested.

"Much more without an arm. Come one!"
I didn't have a choice, at the right moment, Tyler and I jumped out of the fast running train.

Tyler and I rolled onto the bushes, rocks and grass.

I yelled in pain when My arm got hit by a rock, and I hit something sharp in my ankle.

Then I blacked out once I hit something hard on my head, I only heard

"Where's Myrtle? Myrtle! Wake up!" But the voice seemed so distant. Then... black.