Guiltless

Weak

     The knife is to my throat, just sharp enough to draw blood, a sliver of red forming. I ever so slowly reach down to my boot to grab my dagger, my back scraping against the cold, jagged rock. My eyes are closed, but I know that if I open them, cold, black eyes, and yellowed smirking teeth were hovering close, too close to my face. I fell the snow through my thin clothes. It is fresh, powder-like, not yet packed into the ground. I can hear Izekial rummaging through my bag for anything good, as Corbels knife begins to bear deeper into my neck. It is getting hard to breath, but as I achingly slow, drag my dagger from its hiding place, I hear Izekial's gritty scream, and my eyes fly open to Corbel's weight off of me. He stands up, and I move swiftly off of the rock, and fully pulled out my blade whilst I simultaneously grab my pack from Izekial's corpse. I watch as Corbel takes off after the mysterious figure. 

   I take off as well, panting a bit as I gain a good vantage point for my intentions. I speed up, and then I viciously launch my dagger, watching in earnest as the gleaming weapon sinks itself into Corbel's upper back, hitting the perfect angle, and piercing his heart.

     I catch up to his weaning form in time to pull out my dagger and take off his pack before he crushes them under his weight. I quickly peel off his shirt and pants and shove them into my pack . By now, his blood has stained the powdery snow, and the other killer has disappeared. 

   I  lean against a tree, regaining my breath as I scope out  the area. I know that it is a generally deserted area, and my hands, dagger, and both mine and Corbel's clothes are stained with blood. I shut my eyes, and instantly recognize the sound of flowing water. I begin to make my way towards the sound, and eventually I have found a small stream.

    I firstly refilled my bottle with the fresh water, and then proceed to wash my dagger, my hands, face and the cut on my throat. I then build a small fire underneath a tree branch, and then wash my clothes and hang then up to dry. Once they are dried, I redress, and then wash Corbel's clothes, and hang them up to dry. I hang my pack and Corbel's on the tree branch, and then with my dagger in hand, I decide to try and find some food. The snow is hardening now, crunching against my feet as I tread away from my things. I only get a few feet, when I hear a voice. 

"Hello."

I whip around, dagger in hand, as I get a good look at him. The killer from earlier. His hair is blond, and his brown eyes show fear and curiosity, and they seemed to hold more liveliness than anyone else. My dagger is rough and cold against my hands, as his hands went up into the air. 

"Woah, don't kill me quite yet. I have an offer for you." he smiles. " I want to team up. I cant barely hunt or kill, that kill earlier was pretty lucky, but I've got amazing tracking skills, which I know that you don't have, since you obviously haven't eaten in a while." It was true, I haven't eaten in 5 days, but really? Teaming up? What would Ignacia think? 

"Prove it." I say defiantly.

He suddenly lets out a loud sound, and I jump back, brandishing my dagger.

" Hey now, just listening to the sounds so I know where things are. Well, I can tell from here that the clothing you took from the man earlier and your pack... no, two packs, are hung in a tree a few feet from here. The tree is next to a little stream, which is now most likely tinted red from the blood off of the dagger and the clothing, based on that irony smell. There's a squirrel a little bit that way, if you want that for dinner, although you most likely passed about 3 on your walk from the corpse to the stream. How about you go get that, and then we will talk." he says, all very quickly. He points, and sure enough I spot a flash of color in the snow. I shoot him a glance, and then dart off after it.

   I quickly return with my dead prey in hand. "You are pretty good. I think I'll take you up on that offer... whats your name?"

"Issac. And you?"

" Um, .. Lillith. Now then, lets eat! I alr-" I'm quickly cut off, "Yeah I know that you already made a fire, now c'mon, lets go!"

" Alright...."

( The image at the top is what Lillith looks like, just with brown hair not grey )