Smith had a lantern in his hand, it was night. He was in the deep of the woods. He had been riding all day. His back was aching, and he wanted to get to the warmth of his bed.
It would have to wait. The light, from his lantern, shone on a boy. The boy looked filthy, with matted hair. He had a small cut on his chest, it was bleeding through his shirt. He had the eyes of a demon, he also held a bloodied sword that made his image appear more sinister. He recognized him from when he used to watch over him, during his guard duty. He still felt the humiliation of having the plate of food being thrown at him.
So they weren't lying about the boy...
He had better have been worth it.
"Where is the Girl? " asked Smith.
Smith was in front of the group. His hard iron gaze lay on the boy, then scanned the surrounding area. Two other Militia men accompanied him, Ralph the red head, and Hughes the leader of the group. This was Ralph's first mission. Ralph was about 19 a good size for a soldier. He joined the Militia shortly after he became 17. Hughes was leading, what Smith thought to be a wild goose chase.
Hughes was the man they often sent to hunt down an undesirable opponent of the Militia.
A tall and skinny seer accompanied them as well. He was a sickly sight, he often wore a hooded cape to conceal the white flaky skin he had. His eyes were red and he had no hair. He hated the day, working best at night. He had accompanied the three Militia men to help locate the two important runaways.
Their mission was coming to a conclusion. All they had to do now was apprehend Adar or kill him on site, and more importantly retrieve Melanie.
Adar gave Smith a hard look. He was outnumbered. He saw the other two militia men beside Smith. They both looked a deal stronger than Smith, and posed a challenge, maybe even defeat for Adar. A hooded figure was behind them. He didn't carry a lantern, but Adar managed to get a glimpse of him.
The figure stared directly into Adar's eyes. The figure's eyes were red and they appeared to be bulging out from his eye sockets. He let out a dark grin once Adar made eye contact with him.
Adar furrowed his eyebrows.
So that is how they found us! They used a Seer. A powerful one as well, but how could he find me? I thought my...
"I won't ask again Boy! Where is the girl! " said Smith," These are not the cells! You will pay dearly for back then, nonetheless. "
Adar remained Silent. He looked back at Smith, who was now reaching for his sword.
"Aaron is it? " said the Seer from the back. His voice was hoarse. It sounded like rusted iron rubbing together.
He knows My name? how...
Adar clenched his jaw. How would he get out of this?
"I know not who you speak of. " Said Adar," But if you came looking for me, you've found me."
Smith turned around to look at the Seer.
"Where is the girl? " asked Smith.
The Seer stuck a flaky white finger at the bushes that were yards behind Adar.
"She is currently behind the tree, hiding under the bushes."
Melanie's heart rised in pulse. She could only hear bits an pieces of the conversation The last part she had heard. They knew where she was. She was ready to come out and turn herself in. She couldn't have the idea of Adar being killed because of her in her conscious.
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Adar
FantasySet in the 18th century, colonial America, this story is set around the life of a boy, a boy who has always lived a life of pain . Now what he has just currently suffered, is beyond pain, grief, and death. He enters into a new era in his life, an e...