Chapter 12: Trust

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Chapter 12: Trust

Two ours of "resting" she forced me o fight another person. This guy had a black hoody an black skinny jeans. He also had a pitch black sword. By the look of his hands he looked kinda tan. I stood up shakily and grabbed my sword. I walked over and brought my sword up to fight. I charged first, but he easily dodged. I turned to face him and he was in the middle of a swing. So I reflected it and are swords made a loud cling noise when the hit. It made us both step back.

"Kill him!' the Witch yelled as the changes got tighter.

"I can't! I'll do anything else just don't hurt them," I begged.

"I will get you to be a killer one way or another it will happen," she replied as the changes got even tighter. I let out a little scream as they tightened. After they loosened a little I laid on the ground not knowing what to do. The guy walked over to me and handed me my sword.

"I'm on your side," the guy whispered to me.

"What?" I asked.

"You just have to trust me. Please just trust me and I can get you and a few other people out of here," he replied.

"Fine....... if I ever hurt you I'm sorry. I don't mean to she's threatening to kill my family," I said.

"Bring her to me and place her here to rest," the Witch said before he could reply. He helped me up and over next to the White Witch's thrown.

"Ma'am how about we let her rest for the remainder of the day so that when we fight again tomorrow she'll have more strength," the guy said.

"Ok find. Take her to a cell down that way," the Witch replied pointing down a hall. The guy helped me up and helped me over to my cell. He helped me sit on the bed and he sat next to me.

"I never cot your name," I said.

"That's because I never told you," he said.

"What's your name?!" I asked.

"Andrew. What's yours?" He asked laughing a little bit.

"Raven," I said laughing a little bit too.

"How old are you, Andrew?" I asked.

"14 and you?" He asked.

"14," I said.

"Child get in here!" We heard the Witch yell.

"Wait are you her kid?" I asked.

"Maybe," he said and then walked out of the room.

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