The Assassin

Chapter 1

Rosalyn's p.o.v
"Hurry! Don't let her get away!" One of the royal guards yelled as I quickly ran down the streets of Dellway. "Fire!" The captain of the royal guards yelled as I heard guns and arrows getting fired at me. "Uggghh!" I hissed in pain as a arrow goes through my thigh and 2 bullets go through my right shoulder blade. Son of a motha fuckin bitch that fuclin hurt! I thought to myself as I looked around and found the docks close to my location. I looked behind me and saw the royal guards behind me. Shit. I gotta get out of here. I thought to myself as I made my way to the dock looking for somewhere to hide. When I got to the dock I saw one ship tied up to the dock. Damn. I guess that'll have to do for now. I thought to myself as I limply made my way up the dock onto the ship but I made sure not to make any sound. I walked around the side and found a bunch of barrels staked up. I limped to the barrels and sat down. I took out my gun from its holder on the side of my leg and took out a bullet. I used the back of the gun and broke open the bullet and ripped my shirt off exposing my black lace bra and a spaghetti strap tank top. I lifted up my tang top and saw 2 holes in my skin dripping with blood. I then picked up a little pinch of gun powder and put it on my wounds. "Ah shit!" I said as I flinched. I then looked at my thigh and decided to leave the arrow in and put gun powder around it so in the morning I'll pull it out. After I did that I put my tore up shirt aside and covered myself with my cloak. I soon felt sleep cover over me.
                     Time skip
"Do you think he's dead?" a gruff male voice spoke"You idiot its obviously a girl!" a squeaky girly voice said regarding to the gruff males voice "Where do you think she came from?" a calm males voice said "Is she gonna be okay?" a concerned little girls voice spoke "when do you think she'll wake up?" the squeaky voice asked again
"Should I go get the captain?" another gruff voice spoke "No need. I'm already here. " A sexy yet ruff voice spoke. I was getting irritated because these rude fuckers woke me up. I then woke up with a groan. "Quite she's waking up." the sexy voice said as I opened my eyes. I saw that I was surrounded by people. I instantly took out my gun and pointed it to them and gave them a death glare. They all raised their hands and backed up. I held no emption in my eyes. None other than anger and rage. One man started to walk closer to me. I quickly turned my head to him and pointed my gun at him as my glare hardened and focused on him. "Hey. It's okay. We're not going to hurt you. Just put your gun down. " he said as he stretched his arm out towards my gun but I took my gun off of safety mode making it make a 'click' sound. The man kept inching closer. He then stayed still when his hand was hovering over my gun. He then looked me in the eyes as I did the same. Inside his eyes I saw him pleading and wanting him to help me. My gaze never dropped but my glare softened as I kept staring into his eyes. He grabbed my gun but my grip tightened and i put up my glare again. He then looked at me with more emotion. "Please. Let us help you. Let ME help you." He said eagerly. My glare softened but it never left. I then let him take my gun out of my hands knowing that I got 2 more and a few knives still on me. He then set my gun on the side of him. "Leave us. I think I got it." he said never breaking his gaze from mind. Everyone left but not without giving him a bowl of hot water and a towel. He then broke our gaze and picked up the towel and put it in the water. As he did so I just looked at him. Not making a sound just watching his every move. "So. Where did you come from?" He asked as he squeezed some water out of the towel and dabbed it on my wounds. I instantly grabbed his wrist preventing him from doing anything else as I remembered the bullets were still in my body. I put my hand that wasn't holding his wrist up in a stoping motion then pointed to my gun shot wounds. He looked at me weirdly but I just rolled my eyes and mentally face palmed as I put my pointer finger and thumb in one of my gun shot wounds.
I then pulled out the bullet and put it in his hand. He looked wide eyes at me then gave me a look of understanding. "Do you want me to get the other one out?" he asked looking at me. I just simply nodded and watched him carefully. When he came close to my would I flinched at the sudden contact. I wasn't use to others helping me let alone around me. This was all new to me. He looked up at me with a worried expression. I just nodded then he did what I did and pulled out a bullet. He then cleaned my wounds but he stopped when he noticed I was covering something. He tried to move my hand that had my cloak covering my thigh but I didn't budge. "Hey. Hey look at me." he said but I just shook my head rapidly and closed my eyes tightly. He then grabbed my face with both of his hands and made me face him. "Open your eyes." he demanded but i could hear the worthiness in his voice. I closed my eyes tighter but he then bushed my bangs that were covering my left side of my face. When he did this I pulled back and away from him. He looked shocked as I gave him a look I never shown him. Fear...