Necromancer

Chapter 25

I bowed my head down waiting for it to be cut off. This was it I guess, I was finally going to die by the hands of a maniac. I guessed I deserved it anyway... My shoulder throbbed as I held it trying to keep it from bleeding. There was finally a silence in the hall. Nothing could be heard. The cruel man finally spoke. "I'm not going to kill you yet, it would be too merciful. Better to let you suffer, and besides I have a friend who would love to see you." He let out a burst of laughter as he forced me up on my feet. He held the blade at my neck. "Now walk towards the front gate, the others are waiting." I grumbled and forced myself to take a few steps every step my shoulder ached with newfound pain. We weaved around the dead bodies and got through the splintered front door. I caught a glimpse of Andre out of the corner of my eye. Shame and despair overwhelmed me. This was all my fault, if I never came hear they wouldn't of found me. Somehow they tracked me down but how? This cruel man knew everything about me. My plans to revive my mother, somehow he knew the deepest desires of my heart. The tip of the blade cut into my back, "Walk faster scum!" I tripped over the rocks as I tried to not focus on the blaring heat. In front of us were three horses tied to and old post. Jameson leaned against it dozing off. The strange man with black hair and the man called rulf stood defensively glaring at me. "The cruel man spoke, "Now now Leif and Rulf, you'll get plenty of time to torture him. I'm afraid your not the one to kill him though. Leif spoke up as he moved the hair out of his face. "Where are we going now my lord?" "Back to Hadensburg, that's is where the trial will be. King Frederick and Prince Tybalt will be happy to see him." Rulf stood by listening but didn't speak at all. Could he even talk? He was a shorter and stickier than rulf and had a brown reddish hair. But other wise they looked almost identical. His crossbow was strapped across his back. He caught my eyes and I quickly looked away. I looked towards Leif now. Jet black hair tied back, throwing knives strapped on his waist. They both seemed to be skilled warriors. But they were no nobleman.  Leif caught me staring as well. "What are you looking at you little peice of crap!" He got in my face with a knife. "I outta make your face a little more pleasant to look at!" "Stop it Leif, you'll get your time with him. We cant let him die on the way there." "And why not? To hell with the trial! We know he's guilty!"  Leif stared me down with his dark blue eyes, "You better not try to pull any tricks on us, got that?" I nodded slowly and looked away. He and Rulf began to get on there horse. "I can't believe those necromancers got Borin! And in one hit too! Those necromancers magic is no joke." The cruel man pointed towards Jamesons horse I got on the back as Jameson took off on a trot slowly. The cruel man took off in front on his white steed he began to speak. "I beg to differ, there magic is a joke, no match for the power of God. It was a sad thing Borin did not make it, but he will not die in vain Leif I'll tell you that much." Both Jameson and Lief answered in unision, "Yes my Lord." I stared at them in disbelief, how the hell would they follow this maniac, I guess because he couldn't die. I saw him pull a knife out of his head like it was nothing. Somehow he had magical regeneration abilities. If only I could learn the secret to his power. Wielding that kind of power would be amazing. I lost myself deep in thought as Leifs voice caught my attention. "Hey Scumbag! Just remember you better not try to escape from us, our you'll pay." I cracked a smile, "wasn't planning on it. "Leifs face slowly turn to rage as ye shouted, "You damb scum I'll kill you if you smart off again I swear!" I winced in pain and grabbed my shoulder. The wound cut deep and was a bloody mess. "Here take this and drink it." The cruel man threw a small vial filled with a strange gold liquid. It was warm to the touch. I studied it mesmerized by the flow. " Jameson chimed in, "Well ya betta drink it ya dolt!" I opened the vial and took a drink. The liquid flowed down my throat warmly. The warmth went through my entire body and the pain in my shoulder slowly began to dissapear. I looked down at the wound and saw it was closing. In a couple seconds the wound was entirely gone. Nothing but bare skin was left. "Wow what is this stuff?" "None of your business that's what!" Jameson began to chuckle, "Someones a little grumpy today. Did you leave your blanky?" Rulf seemed to laugh silently. "Shut up you idiot, if it wasnt for you Borin would still he alive right now!" Jameson waved his fist in the air, "Now whatta mean by tha you lackey!? I outta ter inta ya about right now!" "Oh please, what are you gonna do bore me to death! Also where were you when the fighting was going on? You just magically dissapeared huh, probably ran away like a coward!" Jameson began to blush, "I was tending to the horses had to make sure we had a getaway!" "Stop it both of you" The cruel man spoke with authority. "There will be no bickering or I'll kill you off myself!" He pointed towards the path, "We will make it to hadensburg and send this necromancer to his rightful demise. But we need him alive for now. Is that clear?" "Yes my Lord." I baffled at the absolute authority he wielded over them. Soon the horses trot went into a gallop and we were making haste across the desert. The desert began to become more green and rocky as we followed the dirt path. The sun was already setting now as it bathed one side of me face in orange sunlight. I looked over at my right and the path began to become more familiar. We passed the rocky outcrop and the lone tree me and Vance stayed under. My heart dropped as I thought about what was happening. I wasnt going to make it out alive. Somehow I had been lucky enough to cheat death so many times. Not this time, Vance would be 1,000 miles away by now and he couldn't help me either. The despair slowly crept in but I pushed it away. Instead I got caught in the rhythm of the pounding hooves. My eyelids began to droop and I fell into the darkness.