I was wandering the dark alleyways, and that was when I smelled the blood. I didn't want to be the next target, so I did what everyone has to do when they live below the mountain: I ran. Who knew that even if I ran my blood would still be spilled....
When running from an unknown enemy, I did what any sane person would do, scream. Yes, I know that must not have been the best choice, but give me a break I am only ten and I don't want to die yet. So I screamed and ran. I ran pretending the royal guard was chasing me. I could hear the footsteps behind me getting closer and closer but I already decided in my mind that I would not be taken down without fighting. If I die in battle, I at least knew I would be able to go to heaven. As I timed out my pursuers steps, I turned around to slash out at him, but I was wrong.
As I turned around to strike him, it's claws met my cheek. I thought my pursuer was just a man but it was one of the beasts from under the caves. If I thought I was gonna be dead before, I now had no doubt about it.
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The Assassin and Her Captive
FantasyAs Gal was on the brink of death a kind man saved her, nursed her to health the only thing she had to do to repay him was a small little favor otherwise she would meet some difficult circumstances that she would not be able to escape
