Talia

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Banan responds with his ax. I was certain Anzors sword would break Banans ax in two, because of the strength he uses in every stroke, but that isn't the case at all. Banans ax is strong, and for almost every stroke Anzor sends, Banan is faster and steps aside. If you look closely you can see that Anzor is struggling, and that Banan is only playing with him. After five more strokes, Banan gets tired of this game and pushes Anzor to the ground. Anzor is skilled, but not as skilled as Banan.

"I did expect more of you Anzor, what a pity." He smiles, and starts to kick Anzor in the stomach. His smile widens when he see blood come from Anzors mouth. Anzors horse barks and attacks. Banan steps aside and jumps onboard. His smile fades. Anzor still lies helplessly at the ground. The horse stops once it realizes that it missed its target. A small jerk makes Banan fall on me.

"Sorry," he say and crawls back to a sitting position beside me. He takes my hand. "Let me help you." He starts to smile again. Banan finds his ax. "Stay still for a second, will you?" His smile widens. He places my hand so that the chain straightens up. "You should probably close your eyes." I scream and close my eyes once Banan raises his ax. Click, it says, and I dare to open my eyes. Now I can move as I wish. "Come with me," Banan says. He offers me a helping hand. I accept without hesitation.

"Thanks," I say. Together we jump of the wagon. It would probably be natural for me to be afraid of him, but I find him more like a gentleman compared to Anzor. Anzor lies at the ground; he tries to stand several times, but his wounds drag him down.

"What a weirdo, he never should have accepted my challenge." Banan spits at the ground. "He never knows when to give up." Banan still holds my hand. "Let's get going doll." Should I feel offended? Or is that a compliment? Banan looks me directly in the eyes. His eyes are huge. Imagine a marble, his eyeballs is about that size. The iris has the color of a grey cloud before it's about to rain. Under his eyes he has a cute little nose. His hair isn't completely black; it has a taste of brown in it. Hair straws are dangling along with the tip of his ear lobe. Tired eyes are surrounded by darkness, with heavy bags under each. Banans expression changes from serious to overjoy in a matter of seconds. His smile is still creepy, but I notice his perfect set of white teeth. Banans robe takes form in a dark red color like my pants, and it covers all of his body too his knees. Even his ax cannot be seen. The dark grey color of his pants makes him look paler than he already is. Banans dark combat boots matches the rest of his outfit. He is cold. I look down at our hands and see his gloves.

"Would you prefer to be called something else? Bobo, honey, sugar, candy, Leonard?"

"I would like to be called by my name."

He interrupts me. "Angel? Because you look like someone who belongs in heaven." Is he saying I look like a dead person? Or that I should be dead? Or that I look like an angel? I hope for the last one.

"No! Talia. My name is Talia," I say irritated.

"I knew it had something to do with god. Dew." He is a complete idiot. It is true that my name might mean dew, and somewhere it says my name means dew from god. Anzor manages to take a sitting position. He whistles. His pet comes running.

"Let's go Dew." Banan drags me along into the forest. We run for about 5 minutes until I understand what is really going on. This is the second time I'm kidnapped today. I loosen his grip and run in another direction. "Wait! Stop Dew!" Banan shouts after me. He manages to reach my hand, but I slap it away and keep running. I run until I'm forced to the ground by a body.