A living hell by Alex Hensley
Kahlan- she looks around herself. The trees are green and full of life and the forest is alive with the movement of animals. She blinks slowly her eyes adjusting to the bright sunlight. she stretches herself over the warm and soft forest floor. She closes her eyes again the sun warming her face as she lays on the ground. She sighs if she did not get back soon the shadow creed would come looking for her. She pushes herself up and she looks at the forest before she walks quickly toward the wall and her prison which she must call her home. When she walks inside the shadow creed had already beat her there when will steps forward she straightens her self holding her head up proudly. Will lets out a small sound of annoyance and he says “can you not keep your ignorance and stupidity in check and take your responsibility seriously ” he punches her side hard and she growls at him softly before he says “oh and by the way the master wants you to kill someone... assassin”he says it with a slight snarl as though the tittle is meant to be an insult and she storms out of the small house. As she is walking she clutches her side that Will punched and she tumbles to the cold ground. She writhes and moans softly on the cobble stones. when Will sees her he runs up and keels at her side and he whispers softly “Kahlan are you alright I did not mean to hurt you i was only trying to put on a good show in front of my men” she grimaces and says harshly to him “I am not hurt” he shrinks back a bit but asks “then what the bloody hell is wrong to leave a highly trained killer who is trained to deal with pain every day to fall to the ground in pain?” “she snarls through clenched teeth “ when I was created by the crow begotten master I was made to kill if I don’t bloody kill I am slowly killed and will I have not killed any one in almost four weeks, who does the master want me to kill maybe if I kill him/her this damned pain will stop. She listens intently as will tells her who to kill where this man lives and his background. She takes the small picture of the man from will she stands and starts to walk away, she glances back and the turns looking at the sky which is now painted in the colors of night. She walks calmly into the dark shadows of an ally and she disappears.
A few hours outside the protection of the wall Kahlan shivers in the icy cold of the night she hears a long and low howling on the moor and she runs knowing that if she did not find the vale fast she would have to fight and would be slowed down from exhaustion. The sounds of the soul hound running behind her is soft but its loud breath and the cold ghostly feeling that always surrounds them fills her urging her to move faster. When she reaches the edge of the forest the leaves and the branches of the trees cut into the soft skin of her face leaving small shallow scratches on her cheeks. She glances over her shoulder at the soul hound its jaws are wide open showing rows of razor sharp teeth that could easily slice through her body without a second thought. The old tales and rhymes said that the death by a soul hound was the most pain filled experience, and one of the old tales goes if it tastes and it finds pure blood it is saved then comes back as one of the blood thirsty beasts. Kahlan did not want to find out if the legends and story’s were true, one thing she knew about the animals was that they hated the vale. The vale is a rip in the fabric of time and space opening hell to earth not many knew this secret and most who did the master forced her to kill long ago. She hated that man...no that monster in the skin of a man he is not human if he was he would not kill innocent people with no reason but enjoyment and he would not create monsters to do his bidding monsters... like her. A sharp and loud snap and searing pain jerks her out of her thoughts her leg hurt like hell fire was eating at it she look at it and the skin of her calf slumped loosely flapping about as she ran warm blood was pouring down her leg in a red river if she did not stop the blood she might have to cut the leg off. She growls and stops facing the hound just as it is about to leap for her she jumps up grabbing the closest branch and she flips onto the soul hounds back she takes out her knife before it realizes what had happen and she slits its throat. And she starts to run again that wound would only stall it for a minute maybe less the soul hounds don’t die and they heal rapidly she could finally see the vale now she turns her head to see the soul hound running toward her with a hot rage in its icy eyes. The blood from the wound she had afflicted still poured onto the frigid ground. She leaps up into the air the wind whips her hair around her face and she looks back once more before entering the land of the dead. When she enters the vale she can feel the life and her soul being ripped out of her body. She can see the hound leap after her and she gasps before rolling onto the searing hot she can feel herself dying and she breaths in the chemical air of the underworld. She pushes her body up off the ground painfully and she glares back at the monster it is on the ground panting even the hound will die in the land of the dead everything does. She can hear the creatures of this hell hole coming to where they could feel the presence of the living and breathing. She growls and she stands she gets a running start but her wounded leg slows her down and one of the demons catches her leg she falls and kicks at it with her free leg. The thing screeches and the sound is the most blood curdling thing that Kahlan had ever heard. She gets her first look at the things and she is shocked this thing is human its has its face anyways it is a demented form with the body of a rotting corpse and a demon she cant look for more than a few seconds without losing all sense just by looking into their eyes she feels like she is burning for eternity like she could never stop the pain of all hell bearing own on her soul. She shakes her head and she kicks it harder she scrambles up and she tumbles into the vale the rush is exhilarating and for a brief moment she feels no pain but only for a second as soon as she lands on the ground the demon is on top of her. She can almost reach her dagger but it pins her arm and bites down on her shoulder hard biting clean through the skin she screams the beasts teeth burn like acid this things saliva gives the skin around the bite a horrible burn. She cant stop screaming and thrashing under it the demon lets out a long scream and Kahlan fights through the pain to grab her dagger she flips over and she thrusts her arm upward into its skull. A shadow stands behind the demon she could almost see his face but her eyes shut themselves and she drifts out of contentiousness.
She opens her eyes and she pros her-self up onto her forearms. she try’s to get up on her knees so she can stand but she is gently laid back down on the soft grass by a warm but strong grip. a soft and husky voice says quietly “ so your the new assassin... you were sent by the master correct?” she refuses to look in the direction of the voice but her eyes flick in a tempted way she knew that this man whoever he is was watching her so she forces her-self to turn her head in the other direction she try’s to sit up to face this man face-to-face but she flops back to the ground her efforts in vain the mans rich laughter fills her ears and he chuckles “just stay down, not even a monster such as you can be fully recovered in this short of time after going through the vale not only once but twice and you went in deeper than most would ever go.” she stops trying to stand and sit up she lays back her head resting on a rolled up blanket. she turns to look at him she is surprised at what he looks like she would have thought him to be older but he looks no older than her, his short choppy black hair hangs across his forehead, his face is a kind but hard one. his narrow eyes are a indescribable color of blue and they are filled with pain mixed with pain and loss. his body is lean and strong it is obvious he is used to fighting to survive .she looks into his eyes and she asks 'if you knew I was going to try to kill you why the hell did you help save me?” he pauses for a moment and he finally says “i know what you go through and how you hate the master and how you just want to be free. When I worked for him I felt the same things and the chance for freedom was never offered to me it was shoved upon me and I took it I want to offer you freedom don’t want anyone to feel that pain and lonesomeness... not even my enemy.”a strange scraping noise fills the air and a small but dangerous looking animal crawls toward them. the man stiffens and he grabs her hand and he pulls her up close to him before they both start running as they are running he says loudly “ oh and by the way my real name is Tryan” she shouts back “mines Kahlan”
once they have reached inside the safety of the wall they both laugh and try to catch their breath. the shadows around them start to move and by then it is too late to run she gasps and starts to warn Tryan but her mouth is clamped shut and a member of the shadow creed holds her refusing to let her move. She bites down hard and she looks at Will his eyes are filled with pain and gilt she struggles and glances at Tryan, he is having no better luck than she is at escape.
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