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you asked for it, here is chapter 4 |
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celtia was nearly thrown to the ground from the tremendous force of the blast , had it not been for the quick thinking of kottarl, who had bravely taken the blunt of the impact upon himself..celtia's head was down as she felt the heat of the fire bolt..which kept her from reading the message kottarl was trying to scream to her..as her head raised..she saw the form of kottarl's brother coming towards kottarl with a blade in his hand..No!!! she screamed within herself as she herself now reaching for the blade she took from the counter earlier..she raised up to her feet and made a dash over to where kottarl's body fell to the ground..celtia's eyes narrowed as she kept her eyes fixed to that of the brother..she pulls out the blade from her belt, gripping it by its small hilt..'this is for you, kottarl..' she thought to herself as she herself lunged towards the dark figure with the small blade raised and held outward from her..true she was frightened..but she couldnt just stand aside as this beast of a man was wanting to kill kottarl
Tomir'nus smiled evilly, "you think you can beat me? " he aproached her, "if he could not beat me, what makes you so sure of yourself?"
celtia read the message from his snarling lips..her eyes narrowed..still she gripped tightly to the blade she carried ..once stepping past where kottarl lied to the ground..she bent her body forward from her torso, flipping herself over, her midwaist twisting and contorting as she flung herself over..arms held out at her side to help in propelling her small body over and around as her legs twisted over in a cartwheel fashion then landing to her feet in front of the stranger she arcs her arm up and over with the blade now coming down towards his lower throat and upper portion of his chest in swift fluid like motion
He laughs, and tries to block her blade, "impressive, but not good eno..." he says as he blocks her blow, but loses grip on his own weapon as the one the Celtia weilded in a pasionate rage hit its mark true, slicing his body open, "but how?" he manages to choke out before falling to the ground, dead.
celtia couldnt believe she had actually done this..she watched just as dumbfounded as the brother that her blade had actually struck ..her mouth agap as she stood there..standing ever so still cept for the fact that she was trembling...she dared not move a muscle..she just stood there staring as suddenly the brother's body slides backwards from the blade..blood rushed over her hand and the front portion of her meek outfit..small blood splatters over her young face..she watched as his body first fell to his knees..and then onto his back..his hands reaching to the wound..then his eyes looked to her with great shock as he then rolled slightly to his left..hands dropping to his side to the ground as his eyes closed as the last breath of life left his form..celtia's hand lowered..releasing the blade she held..the blade falling to the ground at her feet..she took a few steps back, then immediately turned her attention to that of kottarl..she rushed to his side, kneeling down beside him..one hand quickly slips under his head as she looks down to him..hoping that he was alright
Kottarl stirs slightly at the presence of her touch, but conciousness still evades him. 'i hope Celtia is alright... what was i thinking? why the hell would i use a blast that big? if it didnt kill him...' he stirs again and lets out a light groan
she watched him finally stir ..and she smiled in great relief..he was moving, that was good she thought..she got to her knees..with her hands now grasping firmly but gently to his arms just at his shoulders..she gave him a shake trying to bring him back to consciousness..she knew he was way too heavy for her to carry..she glances around her, trying to see through the darkness if there was anyone at all to help kottarl inside..but she saw no one present..she sighed deeply..still she remained at his side..she dared not leave, not even for a moment..she gazed down at him as she brushed the back of her other hand across his cheek,smearing the blood of his brother
He felt a slight shake, thats good, i am begining to feel my body again... he groans loudly oh gods its hurts so much! he could smell blood in the air, someone had been slain, "CELTIA!" he shouted, bolting upright, "thank the gods," he murmered as he saw her and fell back down "...your safe..."
at first it startled her so much when she read her name shouted from his lips as he sat upright so quickly..nearly knocking her over onto her back, but she quickly caught herself with her palms to the ground..she then watched as he fell back ..she went to him, slipping one hand underneath his head..her other hand gently patted to his cheek..she knew not how to help him..but he needed to be taken inside..out here was not safe for him in this condition..this she knew..she had to think of something..and quickly..she released hold of kottarl..lowering his head gently as she then rose to her feet..still she found she was trembling..she couldnt believe all this had happened..she spotted a well not far from where the body of kottarl's brother rested..she approached cautiously..almost as if she half expected him to rise up..she moved around his body..already blood pooling under and around him and seeping into the ground..she made it to the well..tearing now the hem of her outfit, dipping it to the pail that was on the stoney rim of the well..she wrung the torn fabric and rushed back over to kottarl..kneeling at his side she dabbed the damp cloth to his forehead and face and neck trying to revive him to consciouness.
Kottarl felt the coolness of the water on his face, ah, that feels good, Celtia must be taking care of me... i need to snap out of this... his arm twitches a bit as he claws at the edge of conciousness,
"Kottarl!" yelled the tavern owner running up to where he laid, Celtia by his side, "is he..." he asked turning towards Celtia
celtia continues to dab the damp cloth over his forehead and along his cheeks..she then glanced up quickly as movement caught the corner of her eye..as she saw the tavern owner running towards them, she reacted swiftly by grasping the blade she used earlier and jumping up to her feet..she was acting protectively over kottarl...she stood there poised with one arm stretched out at her side and the other waving the blade in front of her as her eyes narrowed
 Rythone · Mon Feb 13, 2006 @ 11:26pm · 0 Comments |
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