Darkness surrounded her and bullets ricocheted off of metal and surrounding tree's trunks. Swords could be heard clashing against others and screams echoed through the night air. A slender yet muscular female ducked low to the ground and squatted to the ground and had a leopard spotted tail that seemed to be floating perfectly still in mid air.
She looked to her left to a tall burly man with the same eyes as hers and covered in tattoos and had a tail as well but very very different it looked much if it belonged to large male lion. He waved to the right with two fingers and nodded silently with a small affectionate wink and the girl winked back and nodded and then suddenly deftly and quietly disappeared in the darkness toward where her father had pointed to.
She crept low and held on hand on the hilt of her heavy golden sword and the other hand steely, soft, petite hands grasping a small pearl covered .44 Magnum Pistol with her index finger resting softly on the trigger awaiting to squeeze lightly.
She then heard a rustle ahead of her and stopped everything including her breathing. There it was. The harsh heavy breathing of a over excited and predictably scared male who was on the brink of panic or rage. She crept closer slowly positioning the pistol in front of her and her hand cocked to the side so the trigger was now facing the right instead of straight forward. She took a soft breath in and held it as she took another soft step. Drawing closer and closer ever so slowly. What seemed several minutes passed and she now had the man in her sights. She was off to his left and she had perfect clearance to be able to peg him straight in his temple. She smirked and squeezed lightly and.. POP.
The man fell over and little blood was shed. But she had made a mistake one she had never made before. He had friends. She quickly and quietly started her way backwards after she heard more men begin yelling the mans name and looking and shouldering their weapons and looking through the brush for their friend assassin. She stumbled backwards over a tree trunk and fell with a Oomph when she hit the ground.
The gaggle of men quickly made their way in her direction. She rose quickly and kneeled down and waited.. POP POP POP POP Two men where down and clutching their knees and another was doing the same to his abdomen. There was another still advancing and another checking the wounds of the others. She turned and ducked behind a tree. Just her luck, Suddenly a small Chippuchian Monkey began squawking up a storm from a low branch the men turn their heads and started for her. She ran and shoot twice behind her missing both men and then hearing the click of the barrel she knew she was finished with her bullets and didn't have the time to reload and run. Suddenly she heard a crack and then a slow warm liquid running down her face. Mumbled voiced where heard and her vision was fuzzy.
"Je' Tiem, I vound yeh a pretteh one. Yah think she'll 'ring some good gold pieces?" "Aye, Farooq, She'll bring in loads. Do yeh know who this 'oung lass be? Look at 'er tail and the little mark atop 'er breast. 'he's the blood of the second warrior. The lass is worth a 'ortune.." She heard the other man mumble and then heard nothing else but her fathers harsh words and then a sword unsheathe and a body fall to the ground.
She was chilly. She could feel a cool rag on her forehead and hear movement in what sounded like a room. She fell like she was asleep but awake.. Her eyes fluttered open but her vision was blurred. She blinked twice and then everything came clear. She yelled out her fathers name and lurched forward only to fall back to the soft mattress she laid upon. She was restrained to the bed by shackles and cuffs. Something was around her neck and a woman quickly turned about. She turned her head to the woman and heard soft jingling from the thing around her neck the woman smiled softly and kindly at her and returned the cloth to her forehead.
"Aye love, Your finally awake. You've been asleep for about two weeks. Got a nasty bump on yer head. Tis all healed up and just a nasty bruise now no need ter worry. Well have you shipped off to the market as soon as the brigade comes to fetch yeh."
"Brigade? Fetch me? Where in the hell am I woman? I demand an answer now! Where am I!!!" She growled through clenched teeth both furious and scared. " Relax 'arlin. Yer in the Infirmary. You'll be shipped to the OB Soon." Almost as soon as the woman finished her words she was gathered up by two men and then into a quite uncomfortable van. She didn't fight until she saw the slavery shop ahead. Then she went up in an uproar.
Cursing, twisting and seizing to a stop when her head began to throb uncontrollably.
She was then unloaded to to the shop and brought in through a door that marked 'Shipments and Receiving' in the back of the building and was brought to a woman with quite a unique hair-do. The men called her Mariko and handed her over to her as well with official looking papers and a few other things as well. She stood there before the woman glaring at her menacingly awaiting for her first words to her.
