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Tristan ran forward and caught her arms. He pulled back as hard as he could, but whatever had a hold on her would not give up. "I've got you, miss, I've got you," he said softly, holding on to her.
Mary Lou's eyes were full of fear. She gripped onto his hands. She tried kicking her feet but it still wouldn't let go. She squealed. As it gripped her leg tighter.
"Hold into my right arm and don't let go," he said calmly, looking into her eyes. With his other hand, he slipped his ring off his finger. When he caught it, it was no longer a ring, but a dagger.
Mary Lou grabbed his right hand as another thing came up behind him. "Tristan behind you!"
He turned just as a something shot forward to grab him. He thrust his knife forward and impaled the monster.((What kind if monster should it be?))
((Hmmmm..... I don't know. A monster with tentikols .hehe))
Mary Lou was beginning to lose her grip on Tristan's arm as the thing pulled harder.
Mary Lou was beginning to lose her grip on Tristan's arm as the thing pulled harder.
Tristan turned back to her. She was starting to slip, so he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back.
((Okay)
Mary Lou grabbed him. She looked back whatever it was it was black. That's when she saw teeth. She yelped and moved her foot. But the thing bit down on her ankle. She screamed.
Mary Lou grabbed him. She looked back whatever it was it was black. That's when she saw teeth. She yelped and moved her foot. But the thing bit down on her ankle. She screamed.
Tristan heard her cry. He quickly pulled her away from the black monster. "Tell me," he said quickly, "can you put weight on your foot? Can you still walk?" He looked forward as he spoke, with his dagger ready.
Mary Lou winced. "I.... Can try" she stepped on her leg and yelped. She bit her lip. "I'll be fine" she told him.
"Not if you continue to use your leg," he said. He scooped her up in his arms, and started carrying her away. He also kept a lookout for the monster
Mary Lou sighed. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "You didn't have to do that". She looked down at her leg which was swollen like no other.
"Yes I did," Tristan said matter-of-factly. "You are in no state for walking and I could hardly let that creature harm you further. And where is the beast anyway?" He looked around the field, searching for any sign of black.
Mary Lou looked behind Tristan. Her face went white. "Tristan I think you should put me down. You could run faster." The creature had 8 big white eyes and a huge black body with 10 legs and arms.
Tristan looked behind himself and swore. The creature had appeared in an instant. "I will not leave you to die, miss," he said softly. As gently as he could, he slung her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry and began to run towards the center of camp. "Tell me if the beast gets closer."
Mary Lou sighed and shook her head as he ran. She watched the monster. One of its arms reached out. "Oh gods. Tristan. They have long arms. Really long arms. Oh gods." She told him clenching his shirt in her hands.
"I swear on my life, miss, I will not let that beast get you," he said, putting on an extra break of speed.
"Don't swear your life Tristan." She whispered to him. She reached her arm back grabbing her bow. She took a deep breath and shot an arrow. It soared and shot it in the eye. "Score!" But it only made it mad. "Oh crap!"
Tristan continued running as fast as he could. He took his dagger and handed it to Mary Lou by the hilt. "Take this. If the creature gets too close, you'll have to use it."
Mary Lou grabbed the knife. "I like your ring" she joked. She faced the monster and glared. One of the arms came out. She swung the dagger cutting it off as another one came spikes out and scrapped her cheek. She yelped and stabbed it.
Tristan heard her struggle and fought the urge to turn around. He kept his eyes forward and ran.
Mary Lou winced. She brought back her bow and aimed it at the things heart. She weakly pulled it back and shot it. The arrow soared through the air and landed in the monster. The monster collapsed to the ground.
Tristan heard the creature drop but kept running. He needed to get Mary Lou to the Infirmary, as fast as he could. By now they had made into the center of camp. ((Infirmary?))
Jordyn walked through the fields unable to see anything in front of her. She sighed.
Dakota saw a girl walking rather unhappily through the field. How was that even possible? Dakota pranced over to her.
Jordyn looked down at her feet. She sighed once again before hearing a sound. She put her hand on her dagger. "Who's there?" She called out. Her bright red hair blew in the wind.
"Boo!" Dakota said with a laugh. He was just so mature for his age.
Jordyn spun around her dagger pointed at his neck. She raised an eyebrow. "Who are you?"
Dakota had a wild grin on his face, "Well hello sunshine!" he said rather cheerfully for a guy with a knife pressed against his throat.
She raised an eyebrow. "Sunshine? Really? Hmm...." Her eyes glowed a bright red and examined him. She slowly pulled away.
"Thank you, Sunny." Dakota said nonchalantly, "It was rather unnerving to have a knife against my neck. Is that your standard greeting?"
"No.. But usually little boys like yourself don't jump up behind red heads like me! You scared me.. I protected myself" she shrugged. "Do you usually greet people saying BOO"
Dakota couldn't help himself, he burst out in uncontrollable laughter. "I protected myself!" Dakota imitated in her voice, making himself laugh harder. "Well, hon, it's not often you'll hear someone say that about a child of Bacchus!" he wiped away a tear and finally stopped laughing. "How old are you anyways?"
She glared at the boy. "17. How old are you?" She asked. She took deep breaths. "And don't call me Hon either" she added. She placed the dagger back in her boot. She looked up at him again
"You'd be surprised at how many people have asked me not to call them that!" Dakota exclaimed, "I guess people here just prefer sugar!" he rationed, "So Sugar, if you are 17, then I suppose that means you must be a really little girl because I'm 18." he said proudly.
She bit her lip. She step back then ran at him pushing him to the ground. She pinned him down. "Well, Sugar... I rather not be called a little girl either. Which by the way is not true" she looked down at him.
Dakota smiled back up at her, but the situation was amusing. He was much taller than her, and he flipped her over easily. "Why would you say that? Oh, and Sugar, you should know I love my Kool-Aid with triple the dose of sugar. You really should think of a better comeback."
"I don't need to think of a better comeback" she struggled under her grasp. Her eyes met his and she smiled. "But you obviously must have a sweetheart" she laughed at her stupid joke. She smiled. "Kool-Aid huh?" She asked.
Dakota couldn't help the smile that grew on his face. "Nope, I don't have a sweetheart, but yes I do have the Kool-Aid." he said and pinned her wrist.
"Do you have Kool-Aid with 3 cups of sugar?" She asked as she brought her leg up to his stomach. She moved it a bit and spun and now was on top of him again smiling.
"Shhh, honey, you're giving away all my secrets now." he said and pushed against her elbow making her collapse on top of him. He swung around to be on top again, and he grew a vine around her wrist. "I love how handy that trick is." he said gleefully.
Jordyn wiggled her wrists. She looked up at Him. "Oh I have tricks of my own you know!" She smiled. "But I don't want to scare you away" she chuckled. She looked up at him. "So you do use 3? My mom always used 3"
"Lovely, you can't scare me away. The Romans take that as a challenge." Dakota said and wished he could take it back. Things were shaky between the Greeks and Romans. "To answer your question, yes, yes I do." he winked.
"I'm going to assume your Roman" she smiled. She shook her head. "I bet I could get these vines off though. If only your willing to watch" she smirked.
Mary Lou's eyes widened. "Did you here that Tristan?" She asked. Then something wrapped around her foot. She screamed as it pulled and she was pulled back. "TRISTAN!" She yelled.