The hunter glared at her, but stayed silent as they waited for his superiors. The three adult wolves around her watched her just as nervously as they did the hunters.
Marco finally arrived at the shop he wanted, the owner was a friend to street rats, often giving them healing herbs in exchange for errands, shopwork, and the like. Taking a deep breath he stepped inside. "Jaro?"
"Back here" came the gruff reply.
She was an annoying person to kidnap because she would annoy the heck out of them.
(She is definitely an idiot, )
The hunter kept glaring at her, watching her every move.
Marco slipped into the back of the shop, spotting the tall, slim, middle aged man they all called Jora.
"What do you want street rat." asked the man.
"I was hoping you might have a particular herb…. my friend…. he's gonna die if I don't get the antidote…." Marco explained it a simply as possible.
The man studied him, "I remember you, you and that purple haired friend of yours." mused the man, "You two used to come here all the time to help the littles."
(Yep! That's Crystal!)
She kept her innocent smile on, biting back her sarcastic answer to his staring. He wanted to kidnap her? He'd have to deal with the consequences.
(OMG I'm so sorry!!!!)
the hunter glared at her even more.
"Yeah.. yeah I remember…" said Marco, "Spent many a day working off the loans…."
"Yes you did, anyway what did you need kiddo?" asked Jora turning to facehim.
"I need a Tura flower.." said Marco quietly.
"Tura?!" Jora was incredulous, "What do you need Tura for?!"
"Skye… he's part Nebulae and he was poisoned in a hunter attack…" Marco paused, "Aren't you gonna scold me on how rare that is?!"
She glanced around with her innocent smile, like she'd done nothing wrong. "Nice place you got here."
"I told you to stay quiet or the mutt gets it!" yelled the Hunter, "#$%^ I hope the meet up get's here soon…."
"I would… but you and Skye are special, different from the rest…" said Jora, "And I still owe you from many times over when you kept the other street kids in line when I couldn't help…."
"Listen… I'll do anything to get that flower, I'll come in every day for the rest of my life….." Marco sighed, "Just please tell me you have it."
She flashed a bright smile. "You're a testy one, ain't cha?"
The wolf watched her with obvious fear as the Hunter drew his dagger, waggling it she could see it as he pointed at the bundle of gray fur.
Jora pulled out a small jar, "Here, take it, free of charge."
Marco took it hesitantly, staring at Jora.
"Go boy, your friend needs it!"
Marco didn't need to be told twice as he sprinted off.
Her smile never faded. She loved annoying people to the point of wanting to rip their hair out. She found it a sick form of entertainment.
(Shes gonna end that pup's life yet! XD)
The hunter got to his feet, and was about to hurt the wolf pup, when suddenly they were interrupted by a second.
"This the girl?" He asked. This new hunter was different, he rode a black furred wolf, and had flowing robes. The wolf was in better shape than the others, but she seemed very, very, afraid for her rider.
"Yes" he said, relieved he didn't have to sit there and watch her alone anymore.
"You sound relieved. Such a shame, I thought we really bonded." Her smile only brightened.
Marco dashed back into his hideout, it had been just over an hour since he'd started out.
Skye vaguely realized there was niose to his left, "Cry..Crystal?" his voice was barely audible,
"Sorry mate, she ain't back yet…" said Marco using a fire spell to make tea out of the Tora flower petals. Quickly he slathered some of it on Skye's leg, force feeding him the rest of it. Skye was in a daze, unable to think clearly as he finally blacked out.
She went back to humming to herself, knowing she probably seemed insane, which is what she was going for.
Skye blearily came too about 15 heartwracking minutes later. The ain in his leg had numbed, and his head was clearer. "Poison?" he asked.
"Yeah," Marco smiled in relief, "But you're fine now… Jora had us in fond memory.."
"Jora?" Skye wasn't gonna try anything for awhile, "Hey where's Crystal…"
She wondered how long these two would stare at her. "You know, it's considered rude to stare."
"Who said I was staring?" said the second hunter, flicking back his hood, revealing his blindfold. "I'm blind"
"My lord… Do you wish me to silence her?" asked the first hunter,
"No" said the second, "I think it's about time to lure in our prey.
"And who said I was talking to you? Maybe I was talking to your friend here." Okay, shut up. She shut her mouth before she said something she'd really regret.
The first Hunter glared at her but said nothing as the second, a telepath, searched for his quarry.
Skye relaxed as he waited for the the lightheadedness to pass, "Seriously whe-" he was cut of by a painin his head, he tensed curling in on himself
We have the girl said the second hunter,
"Who are you?!" Skye couldn't help saying it aloud as visions flooded his mind, images of the path to where Crystal was, and Crystal.
I am I hunter….
"No!"
She glanced around, still trying to relax. She didn't want them to hurt Skye but she couldn't really do anything.
Marcus quickly erected a shield around them, blocking out the second hunter, but not before his last words.
You have till midnight, and if you know what I am, then you know you're dead. I promise a fair fight. If you surrender the girl goes free, If you fight, win and she goes free with you, lose…. He was cut of by Marco's shield.
"Crystal…. she's in danger…" said Skye, almost choking at how painful the attack was.
"The trap is set." said the second hunter.
(2 shows, a cast party, and 9 hours of sleep later, I live! Unfortunately I also have no voice)
She went back to drumming her fingers on her thighs. She wasn't completely sure what she could do but she knew better than to try anything for right now.
(Cool! Did you have fun??)
The hunters watched her for a long time, waiting til the set time.
Skye was upset, worrying about Crystal, and what would happen in that fight, what would happen if her were forced to use powers he wasn't sure he could control…
(Yeah! But it's a shame that my throat is murdering me.)
She just watched them back with a slight smile. If they wanted to stare at her, she'd stare right back.
(OOF….. well…. at least you didn't wake up a werewolf….)
That night, just before midnight, Skye and Marco headed out after Crystal. They ran silently over rooftops, heading directly for their enemy.
She kept drumming her fingers against her thighs, just waiting for them to show up. She was nervous but knew they'd do fine.
Skye slowed as they left the city, shifting as they ran, slowing enough for Marco to mount. Once Marco was mounted he ran faster, going as fast as he could, ignoring the throbbing in his leg. His paws thudded the ground, and he felt the power of the second hunter as they ran. Throwing his head back he let out a long howl, a warning cry, it held anger, no. Fury.
(I AM SO SORRY!!! This keeps getting lost when I switch devices and I'm so so so sorry….)
(Hey, it's fine! Don't worry!)
Her ears pricked up at the sound and her lips twitched up into a tiny smile. She was glad he was coming but was also worried about his safety if he decided to fight.
Skye burst into the clearing a few moments later, not bothering to shift as Marco dismounted and drew his staff. Looking around he noted to wolfs, and he tensed when he saw the pup. His eyes locked on the Hunter, the one riding the black she-wolf.
The hunter smiled, urging his mount forward. "Such a foolish young whelp," he purred, "Surely you can sense what I am?"
Skye growled, "Yes…." he was tense, and he watched every move the man made.
"Then surely you realize this is a hopeless situation" he said, tauntingly, "Unless of course, you've come to surrender."