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The rain pounded furiously against the cobblestone streets and old brick buildings in the town. The rain hid the tears that Dalliegh couldnt manage to blink back any longer. He lay there head pressed into the wet road by an assailants' knee on the back of it. He couldnt move. Too many men were atop him, holding him down at sword and dagger point. The only thing he could do is stare apologetically forward at the terrible scene before him. He hadn't realized until this moment that he in fact cared for Ava. He struggled still under the men atop him. Feeling the pointed dagger in his ribs jutting in hard as he is stabbed. Another in the side. He winced and screamed hard into the gag now in his mouth. Ava remained silent, her body going limp under her own group of assailants. Giving up as the men hungrily clawed at her clothing. This would be the second time she was taken like this in her life, and this would be the second time Dalliegh would have to watch something like this. The two of them looked into each other's eyes, silently knowing the other's pain. Dalliegh could feel his breaths comming shorter as his lung punctured. He weezed into the gag and struggled harder as the men pulled his arms behind him and fought with wrapping his wrists up in rope. Dalliegh's left hand slipped out of one man's grip, he wrenched the dagger from his own side, lashing out wildly with it. Ava blinked through tears as her torso became exposed, the cold rain pounding down on her skin, she remained still, at least until she caught sight of Dalliegh's last ditch effort at freedom. She saw a man standing near Dalliegh fall as the dagger bit into his achilles tendon, rendering the man's leg lame, he fell hard onto the cold wet road. The other men, struggling to regain control over Dalliegh's now lethal arm, had fingers and hands sliced and even cut off as daliegh fought. Several other men began to stab Dalliegh wildly, his leg, his lower back, catching one in the throat even. Despite the deadly onslaught of steel he fought, pushing up with his other arm as yet another man reeled in pain from the dagger being burried into his kneecap. Dalliegh lurched into a kneeling position, coughing up blood and standing before Ava's group of attackers, his own assailants laying upon the cobblestone wailing in agony, each of them bleeding out from a vital injury somewhere. Ava kicked hard, hitting the man formerly on top of her in the groin, as he dove at Dalliegh falling short and landing with a thud. The others left her laying there as they too rose and appraoched the critically injured man limping toward them. Dalligh lithely slid behind one man, depspite the blinding pain in his entire body with every move, he began to gurgle loudly as volumes of blood ran from his lips as he shook with laughter. The man before him screamed as the dagger dipped into his flesh from behind, puncturing his heart deftly between the ribs, then twisting, he coughed up a mouthful of crimson effluence and fell lifeless to the street. Before he even hit the ground dalliegh pivoted and turned to the other three men, gagging a bit and falling to a knee. One man went to kick him in the face only to be stopped by Ava's hand. She was kneeling beside Dalliegh now holding the larger man's leg in her hand, she twisted his ankle hard until a satisfying crack came from within as bone separated amd he fell to the ground. The other two men advanced and she lept upon one of them, she bit hard on his cheek and pummeled his stomach with repeated fists. Her fists felt like iron cudgels the man though as his breath was struck from his lungs. He fell gasping onto his back as she turned just in time to catch ther other man's wooden club to the face. She reeled in pain as she could tell her right eye was already swelling. Rolling to her feet, she stood and stepped back just in time to miss being hit again. The man kicked her in the stomach as a followup attack and she doubled over and saw Dalliegh fall flat on his face out of the corner of her eye. With a roar-like shout, she traversed the gap between the club welding foe and tackled him, straddling his chest as he lay there on his back arms pinned to his sides by her legs, she began to bludgeon his face with her fists. Hitting him again and again, another, watching his left eye socket cave in, another, his nose flattening and gushing blood, another, his teeth busting through his tattered lip, another, those same teeth being knocked loose and falling out, another, his blood flowing freely down her arms as he quit struggling yet she continued to bash at him. Seeing one of the men who had survived Dalliegh's final assault start to limp away, draggin his leg with the severed tendon, she grabbed the now dead man beneath her's club and ran at the man, sliding and hitting his already injured leg right on the knife wound. He fell down once more and looked up in horror as the wooden club decended on his face. Ava got up and went around the next few minutes killing every one of the men that showed any signs of life. The only thing that stopped her from continuing to beat the last one any further after he slipped into the afterlife was a slight moan from Dalliegh. She ran to him, rolling him onto his back carefully and looked into his glassy eyes. "Dalliegh, I'm sorry..." He smiled and her, gazing almost happily up into her eys now rimmed with tears again. He reached up akwardly and stroked the side of her cheek gently. She felt a pain in her chest like no other before, even with her lack of medical knowledge she could tell he was dying. The street remained deserted despite the noise of their skirmish. the lifeless bodies of the dozen men who had attacked them littering the street. Dalliegh clasped his hand over his throat wound and whispered jeggedly, "You.. did well..." Ava was at a loss for words and only sobbed in reply. He took his bloody fingertip and softly traced a little heart on her forehead with it. Knowing what he had written encouraged a small smile from her as she leaned down and kissed his blood soaked lips for the first time ever. It is a tragedy that she couldnt have known sooner she thought as she finally felt her love for him being requited. With a slow sigh Dalliegh closed his eyes and stopped breathing...
Just then two dark figures dashed toward her and Dalliegh through the rain. It was Darryl and Mackenzie. The two companions gazed down somberly at seeing Dalliegh's condition. "We have to get him out of here", Mackenzie said softly, "Theres a temple down the road". With that Ava stood up slowly and held her female friend tightly and began to cry on her shoulder. "I know hon, i know...", Mackenzie tried to console her friend while holding back her own emotion at seeing her former mentor in this condition. Darryl scooped up Dalliegh's batter body and began to walk down the street as it only seemed to rain harder and harder on the group. They trudged on for what seemed like forever until they reached the temple and walked in...

doot...

******** ******** ******** ******** from me posting stuff i wrote here and noone commenting on them, im not going to be around the guild much, with summer hitting noone is around but 404 nazi-ing her threads so meh Im just going to stay away and visit occasionally hoping to catch up with friends here.



BTW im just playing error ^___^ just had too much free time today...

I got a job yesterday, so I won't be here much either gonk even though I still read everything everyone posts, and check back more than once a day xp

Ditto.

It's ok, loneliness hits at times. Glad to hear your heart is feeling a bit better. And thanks ^.^

tell me about it.. I'm here training with 178 people ( 8 including myself are female) and you'd think we'd try to band together and get along, we can't even do that, arggg, females can be annoying sometimes.....
but on other note they must be baffeling to males.... sweatdrop