Strena Road To Roqaur Part One

 Back To The Bounty 

Hunter's Tavern


Strena walked up to the pile of hay. She looked at it feeling a strange sense of nostalgia. As she looked at it, she remembered all the times that she had travelled in it. Yet she wondered, why was it smaller than she remembered.

"You were smaller when you were in this last."

"Yeah, six."

"Yes."

She felt sorrow build in her eyes as she climbed in. She could feel that she was different back then. She was so innocent and she was still too young for all that she had been through. It was so long ago since she had been that girl. That girl that was clinging onto her innocence, trying not to become what she ended up becoming.

What could I say to that girl? Could I look her in the eye after what I have done?

"Who cares! You did what you could to survive. How can you blame yourself for that?"

But…I killed and tortured. Even worse, I liked it!

"But is that a bad thing?"

Yes! Daddy would have never done anything like that! 

"Maybe…"

She then felt Master Zaryb next to her. Suddenly she remembered how he killed her father and the look in his eyes that had plagued her nightmares. She remembered how he took her at the age of five. She could hardly believe all that he was able to make her do. That was when she remembered that witch and how she was able to break her control. She also remembered the sword that she won because of it. 

Wonder where that sword is right now? Who has it?

"What blade is that?"

Orion.

"Hold on, was the hilt made of two dragons? With their tails intertwining with their tails forming the weight?"

Yes, why?

"That is my older brother, my father, as you would call him, forged him when he slipped back in time during the time before The Black. There he fought against the monster of the time before The Black."

How did he slip back in time?

"I don't know but he told me that it was not a good thing to do."

But if I could then I will be able to undo all of this! I can stop Master Zaryb killing mummy and daddy! I could!

"No, you could not. It requires a weak point of time, as he would say it, and they are nowhere near as accurate to get you to where you need to go. In fact most weak points of time go back in the time before The Black or where they are connected to. They are never where you want to go. In fact, there was one woman that did have the ability to travel through time and space but even she could not control it."

And who did?

"Fait"

She nodded as they journeyed on in the straw.

"Strena."

"Yes Master Zaryb?"

"I'm sorry. I am so sorry for what happened."

She nodded.

"Thank you."

She could feel that his apology was genuine and he meant every word.

"I'm sorry too."

That was when the carriage stopped. This was soon followed by a scream. Allarm shot throughout the two as they were pulled out of the carriage by a group that had the same F shaped scar on their faces. One smiled.

"There you are! Now, Zaryb, I would like for you to come with us. However, you don't have to worry about the girl. She can stay."

"Oh? And what is the meaning of this?"

"Glad you asked. You see there's a little friend of yours that a certain rising Dark Master Lord wants dead. Both him and his little niece."

His eyes widened.

"Who?"

The guy laughed.

"Wouldn't you like to know!"

"Yes. I would! Why would a Dark Master Lord like him be interested in him?"

One shrugged.

"Who knows? But he's paying good money to have him killed and as you are his friend, logic dictates as long as we have you, we should be able to take him out."

"Yes well, I do have a problem with that. See none of us here are the least bit interested in being used as bait."

The assassin raised his sword to them 

"'Fraid you don't have a choice in that matter."

That was when Zaryb's cruel face returned.

"Oh? Well I'm that case let me warn you, you are all dead."

His eyes dropped to Strena and suddenly she felt like a kitten in front of a very hungry lion. He smiled mockingly at her as she felt her heartbeat increase and her fear of him returned.

"Don't worry. I'll be quick!"

In that moment one of the assassins pounced upon Strena and quickly wrapped an arm around her. He then raised a knife to her throat. Zaryb looked at him as if he was completely bored. Then with a flash of his hand the tiny blade stuck his forehead before he even had time to speak.

Strena dropped as he turned to the other two. He ran at them before any had the chance to respond. Then he swiftly sliced their throats. He moved at such an inhuman speed that she could hardly believe or follow it. Yet he looked at the last as he ran to him. The assassin went to strike him but Zaryb moved out of the way with the speed of a whip. He then slashed from left to right again and again. Not once did the man get close to hitting him. He went to throw a kick to his stomach but as Zaryb jumped he sliced his gut. Then kicked his wrist away. 

He then landed and rove his hand into his stomach causing the man to fly. Yet as he did the other ran to him and hit him in the gut again and again then he hit the ground with a hard snap. Zaryb looked down at the man. His nightmarish beam spread tightly across his face.

"What's wrong? Is that all?"

The man just lay there twitching.

Zaryb let out a laugh. That caused Darkector to glow.

What is it?

"That laugh… It is the laugh of Wolfox! How- why does he have the laugh of Wolfox?"

She looked down alarmed as she remembered all her dreams. She felt cold as it suddenly dawned upon her that they may be more than just dreams.

No! Daddy was never like that! Daddy was never like that!

Then she remembered all those stories that she heard of her father. How they always described him as a tyrannical monster.

They were lying. They were lying!

She shook her head as Zaryb punched the assassin again and again and again. She ran up to him and grabbed his wrist.

"Master Zaryb!" She shouted.

He looked at her with a wild and frightfully demonic look in his eyes.

"He's- they're dead."

"So?"

"Don't we need to take their heads to the nearest assassin's hut?"

He looked down and nodded. Suddenly the kinder looking Zaryb returned and he nodded again. They soon took the heads off and then rode the carriage to red hit with black thatching. They collected their money and by the evening they arrived at The Blood Pudding.


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