03-03-2002, 09:19 PM
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Join Date: March 1, 2001
Location: Midlands, South Carolina
Age: 49
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Raymond and Isaura
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Seeing Isaura laugh at this seemingly joke of a dream made Raymond feel better about it all. He began to chuckle as well, and said,
"Yeah! It was kinda crazy wasn't it? I was beginning to get scared that it was some sort of token that I have become a monster and that I desire to kill people and stuff! Now, I am not so sure anymore. I don't even think I was ever infected by that panther-thing. He must have been sterile or something..."
The two travellers were near the city, as they could see it in the distance with it's lights of fire from the street lamps, yet they were still far away. Also, newcomers walking in at night did not fare well with guards, so they decided to sleep once more under the stars.
Raymond took first watch. Isaura was in no mood to argue and she quickly scurried to the tent. Outside, Raymond began to think of that dream. Isaura had laughed when he told her about it, for it was a silly dream of him as a small animal becoming dangerous, and revenging the wrongs done until him by others. He was in such a stated of concentration of his dream that he did not hear the footsteps behind him. A rock connected with his head, and he fell over silently, still awake, but immobile. He could not scream out, either. He heard the hushed voices of several men. He tried to open his eyes, but saw only blurry shapes and shadows. He tried to move but found that his hands and feet had already been secured with cords. With nothing else to do, Raymond calmed down and listnend to the voices.
They spoke of very evil intentions. They had spied Isaura and he by the water a while back and had silently followed. Their intentions were voiced as theft, murder and at least four of them were going to have their way with Isaura. Already, they were creeping up to the tent.
Then, a burning pain found Raymond's stomach. He grimaced in agony as though his life was being stolen from him unnaturally. The blurry world went red and a hum was singing in his ears. His mouth hurt and his gums were bleeding. The cords broke under the stress that his muscles were putting on them, and he stood up. The men all took notice of this and turned to him, weapons drawn. Two of the men had arrows that found their way to Raymond's body. He screamed in pain and hatred, yet no voice was heard. Instead, a terrible growl came forth. The men startled, and the bowman were already setting other arrows. The men with swords were waiting for them to fire agian, and dared not move themselves.
That is when Raymond remembered no more. Just before dawn, he awoke, bleeding but alive. He was naked, and Isaura stood above him, tears streaking her face as she ran her fingers through his hair. He smelled something odd. He raised up painfully to look and all around were scattered the remains of a dozen or so bandits. They were all severely thrashed and maimed beyong recognition. Raymond sank back down to let Isaura soothe him, trying to understand just what had happened.
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