Post by Mordred on May 21, 2013 10:32:14 GMT -5
The girl laughed as she ran after Mordred. Amazons became increasingly fond of their brave blue eyed warrior. The first one in a while that they seemed to trust. The other day he even brought them the head of a pirate and they had a big celebration offering Mordred a chance to sit beside the queen. She'd invited him to her bed chambers afterward. Mordred denied her of course, having only eyes for Nerine at that point. That night he'd gone to bed in his cell and was dragged from it to the queen's chambers.
He'd been tied down, laid out like meat for the evil black window that came to take him. Apparently he had strong seed. They shouldn't have done that. They shouldn't have forced the Druid... Now it was all about revenge. He had blood lust to kill them, picking each one off bit by bit. He had picked out one of their strongest and had slowly weaved his influence and seduction around her. Flowers, dinner, even a walk under the stars and she was eager to run after him chasing him further and further away from the camp and her safety.
Out here in the jungle, they wouldn't hear her scream. During his work he'd had to avoid Nerine. She didn't deserve to be hurt by his hand. She was a traveler like him, trapped on this damned island. He darted around the side of a tree and hid from the girl. The moment she peeked around it he pinned her against the tree. She let out a soft laugh and then they kissed. Suddenly...her eyes widened when his hand tightened around her throat and she fought against him. He whispered against her lips and the girl fell like a sack of potatoes at his feet.
He'd crushed her heart... Mordred stepped back and looked over her with a satisfied smirk before darting back he way they had come.
"Help! Help! Someone help me!"
He called as he dashed back toward the camp.
He'd been tied down, laid out like meat for the evil black window that came to take him. Apparently he had strong seed. They shouldn't have done that. They shouldn't have forced the Druid... Now it was all about revenge. He had blood lust to kill them, picking each one off bit by bit. He had picked out one of their strongest and had slowly weaved his influence and seduction around her. Flowers, dinner, even a walk under the stars and she was eager to run after him chasing him further and further away from the camp and her safety.
Out here in the jungle, they wouldn't hear her scream. During his work he'd had to avoid Nerine. She didn't deserve to be hurt by his hand. She was a traveler like him, trapped on this damned island. He darted around the side of a tree and hid from the girl. The moment she peeked around it he pinned her against the tree. She let out a soft laugh and then they kissed. Suddenly...her eyes widened when his hand tightened around her throat and she fought against him. He whispered against her lips and the girl fell like a sack of potatoes at his feet.
He'd crushed her heart... Mordred stepped back and looked over her with a satisfied smirk before darting back he way they had come.
"Help! Help! Someone help me!"
He called as he dashed back toward the camp.
