Alex thought about it for a moment, “James , you are a wise man and I’m glad to call you friend,” he put out his hand. James clasped it with his own, “Now let’s go do as the Lord will.”
The four of them went to the stables and hooked two horses to a large wagon. They took it to the storages and took a bag from each one while Michael spoke to the guards. Once they were all loaded up they took the wagon out into the night and towards the village. “Haha!” laughed Michael as his body swelled with excitement, “I’ve never done anything like this!”When they arrived at the first farm they each took a bag and placed it in the farmer’s storehouse hanging them from the ceiling to avoid mice getting to them. They quietly went back to the wagon and then went to the second farm, then the third and so on until the wagon was empty and each farm had a sufficient supply of seed.They then took the wagon back to Doranth while the sun began to rise. Michael entered his quarters and returned with three bags of food. “These are a few provisions set apart for us the priests, but there is far too much food for us all, I donate it to you for your journey and bless you for your service, truly you are a righteous band.”“What will you do now?” Scarlett asked,“I shall simply do my best to interpret the will of the Almighty God and act upon that will,”“Why not come with us?” James asked, “You’re not detestable as a pious man,”“I must deny as I plan to help remove the evils that seem to have infiltrated these walls, I wish you well.”“And you Michael,” Alex held out his arm, the two shook and left.The troupe only made it a short way out of the city walls before stopping near a tree along the road. They didn’t even try to spread their blankets after tossing their gear and slept from their extreme fatigue. Each dreaming wonderful visions as their bodies rested.Scarlett stood near the top of the tree looking ahead. When she returned to the ground Alex and James were waiting for her. “I see a large farm a few leagues out, perhaps they’ll have some work for us,”“Perhaps,” Alex said while lying in the grass with his eyes closed. He then sat up. “We won’t find out until we check.”They picked up their things and made their way forward. When they were on the outskirts of the plantation James started noticing an oddity. “These workers seem... neglected,” he pointed out,“What do you mean?”“I mean look at their physique, they seem under-fed and poor,”“They’re slaves,” Alex said factually,“This is wrong,” said Scarlett,“I agree,” said James .Alex stayed silent on the matter knowing that so long as the laws permitted, it didn’t matter. They approached the front door of the main house and knocked. A young girl answered. “Yes?”“May we speak to the master of the farm?” Alex asked,“Daddy’s in the barn.” The girl then shut the door without another word.“Hm, seems someone forgot their manners,” James scoffed. They went to the barn where the master of the farm was watching his workers fix a set of harvesting tools. “How can I help you?” he asked,“We are wondering if you might have work for us in exchange for food and possibly a bed for the night.”“I’m sure I could find something these wretches are failing at, they always do,”Scarlett muttered something under her breath.“Well if the woman wants to do some house work she can ask my wife for instructions; and you two,” he looked at Alex and James , “Are you any good at roof repair?”They looked at each other and smiled, “Indeed we are,” James said. The master led them to his barn where the roof was in terrible disrepair, the wood was rotten and barely holding together. “No matter how many of those worms I send up there they never seem to be able to get the job done.”James took a step forward, but Alex held him there. “Don’t worry sir, we’ll get it done.”He and James then rigged up a pulley system for the new lumber and climbed to the top. They started their work placing and fastening the new boards in tightly like they had many times before.“Why did you hold me back,” James asked as they sat on the barn roof for a break,“That man although loathsome is within his own rights,”“But he’s a slaver and no man should own another,”“And I agree, but the law says--”“Forget the law, what about your self-conscience? What about what is right?”“Do you think I have no care?”“Sometimes it’s hard to read from you,”“Of course I care, do I wish I could free these men of their fates? Yes, but it is not my place and I would be deemed a criminal,”“And you fear being a criminal over their freedom?”“No, I fear being a hypocrite. I was a knight, a man of honor and I upheld every law, no matter what it was.”“Is that why you exiled? You were forced to do something against the code,”“No, but how can I, a man who is bound to uphold the law, break it?”“Because it’s the right thing to do--”James was cut short by Scarlett who was running towards them. “Alex quick!” she yelled. Alex and James clambered down the side of the barn. Scarlett led them in a sprint towards the back of the house. The master had one of the housemaids bound to a beam and was brandishing a whip. The maid already had lashes across her back and was trying to scream through her gag.When the master lifted the whip again Alex grabbed him by the wrist and twisted the device out of his grasp. “What is the meaning of this!?” he demanded,“I can overlook slave ownership, but I will not stand by as a woman is savagely tortured,”“She is my property! I will treat her as I please!”“She is a human being and will be treated as such!” Alex yelled at the man, “I am tired of this world beating upon the weary!” Alex ’s grip tightened, “I am tired of the monsters that haunt the night!” The man cried in pain clawing at the clasped hand, “And I am tired of men who take advantage with no regard for human life!” The man’s wrist snapped under Alex ’s crushing grasp. He let go and the man fell to his knees holding his mangled arm.Alex went over and untied the woman. He carried her to a nearby horse and placed her upon it. “You dare steal my property!? And my horse!? You fool, I am friends with the king, I will have your head--”Scarlett drew her lance and placed the tip at the man’s neck instantly silencing him. “You’re lucky he only broke your wrist, if we come back here again it’ll be your head that will be had.”They all walked out and no one spoke until they were a fair distance from the farm. “See? Didn’t that feel good?” James asked,“No, I snapped in anger,”“But you helped this poor young lady,”“And now I’ve put her and us at risk, what if he makes true to his threat?”“Then we go to jail for theft, who cares?” James said, “I think we did the right thing,”“As do I,” Scarlett agreed,“Either way we need to find a place for her,” Alex brought the present moment back to view,“Perhaps we take her to Doranth?” Scarlett suggested,“No, they would dismiss her,” James argued,“I know of a place,” Alex said, but then hesitated, “But it is far from here,”“Distance is no object to us,”“Yes… but…”“What is wrong Alex ?” Scarlett asked,“The place I speak of… it is in Korryn,”“Aye,” James understood, “And you wish not to return,”Alex nodded,“Then we shall go to the border,” Scarlett said, “James and I may take her the rest of the way while you wait for us.”Alex nodded again. He grabbed his map and checked where they were going. They turned and began to walk west. They walked until the moon was high before making camp. Scarlett lowered the slave-girl to the ground and placed her on a quilt. Alex fastened the horse to a nearby tree and started a fire. Scarlett left the camp and shortly returned with some small game for their meal.James handed one of the small cooked animals to the girl, but she only took one small bite and tried to hand it back. “No, you may have the entirety of it,” he said.She looked at the meat and began to eat it with vigor almost choking when she swallowed too big of a piece. “What is your name miss?” James asked,“I don’t have name,” she whispered,“But you must, what did that fiend call you?”“You, he called me ‘you’ and ‘you there’,”“So he didn’t even name you?” Scarlett’s anger washed over her face, “He was a true villian,”“I’m just glad he’s behind us,” said James , “But you’ll need a name, how about... Lisa,”She shook her head,“Catherine?” asked Scarlett,She shook her head again,“Keep it simple,” Alex said, “Red,”James and Scarlett gave him a confused look. But the woman nodded. She removed her servant hat revealing a head full of curly red hair. “How did you--” James began to ask,“Her freckles gave it away,” Alex said, “I’ve seen many women with her complexion,”“Ruby-Hair,” she said pointing to her head,“Ruby,” said James , “How about we call you Ruby?”She again nodded then took the hat and tossed it into the fire before laying on the ground ready for sleep. The others followed. Alex laid on his back and listened for hoofbeats knowing that Ruby’s old master might send a mob after them. The longer the night drew on the more relaxed he became until he finally closed his eyes and dreamed.The next morning, they quickly gathered their things and Alex helped Ruby upon the horse. They began again on their journey keeping the sun to their backs. Now with the horse James and Scarlett had a few of their things tied to the saddle while Alex carried his usual load.As the afternoon approached they came to a small village and Alex checked their supplies. “We’ll need food if we’re to continue,” he said. James and Scarlett nodded and headed off to look for work. Ruby followed Alex to an old house made of rotting wood. He knocked on the door and waited. An elderly man answered.“I told you Alacots that--” the man started, but stopped when he noticed Alex , “What now? Did they send you to harass me as well?”“No sir, I have no relations with any Alacots, my companions and I are simply looking for work,”“Well if you want work, go tell that Alacot boy to stay away from my grandaughter!”“I’ll have to decline that offer, I was wondering--”“Go away!” the man yelled and slammed his door shut. Alex turned to leave, but Ruby tugged on his sleeve. “Us go see Alacot,”“And why would we do that?”“This man disturbed, maybe help?”“It is not our place to meddle in the affairs of others,”The door then opened behind them and this time a blonde young woman stood in the framework. She was incredibly beautiful and Alex was almost caught staring. She noticed his shield and bowed. “I apologize sir knight, my grandfather is a grumpy old man,”“That is alright miss, but would you know where we might find some work?”“Work? But you’re a knight, we should be serving you,”“I have no need of servants,”“What about her? She wears the clothes of a handmaid,”“No, she is only a passenger with my band,”“Well sir knight, I see no need of your work here, but perhaps you’ll find fortune in town--” the woman stopped as a young man approached the house.“What are you doing here!?” she whispered as she shut the door behind her,“I had to see you,”“But my grandfather--”“I’m not afraid of some old man,”“Well you should be,”“What’s going on Amber!” yelled the old man from inside the house,“Nothing!” she shouted back, “Just helping this knight,” she looked at Alex pleading silently for his help,“Let us walk, perhaps you may indeed help me further,” Alex said loud enough for the grandfather to hear. Amber grabbed the young man and followed Alex through the village. “Thank you she said when they were out of veiw of the house.“It was no trouble miss,”“Oh, but how rude am I? This is Coltyn, Coltyn Alacot, and I am Amber of the house Durnap”“Pleased to meet you,” Coltyn said,“And you,” Alex nodded, “I am Alex of the Tolbert clan and this is Ruby who is a temporary companion of mine,”“I’ve heard the life of knighthood is... lavish, but a personal slave-girl? You must really--”“Hush, she is not his slave,” Amber silenced him,“My friends and I are simply escorting her to safety,” Alex corrected“Oh, my apologies, I spoke without thinking,”“He does that,” Amber hugged his arm, “But I love him anyway,”“A love that your grandfather does not approve of it would seem,”“No, he sees the Alacots as ne’er-do-wells with too much money,”“Yet I see no luxuries on your beau,”“I simply have no interest in such things, a woman’s touch is warmer than any coin, and a wool blanket is warmer than silk,”Ruby blushed from Coltyn’s poetic saying and Alex smiled. “You should speak to her grandfather, show him you’re
Alex appeared and grabbed the guard’s hand. “There is no crime here,” he said, “This is a family matter,”“But the missus here has expressed--”“I know what she said, but nothing has been stolen save this young man’s affection, leave it alone,”“What say you sir?” asked the guard to Coltyn,“She has committed no crime,”The guard looked around and seeing he was not needed returned to his post.“How dare you intervene!” shouted the mother at Alex ,“I must as a knight stand for justice and truth,”“A knight? Where is your garb if you hold such an honor?”“This is my badge,” he held up his shield, “And this is my king’s favor,” he held up the emblem,“I apologize sir knight,” the woman bowed,“All is well ma’am, but you cannot stop these two from leaving, they must live as they see fit,”“But his life is meant for so much more,”“What more is there than love?” Coltyn asked as he took Amber’s hand,“A life of wealth and honor, you’ll squander your fortune and family name for poverty and
Scarlett went from villager to villager inquiring about the men who attacked. The most common answers were that they had ridden west. Scarlett looked up at the sunset and began to run across the plains. She soon found wagon tracks leading her and after the sun had set the trail continued into a nearby grove of trees.There was light coming from a small clearing and Scarlett happened upon them. A band of twenty men all wearing pirate garb. It was too many for her to handle and so she waited. Soon one of the men left the others to relieve himself against a tree. Scarlett snuck up behind him and pointed her lance against the back of his neck. He froze in fear. “You will answer my questions or I will pierce you to this tree,”“Y-y-yes,” he stammered,“I’m looking for a Red Sword, burly, white beard, scar across one eye,”“You speak of Garnell?”“And where is Garnell?”“Dead, no one knows how, they found him dead at an inn, stabbed as it were,”“There was a girl with him, small thing no ol
James ’s eyes suddenly opened as he heard a wolf howl. Scarlett felt him shudder and she too was now awake. The two sat up and James thought he saw a shadow move.“What?”“Something’s out there,” he whispered,Through the darkness of the forest Scarlett could see slight movement in her peripheral. She signaled for James to follow her lead. She slowly reached for her bow and an arrow. Another twig snapped and Scarlett shot her arrow into the shadows. A deep howl came from the beast as it turned and ran.James tried to chase it, but it was large and faster than he was. Eventually the pounding footsteps faded and James stopped his chase. He returned to the campsite where Scarlett was explaining to Alex and Ruby.“It seemed like some sort of beast, without any light I couldn’t get a good look,”“What about you James ?” Alex asked, “Did you see it?”“No, but it’s steps were loud and heavy, it must be gargantuan,”“Well there’s no need to worry, it’s wounded and shouldn’t return tonig
“No, as Alex insists we must carry our own weight, but since you need to repay me somehow this will suffice,”“You would trust me with money?”“I would, unless I have a reason not to?”“No, I shall guard it with my life!”“Well should it come to that you can drop it, gold has no worth next to the value of a human soul,”Franklyn was about to cry again, but wiped his eyes and felt a burning sensation in his heart. “So do you have any friends?” Ruby asked,“No, I’ve never had a friend, only mother who... died,” Franklyn said the word and noticed he didn’t feel the need to weep at the mentioning of her. “How come I don’t cry?” he asked,“I would reason,” James said, “Until now you’ve been alone, in longing for someone’s love, thus for you the memory of losing the only precious soul who dared show you compassion was too much to bear, but now, amongst friends who share our compassion, you no longer feel the loneliness and thus lessening the sting of loss,”Franklyn began to cry again. “W
“Master Morrick wants us on guard during this war,”“On guard against Thane you mean?”“No, against our King, he has threatened many times to seize our harvests for his soldiers, but we know it is unjust and against our laws,”“Could you withstand an army?” Alex asked,“No, but the extra show of guard might persuade otherwise,”“Indeed, so who’s working the field?”“We have a few new hands since we last met,” Jacob then looked at the troupe of four behind Alex , “Friends?”“They are,”“Then they are welcome,” Jacob signaled to the guard on the other side of the gate and it began to open.The five of them entered and Morrick himself greeted them. “Alex !” he shouted and hugged him. Alex returned the hug and beckoned the others to follow. “So what brings you here?”“This young one,” he said motioning to Ruby, “She needs a place to live and knows a good day’s work,”“Have we been liberating slaves in our travels?” Morrick asked with a smile,“Not all, just her,”“So what else have you
“I would not worry friend,” Alex said, “So long as we keep our wits about us, we can overcome a few lowly bandits,”James took a breath and pulled Scarlett onto his lap to hold her tight. “What would I do without you two?” he asked,“Well,” Alex said, “You’d be missing an arm,”“And a woman to call your own,” Scarlett smiled, “So probably dead or in prison by now,”James smiled and nodded his agreement. “So when shall we leave,” he asked Alex ,“We can leave in the morning, that is if you think you can arise early enough,”“We’ll be up,” James said, “I’ll be sad to leave such a soft bed behind though,”Scarlett agreed. Once their break was over they again went to the field until it was dark and Morrick called everyone in for the night. They had a feast celebrating their newest workers Franklyn and Ruby.“So where will you go now?” Jacob asked Alex ,“I’ve been told to visit the capitol of Thane,”“I do wish you well in your travels,” Jacob then handed him a sack that jingled as i
“Bayle, it’s a relief to see you well,”“Have you returned to fight for Korryn?” she asked cautiously,“No, I have returned of my own business, had I known that madness had befallen all in these lands I might have stayed away longer,”“Then what brings you here?”“Hold, who shouted first?” he asked looking for the man who’d called out. The man stepped out and a series of emotions and mixed thoughts flooded Alex . “Isaac!?”Isaac smiled, “It’s been a long-time Alex ,”Alex pushed past the guards and gave his old friend a hug, “I thought you were dead!” he cried,“I almost was, but that can wait, you seem to be urgent,”“I am, I was told Bayle was taken hostage,”“Then there is much for us to discuss,” Isaac motioned for the guards to lower their weapons, “Come, we’ll have your things brought to one of the guest halls.”Isaac led them through the gates and towards the main entrance. Every guard they passed saluted Isaac which Alex found to be an oddity. The group went to a room with
Feeling his back pockets, Alex told him, “Well come with me, we drops down to Bank of Montreal. I needs a bit of air, and a smoke maybe.”The door to Jimi Jak's opened, sound blowing out to the street for a moment or two and then gone, muffled inside. Alex lit his cigarette while he and Staunch went down the steps, which were now soaked in beer, streaks of blood, and littered with smoked down cigarettes butts from a successful, savage night. The Bank of Montreal only across the road from the bar, they crossed over once cars whizzed past.Nobody was inside the bank's ATM lobby. Alex passed Staunch the rest of his smoke before heading up towards the doors.“Not sure which one'll work,” Alex said thumbing through a handful of stolen debit and credit cards. “Might be a few minutes.”Alex went in to the bank machine and Staunch stood alone, drunk, in the dead of night. Occasionally, a car passed, a sound of laughter from the bar flew on the breeze, and a short time Staunch actual
Inside, the wood stove crackled nice and hot. The evening outside, even in summertime, cooled enough to put a chill in the bones. Brian and tom sat at a medium-sized kitchen table; they'd just finished off a good feed of minced moose burgers and deep-fried home fries. Don cooked a lot of things, but the boys loved their late night lunches – usually the same every time, burgers and fries or moose sausage and fries. As they relaxed in their chairs, Don brought them each a glass of ginger-ale, and a good portion of liquor for himself. The boys drank their pop and Don got his kit: one cigarette rolled, and a joint, as well.“Gimme a smoke,” Brian said, hand out.“Yeah, right,” laughed Don. “I ain't that nice, boy.”Brian laughed and Don lit his smoke.“That was wicked grub, Don,” Tommy told him. “Thanks again. Was friggin' starved.”“Today's been a long one,” said Brian.Between puffs of smoke, Don asked, “What'd you two shits get up to all day?”The boys looked nervous at one another, sl
The majority of the poor girl's murder only came back to him by way of time. Once months went by, the nauseating days of his freedom stretching on, and on, he pieced together several images from the night he first made death; him, the craftsman, making death by hand. Her throat bulged under a tight grip of his clenching fists. She tried to grab him, poke at his eyes, but the force of his hands clamping into her skin and taking the breath out of her heaving lungs kept him safe from any real damage, save a couple scratches. He did not actually orgasm; all the same, his penis shot up erect and stiff like a great monolith against her and he pressed it to her, putting the entire weight of his body down on hers, crushing the clutching bits of life from her flailing, pathetic existence still trying to hold to this world.From the start, he made a fine and thorough killer, an efficient machine created for the sole purpose of killing. Her body would never be found; it still sits buried, rotted
He lived on a decent cul-de-sac in Grand Falls, down near the river. Out back of the house sat a spacious garage separate by a large concrete pad, itself leading up into the long driveway. In the garage he had a nice spot for all his woodworking equipment: table saw, bench, racks of drills, hammers, handsaws, wrenches, and plenty of storage space for fresh wood and the like. At the back of the garage stood a door, behind the door, a room, and in that room were secrets. Locked away with only him and the stale air of the garage's workshop, those secrets grew, multiplied like mould in the dark, and he had a place where his wife would not disturb him; she left him to his business, and without her knowledge his rotten secrets, only coming out when he wanted her there. The man even installed a state-of-the-art security system for the entire property, including the garage, which came with intercoms; often, he would simply call his wife on the intercom to let her know it was fine to bring him
Back over under the Canopy and its branchy cover, Tommy and Brian stopped in an inlet of trees and alder bush. They were scared. Still, the boys were beyond determined to be done with the whole situation. Only trouble was neither of them, with all their heart, wanted to relinquish their hold on the money, those pieces of jewelry, all of that. Even as all the trouble of the world might perilously be wavering only inches above their heads, like one of those cartoons were an anvil hangs on a thread about the coyote's head, all Brian or Tom managed to see were the endless possibilities the contents of that bag could provide them; the images of a future path different than their own dominated them, overthrew those young and impressionable minds.“We could just toss the duffel bag in the woods someplace,” Brian remarked; half sure of himself, half kidding himself.The look gave his friend spoke enough on its own.“This is fucked up.”“We can't just get rid of it – not now,” Tom told him.“Y
Then, Staunch saw the wide birch shooting up near the lake's edge. His heart pumped in short bursts, rapid, and then short, slow again; a combination of nervous fear and the traces of meth still beating around in his brain. Alex stepped ahead of Staunch, who straddled behind wanting to stay but needing to follow. The hole sat only feet away now, closer with each and every stumble. Any minute now they would be right upon it. Stopped for a breath, frozen even in the pulsing rays of daylight, Staunch collected his emotions, his swollen and frayed nerves like wounded and exposed electrical wires, and he caught up to Alex . The two men stepped in around the birch alongside one another, with its hollowed middle, and Alex knelt, no words, at the edge of a roughly bore hole in the muggy earth; a hole where once they deposited all their stolen goods, a hole now empty, void.“Why'd you push me in the fuckin' trees like that?”“I just told ya,” Brian said, “there were people comin' and I di
The car parked a few lengths away from them. Two men got out of the driver and passenger sides; they looked normal mostly. One man – tall, tattooed and fairly muscular, the type who spends his free time lifting weights and self-obsessing over the tone of their muscles, bronzed and starved to death – went to the trunk, as the other – smaller, not much, than the other, and with the look of still being in high school due to his teenage way of dressing, but donning a cane in one hand, limping considerably and aching from an obvious back injury – looked to be moving slowly towards Alex and Staunch. They both walked towards the waiting Firebird.Staunch and Alex each got out and greeted the men.The smaller one extended a hand. “You Alex ?” He shook Alex 's hand. Turning to Staunch he asked, “And that must make you – what's it – Stench?”Alex cackled a dry couching laugh. “It's Staunch, actually.”“Shit, sorry.”Staunch looked calm, but underneath a volcano boiled, bubbled fierce in
Brian understood. He knew now, and along really, what Tommy felt wasn't a mental illness, a real delusion making him paranoid and insane; they both felt it, in different ways. It was the yearning for a new and different life instead of the shit existence they'd both experience up until now. While Brian and Tommy tried to create their own identities and shape the future of their lives, no matter how savagely they fought to do so, they were and always would be inhibited by the families which gave them life, shackled to a dirty destiny. Their parents each were destructive and heartless people; more concerned with their own lives and failed expectations and schemes than bothering to worry about the tiny, lonely humans they created from thin air, leaving them to grow into ungardened plants with no discernible paths ahead of them aside from anguish, despair, torment, and days on this wretched earth long and hard as the road to Hell.This gauntlet of living is what truly made Tommy lie and c
Brian decided it best to save his breath for the walk out from the station, especially considering Tommy planned to dig in three different places all around the area. He kept seeing more money, enough to dive into like Scrooge McDuck, and the thought made everything else fade away.But Brian's conscience, the well of his soul, wouldn't let him rest comfortably. He knew letting Tommy's delusion go on was risky; for days on days now, near a week, Tom has talked of nothing aside from the treasure, pirates, and all the like, and it slowly consumed his sanity, each day that passed. He kept on letting Tom pursue the dream of a legend that most likely was not true, in the slightest, and his spying conscience eyed him, judging, and made him feel as if his entire body were slowly being torn into quarters, drawn by horses, his every fibre wrenched in pain. Yet nothing stopped Brian. He certainly made no real efforts to curb Tommy's lust for treasure hunting.He went on watching Tom, who took hi