I Have Done Wrong, But Call Me Home And I Will Build A Throne

“Where do you think you’re going?” She demanded. Then she fired the first shot which ended up nicking the tip of Terra’s shoulder.

The wind whistled through my hair, and the smells of the night assaulted my nostrils as I dodged around the trees. Pale moonlight pierced the foliage above me revealing the obstacles in my path. Breathing hard, I stopped, searching into the shadows. A campfire blazed off in the distance. Pulling my bow from my back, I notch an arrow in it. Stalking forward, I move until the faint silhouettes of the camp’s inhabitants come into sight. Three people lay near the fire, while a fourth stood guard. I pull my right hand back and take a deep breath in. I release the arrow with my breath and send the arrow flying toward the lone guard. Flying true, it slammed through his skull and quickly felled him. Setting my bow back in the quiver, I quickly moved

Still even Death hadn’t slowed her athletic moves. She easily evaded the shafts and flung her weapon again letting its flight take out still more archers. “NOW!!!”

“There’s a spike in the field don’t move.” As he sets up the bow he says quietly

Niko grinned. “That actually works out perfectly. I need you here with that girl within a half hour. If you’re late, Michael dies. If you come without the girl, you’ll die too. If you get the police involved, the rest of the girls die, and maybe more. I have guards who will bring you in when you get here, so don’t try anything fancy.” Niko hung up. “You better hope he knows where he’s going

With the last of her energy, Stiles throws her left hand up and releases the magic that had built up in her

“I’m not sure. I see Mrs. Rimas let’s go see her, maybe she’ll know,” he says. As I look around again, everyone is already outside talking and the NKVD are yelling at one another. We walk up to Mrs. Rimas, who is already outside talking with others. She is smiling and laughing for the first time I’ve personally had the pleasure to see. She looks beautiful, reminding me of mother.

"Alright, but Commander I don't think this will be long" reply Shinon. Taking out his iron bow and getting an arrow from his quiver. "Just leave it to the master. One clean motion, no excitation" Shinon utter as he let's go of the arrow.

Finally, she locks eyes onto the bow resting on his other side “why” she whispers. “Why what?” the man confused answers “why did you kill it” Slymae says looking back down at the deer. The warrior lets out a deep chuckle as he says “I was aiming for you but now I can feed my family tonight. It’s just an animal anyways.”

Early the following warm and bright morning, Ulrich rummaged around the armory to select bows and arrows for Carina and Joan’s archery lesson. He slung a full quiver over his shoulder and balanced four bows on his arm when Michael stumbled in, squinting and his hair awry.

Moving in for the kill, she thought silently. She tightened her grip on her bow staff.

My eyes peek over the top of the brush. Silently I lift the bow, pulling back and aiming. The deer will feed Natari and I for at least three days. That’s three days I don’t have to worry about food, and I can figure out a plan.

“I know,” she replies faintly. She tries to mentally prepare herself for what she’s about to do. She can still hear the noise of a gunshot, and she can feel the ringing in her ears. She closes her eyes, and the memory of Alex’s blood spilling onto the concrete is still fresh. Everything hurts, and she doesn’t want to do this anymore.

“Your version here didn’t die exactly and how it happens isn’t the same. The version here was close to being murdered, but thankfully a fateful encounter stopped that from happening.”

She begins walking, boots creating loud clacks as they touch down on the surface. One of the panels she steps on cracks slightly, but if Robin notices she doesn’t pay it any attention.