Unknown Person's Point Of View
My legs ache and are close to being numb as my muscles continue to twist and spasm from the non stop running.
My pant legs are wet from running in the cold, slushy snow. The tears spill from my eyes like a rushing river, and run down my face like a waterfall. My chest moves up and down as my lungs heave open and shut, burning as I breath in and out.
My head is pounding as I gasp frantically, my body struggling for every breath that I attempt to take in.
I can no longer run, but I can hide.
The echoes of their voices frantically search for me, bouncing off from the dark and wet alleyway walls, all while the painfully restless voices of the ones who were once here continue to wave rapidly throughout my mind.
My heart beats rapidly, with every shadow that I catch a glimpse of, as my eyes dart around every nook, cranny and corner of the alleyways.
My mind is screaming with every sound that I hear, for I am scared of what will happen if they find me.
I feel like a wild animal knowing not that they're being hunted, but they know that if they get caught by whatever is after them, they're a goner.
It is not determination to escape that keeps them running from the unknown, nor is it fear.
It is if.
It is the uneasy feeling of the unknown future that awaits them if they get caught.
For if they find me, they will bring me back and continue to torment me while saying
"It's all for Him."
What scares people is not the fear of getting caught, no it is the
fear of what awaits them.
For they do not know what the result may be if they get caught.
People are not afraid of specific things, they are afraid of the consequences of if.
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???: "Where did that divine child go?"
????: "Divine child my butt. Father should have let that rat stay on the streets. He would have made a good service boy hehe..."
?????: "Helios, come on out! We were just kidding around!"
As the voices grew closer I walked backwards until something stopped me.
???: "Hehe... I've got you now rat boy."
"No! Let go of me!" I pushed him away and took off, hoping to find maybe even just one nice person in this town to save me today.
Aisha's Point Of View
"Hey, Jack?" I called.
"Yes, m'lady?" Jack asked.
"What is the town like?" I asked.
"Although it's winter the town would still be lively this week with the
Winter Festival.
The festival consisted of commoners trying to make a living selling goods at stalls in hopes of selling things and making money from aristocrats.
The town is filled with many things that consist of different smells, colors, patterns, advertisements, foods and music.
Along with entertainers such as fortune tellers, gypsies, adult entertainers, and of course, priests and church folk to spread their passion for God." Jack replied.
We stopped at a small stable and Jack tied the horse.
"Allow me to help you down, m'lady."
Jack smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waist and carefully placed me down.
"May I hold your hand, my lady?" Jack asked.
"Sure." I smiled.
And we made our way through the new land to me, the town.
"Fresh bread. Get your fresh bread here."
"Brooches. High quality brooches."
"Get your wine and cider here."
"I see the future, I see the past. Your fortune awaits you."
"Hey Jack, I want to get my fortune told!" I beamed brightly.
"No, you don't. Aisha, they are liars. They try to give you a little bit of hope or worry to scam you out of your money." Jack sighed.
"Oh..." I sighed. I wasn't sad, it was more that I was disappointed.
"Look, umm... How about I buy you some food, okay? Let's go." Jack patted my head.
"Okay." I just sighed.
Jack took hold of my hand as we walked between the gaps of people in the full street until suddenly a boy came charging at me, panting and grabbed a hold of my coat sleeve.
The boy had white hair like mine that reached a little past his ears and his hair was side swept, but green eyes. His eyes were glistening brightly with the color of green, almost like emeralds.
"Hey, hey you! You have been seeing things, haven't you?" The boy asked.
"How did you know?!" I asked.
Jack quickly budged between us.
"Hey hey hey! Back off, boy! Do not get her started on this nonsense! Go away!" Jack yelled.
"No, Jack! He is fine!" I stated as I gripped his sleeve.
"Look, hear me out, I can help you. Please, just let me explain." The boy heaved.
"Look, I don't know who you are or where you came from, but you need to get lost." Jack warned.
"My name is Helios Churchill, I am 16 years old, I am from the church, and I am a pastor in training.
I see things that other people cannot see. And I am telling you right now, that this girl, is in grave danger if I do not help her.
And also, I need to get out of here because I am in a little predicament myself." Helios grinned.
Let's make a deal, shall we? I help you with your crisis and you help me get away for a little while. It is a win-win situation." Helios smiled.
"Come on, Jack. Maybe he can help us!
I am tired of being in fear and being in anxiety all of the time, so please give him a chance!" I begged Jack while holding his arm.
"Fine, you can come with us. But if you make her worse, I won't let it go and I'll send you up to your god myself." Jack whispered.
"I will try my best not to make her worse. I promise you, you won't regret making this deal with me." Helios smiled.
"But the question is, how are you going to follow us? My horse can only fit two people." Jack sighed.
"Oh, that's not a problem. If you come to the church with me, I can get my horse."
Helios smiled.
"Okay, we've got a deal. Let's shake on it." Jack halfway smiled back.
Third Person's Point Of View (sorry for the POV changes, it just helps with the story)
Helios held out his hand and Jack took Helios's hand in his. As they shook hands, Jack grip tightened around Helios's hand as he pulled Him closer.
"If you make her worse, I will make you regret it. And no flirting with my lady either!
If you do either one of those, I won't kill you. But I promise you, if you make her worse, I will personally make this world that you walk on between Heaven and Hell a living Hell for you." Jack leaned out with a fake smile on his face.
"I can keep one of those promises. You are just going to have to figure out which one it is." Helios replied in a taunting tone, as if he was playing mind games with Jack just to see how far he could push it and the atmosphere around them turned into silence.
"Okay, so we can walk to the church, it's right down the path." Said Helios, breaking the silence.
"Alright, Aisha, stay here, don't talk to any strangers. I will go get Snowy." Jack sighed.
Jack looked back and looked Helios right in the eyes, his green eyes widened. Helios felt almost paralyzed for a moment. Helios could tell that Jack was serious and crazy about the angelic girl who stood before him. And he wouldn't blame him.
The girl stood up straight with a powerful but yet mysterious aura around her. She had the silkiest, palest blonde hair that he had ever seen in his 15 years of life. She had beautiful, almost unreal ocean blue eyes. He walked up to the girl, offering his hand for hers. The girl placed her pale hand onto his. Her skin was as soft as a feather.
"I am pleased to make your acquaintance, miss Aisha. I just want to say something if I could, miss. If Heaven's Blessing was a person, it would look like you, miss." Helios smiled as he brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it, and then raised his head to look into the eyes of the young woman who stood before him, then looking back to see Jack on his way back with his horse in hand, making direct eye contact and then smirking.
"Thank you. That's the sweetest thing that anyone has ever said to me." Aisha blushed.
"Alright, let's go to your church.
Aisha, come here. I will put you on the horse." Jack interrupted.
Aisha's Point Of View
I walked over to Jack and stood in front of him. Jack's arm slithered around my waist, the other under my legs, picking me up, all while looking at Helios, as if to make a statement.
"Hang onto the reins, Aisha. I will lead Snowy from down here." Jack mumbled.
We continued to make our way until we abruptly stopped in front of a white church. The church was not small, but it was not big either.
"Jack, I want down, please.
My, you know what hurts." I whined.
"Alright, my lady." Jack responded, trying not to laugh.
"Am I heavy?" I asked.
"No. Not all all." Jack smiled.
Five boys, around Jack's age came walking from ahead and towards us.
"Well well well... Would you look at who it is?" Said one of the boys.
He was a little taller than Helios, possibly being 5 foot 8, and around the age of 16 or 17. He walked closer, as did three of the boys, as one of the boys went behind the church.
"Back off Chris, I am not in the mood.
I am just getting a couple things and leaving." Helios stated in a domineering voice as he stood tall in a straight posture.
I felt a presence behind me and then felt an arm snake around my shoulder and an arm around my waist that soon pulled me down and off of Snowy.
"Hey there, pretty girl. Are you Helios's lady?" I looked over my shoulder, the boy was the same height as Jack, but he had brown hair and brown eyes.
"Damn, it's a real shame that you're an orphan boy's lady. And those eyes of yours, look like an ocean. They're so pretty." The boy brushed his hand along my face, causing me to gasp and flinch.
I saw as Jack lifted under his shirt and pulled out a knife that was a little under the length of a hand, bringing it up to the brown haired boy's throat, as he never broke eye contact.
"Get your hands off of my lady..." Jack growled.
Jack had a wild look in his eyes, his eyes burned like a blazing fire or even like a viper just waiting to strike at any given second. The boy slowly let go of me and backed away as Jack tightly grabbed me by my wrist.
"Ow... Jack. That hurts! Let go of me!" I cried.
Jack quickly pulled me into his chest, securing an arm tightly around my waist and it made me gasp.
I had never seen this side of Jack before, the side that left me unsure about our relationship as friends.
The side that I was unsure of.
The side that I could not tell if it was an extremely protective side of Jack, or an obsessive side.
All I knew was that I was scared to see it and I was scared of the fact on if I may see it again.
The side that was compared by the maids to my father,
an obsessive-proprietorial maniac.
"Helios... Go get your belongings so we can go... If we stay here any longer, I can't guarantee this scoundrel's safety..."
Jack hissed.
(Update: I changed the word from God to Him out of respect. I meant no disrespect, it simply came from the fact that churches back in that age were extremely corrupted,I did not mean to offend anyone, I was just trying to keep the story historically accurate so it would also connect back stories)
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