second she opened up her eyes some reflex action might kick in, like her shouting my name in surprise. So, as quickly as I could I ran towards her, stepping up the wall surrounding the well so it put me face to face with her. Then I slapped a hand over her mouth the second it started to open.
Her wide eyes took in the sight of me before relief washed over them making tears appear. I gave her a grin and mouthed the question,
‘Are you okay?’ She nodded as I removed my hand and placed a finger to my lips telling her to stay quiet. Then I cocked my head towards the sleeping guard, silently explaining why. Her dried, cracked and bleeding lips then mouthed the question,
‘What are you going to do?’ I jumped down to the ground, pulled out my weapon from my back, waved it at her and mouthed back,
‘Watch.’ This was before I made the creepy and sinister sign for slitting her throat by drawing the tip of my blade inches away from across my own throat. Her startled eyes stared back at me as if asking herself where had this deadly version of me come from?
In the end I gave her a wink and crept around to where the Harpy was leaning back against the well. It was only when I was in front of her crouched to her level that I positioned the blade at her throat, and the second her eyes flickered open I asked,
“Good dreams?” Then before she could open her mouth to scream to the others, I grabbed a fist full of hair by her forehead and slit her throat, turning my face away and closing my eyes just as I felt its blood spray out over me. Once I knew she was most definitely dead, I let her go, wiped the side of my face with my sleeve and stood, watching as the body slid down to one side.
“Tut, tut, that’s what you get for sleeping on the job,” I told her before running to free Nero from the chains.
“Okay, that was both badass and utterly disturbing…oh shit, tell me you’re not like some ridiculously trained assassin back topside, are you?” I smirked at her question and told her honestly,
“Nope, but I do work with dead bodies and once killed a guy with a pencil.” I finished this with another wink before pulling the pin from the cuffs and letting her free.
“Right, well in that case remind me to really not piss you off then.”
“Noted, now come on, time to get out of here,” I said, putting her arm around my neck and holding on to her waist to help her walk. At least until she got the feeling back in her legs. After this, my first priority was to get her somewhere safe and then come back to try and find the Eye…oh yeah, and then try and kill them all…piece of red velvet cake, Fae.
We started to head towards the ruined gatehouse, that seemed to be the only way in or out of this place, when Nero’s whispered croaky voice drew my attention from my shitty plan making.
“Do you think we will make it?” Nero asked me in a strained voice that spoke of both her pain and her anxiety. I was just about to give her the optimistic answer when suddenly four Harpies dropped from the sky and were now standing in our way.
“Erm…that would be a no,” I muttered the second I heard the rush of flight and swarm of wings all battling for the air around us. We stopped dead before starting to walk backwards, only stopping again when we were back in the centre near the well.
“Ah, I guess they found my little leaving present down in my cell then,” I told her making her shoot me an incredulous look.
“Do I wanna know?” she asked, making me reply truthfully,
“No, probably not.” She released a sigh in return and muttered what sounded like a prayer to some ‘mother goddess’.
“Just answer me this, was it as bloody as that?” she asked after kicking the dead guard on the ground that was now surrounded by an impressive amount of blood for such a skinny, grey body. She definitely had looked healthier on the inside, that was for damn sure.
“No, no…it was bloodier,” I told her making her reply,
“Okay, I am starting to see why you are down in Hell now.” I laughed at this, wondering what she would