Kiti Looked Around the Market Place (2 ratings) by Saria Johnston
Page 2 of 3 She took a good long look at the man that had taken and will take her life.
His long white hair flowed over his shoulders. His skin was dark, almost a
brown, drawing the contrast from his locks. His broad shoulders and muscular
arms made for an all too menacing look. The black leather he wore fit perfectly
over the curves of his muscles and over the curves of his body in general. She
looked into his eyes. If the fact that he had no pupils, no color what so ever,
in his eyes didn’t frighten her, what she saw there did. There was no remorse
in this man’s eyes. He had just killed the one thing she loved in this world
and he didn’t care. He didn’t even react.
"If you ever loved me… then leave! Don’t’ waste you life here, I will not
die in vain! Run, woman!" Galyth’s words rang in her mind.
She decided then that she would run, train and at a later date find and kill
this man. Hate came to the front of her eyes and the man looked pleased, "Ooh!
Gaining some fire are we? I like this!" He picked up his sword and turned his
back, "I give you twenty strides to run as fast as you can, if I find you again
I will kill you. Now go!" He started walking away from her calling out numbers
as he stepped.
She sat there, wondering what to do! She could never kill this man he moved
to quickly, but she realized that if she didn’t run now, she would never have
the chance to do so! She picked herself up then and vowed to kill this man no
matter what it took.
That was then…
Now she ran after him, he ran amongst the people probably attempting to lose
her. She wouldn’t let herself be lost. She had trained for five years for the
chance that was almost here. She would kill this man, using everything she had.
Even if it meant her life. The man slipped into an alleyway. She followed
slowly, expecting him to lash out at her when she turned the corner. There was
no lash, and there was no man.
She ran further down the alley until she heard a voice, "Why do you pursue
me, young one? Have you not better things to do? You look at me with contempt
in your eyes and chase after me as if you had nothing else to do in the world
but to catch me."
"Maybe I don’t!" She stated calmly.
"Those are serious words, my dear!" He yelled, she heard a sound behind her
and turned to see the man standing there, "What will you do?" He stared hard at
her.
Ignoring the tears that wanted to form in her eyes she calmly stated, "I
want you to die! You took from me all that I was! Now I will rid the world of
you…"
He looked at her. He didn’t know how to react, never once had someone stood
up to him… it thrilled him! His body started to tremble, he loved it finally a
challenge!
Kiti pulled her scimitars free. She had practiced for years with two
weapons. She was ready for this moment. She had been ready for it, now was her
chance.
She lunged forward crossing her blades in front of herself, thrusting them
toward his abdomen. His blade was out faster than any she had seen. Down came
his blade, crossing in front of him to counter the twin scimitars. Kiti saw the
counter and parted her swords, both going to each side and piercing his leather
armor on both shoulders. The man just laughed. Next Page Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2001 Saria Johnston, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines.
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