5 Chapter 5 (2/2)
”Jaycie, shut your trap, now.” ”I have a point.” I say. I dagger flies at me. Or right next to me. I jump out of my chair. ”You know very well I feel bad about that. I got you back as quick as I could.” I scoff. ”Yeah, two months later. I was on the verge of death when you found me.” His eyes are simmering. ”There was no way I could have known that if I pushed you out of the way of three daggers flying at you, you would go into one of their traps.
”I was about to duck. It is your fault that the dagger stuck in you shoulder.” He had saved me though. I had just killed one of there buddies, but the leader threw three daggers at me. Had he no pushed me, I would most likely be dead. ”Look, Jaycie. We are way of track. Just stop.” We both fall quiet. After a few minutes, I turn to the door. As I walk out, I say, ”I need to go check on Zachery. I know he didn't learn his lesson yet, but I can't keep him there till he does. I would be thirty years dead by that time.”
”What did you do to him?” Wilker asks with shock strong in m his voice. I smirk and walk out. I would have to pay for that later, but I am still mad at him. He follows me, and after a couple of feet, the sound of Zachery's shouts. When we get there, Zachery is livid. Anger has him looking like an animal. He is pulling at the daggers, but the wings, act like anchors for the daggers, making them stick.
There is a large crown around him. The assassin that tried to save him is standing there, giving them your threat. When Garret see's you, there is amusement sparkling in his eyes. Zachery locks eyes with me and says, ”You can't keep me here forever. When you let me down, I will kill you.” Wilker just throws his hands in the air, turns and leaves. I hear him say, ”I am done stopping your fights. If you kill each other, well that is two less assassins I have to deal with. This has to happen eventually.” ”Finally, he has stopped butting in.”
I walk up to Zachery and pat his cheek. ”Is someone just a little mad?” He turns and tries to bite my hand, but I pull it away. ”You are digging your own grave.” He screams at me. ”Good thing I can jump really high.” I say as I wink at him. Garret scoffs at that statement. Under his breath he says, ”Yet you couldn't jump six inches.” I glare at him. ”He offered his hand before I had the chance to jump.”
Zachery is still ranting on. I decide it is best to let him down, so I put one hand on each dagger and pull them out at the same time. I turn and run off. As I stick my daggers in their sheaths, he follows. I am a faster runner though. I run through the halls laughing. ”This is a great exercise Maybe we should do this more often.” I taunt over my shoulder. The growl he lets out sends chills down my back. The end of the hall turns left and right, but not straight, so when I am less than a foot from the wall, I do one-eighty and start running back the way I came. He smashes into the wall and my laughter rings through the halls. He is immediately running after me again.
I pass back through the hall where I had him pinned, and all the assassins laugh as I run back through with Zachery still after me. I speed out the front door and into the streets. Zachery is right behind me, and plenty of the assassins follow us. After a few miles of running, I stop in a dead-end alley. He is standing on the open end and walks towards me with a menacing laugh. All the other assassins are on the roofs looking down at us.
”What happened to your taunts? Not as brave when you are cornered?” I smirk. ”Why would I waste my words on a dead man.” ”Oh, you wouldn't be, you would be using the last of your words.” There is ten feet between us, and he stops. ”This is it. One of us are dying tonight.” I think. ”I would ask for any last words-” ”No thanks.” I say cutting him off. ”I don't like all the dramatics.”
With that he lunges at me. I have just enough time to dodge him. I pull out my daggers and turn around just in time. Our daggers lock together. I knee him in his crown jewel, and he stumbles back. I let him come back at me. He swipes a dagger at my face, and I make the mistakes of going down instead of back, because with his other dagger, he gets me from the bottom of my ear to the tip of my chin.
My face rings in pain, but I ignore it. We both are throwing defensive and using offensive moves. We both get several attacks on each other. I finally get him in the back with my elbow, I hear a crack when I hit him. He goes flying to the ground with a howl of pain. I put a dagger to his neck ready to kill him. Everyone if cheering for me.
But all the sudden, I can't kill him. After everything he has put me threw, I thought it would be easy, but I remember the missions we had together. How we fought at each other's back, trusting each other with our lives. Literally. And when I heard he had got captured, the fear that had rushed through me. The few times where we were nice and civil with each other far outweigh the times we fought with each other.
”Kill me already.” He howled. I sheathed my daggers and put my hand on his back. I had broken some of his vertebrae with the hilt of my dagger. I healed him and stood up. ”I can't. It should be easy for me to kill you, but I just can't. I have fought with you plenty of times, but I can't kill you. For worse or better, I can't kill you.” I turn and walk away. But seconds later his hand is grabbing the hair on the top of my head and yanking my head back. He dead-knees me and I fall to my knees. His dagger is at my throat. ”Sadly, for you, I am not that sentimental.”
I close my eyes, ready for him to pull that blade across my neck. ”Open your eyes, look at me.” I open them and he is staring at me with a vengeance. ”Go ahead.” I say calmly. I have stared death in the face, shook hands with the darkness, but I have never felt this at peace with life as I did it. I am ready to die. After a second, Zachery starts to pull the blade. I feel the sting of it. I am staring into his eyes, and I see all his anger flowing out and my blood colors my neck.
My neck starts to howl in pain. But I don't let any myself let out any screams. The tip of his blade reach into my neck, and starts to dig in. As I feel it about to rip through my vocal cord, I whisper, ”I am sorry.” He freezes. ”What?” But I can't talk. My eyes are watering. The pain has built to almost intolerable levels. His dagger is shaking. He pulls it out and let's go of me. I crash to the ground. I see black in the corner of my eyes. It starts to spread across my vision.
But when his dagger was pulled out, it was done in such a way, that it didn't do any damage. He is staring down at me. I am bleeding out. My life is flowing out of me, riding on my blood. He stares for a moment longer, before closing his eyes. He is fighting himself internally. I look at the sky and see an assassin pushing through the crowd on the roof, trying to get to a drainpipe. Garret. Trying to get down her to save me. But all the other assassins fall into a knee and put the blade of their dagger to their forehead. What you do when a fellow assassin is dead or dying.
Finally, Zachery falls to his knees next to me, and starts healing my neck. When it is completely healed. I am still lying still. My eyes are wide open, and I could see everything. I can't move at all. My body won't respond. Zachery looks up and yells to the others. ”Come down and help. Now.” The ones on the roof, jump at the opportunity to save me. Had Zachery not aloud them to, there was nothing they were aloud to do. As feet land all around me, they form a circle around me. It is huge. They all touch a hand to some part of me and start healing me.
I start to move. My heart starts racing. My body racks with pain now. I let out a howl of pain. I can't even stop it. Tears fall down my cheek. Every sign of pain start showing on me. I can't stop it, when they all back up, I can move again. I push myself up and stare at everyone. They all saved me. When it came right down to it, they saved me, didn't let me die. I wipe the involuntary tears away and take a deep breath.
Out of everything that has just happened, the only thing I can concentrate is the fact that Zackery had not only tried to save me on his own, he had called on everyone else to help. I lock eyes with him, and we instantly have an understanding. We will always fight, but it is obvious we will never be able to kill each other. I give him a small, tight lipped smile. No matter how many times I threaten to kill one of my fellow assassins, I can't bring myself to do it.
I look around and lock eyes with Garret. He is shaking, and he is breathing hard. I almost want to hug him, but I can't because everyone else is hear. I slowly stand up and offer my hand to Zachery. He looks at it as I am about to slap him. He grabs it and let's me pull him up. He immediately steps away and says, ”I guess the whore sees another day.” At first a wave of rage flows threw me. But I just end up giving a small laugh.
He almost killed me, and he still insults me. As a group, we use back alley's and roads to get back to the guild. Wilker is standing there and staring at me and Zachery. We are both walking side by side, but we aren't trying to kill each other. When we get to the door, he points to the both of us and to his office. He walks in front of us, and when we get in there, Zachery falls to his knee. I go to do it, but Wilker grabs my chin and lifts it. I am looking straight at the ceiling. He inspects my neck.
After a second, he talks to Zachery. ”Well, stand up already and tell me what happened. He is still inspecting my neck, making sure I am not too badly hurt. Zachery tells him everything that happened, from the chase to everyone saving me from death. Wilker wraps his hand around my neck and sends his healing threw neck. I almost relax my shoulders in relief. My neck still hurts of course. When Zachery is done, Wilker says, ”Jaycie, sit a rest all day, send your healing through your neck every now and again.”
I nod, he turns to Zachery. ”I am honestly you aren't dead.” I hear Zachery's words, but only faintly. ”Me too.” ”Now that both of you won't kill each other, I need to say. I won't be stepping in anymore. If the other has a mission though, try not to hurt each other that bad.” We both nod and he shoos us out of his office. Zachery heads to his room and I go to the window seat that faces the front of the guild and stay there until it is time for my big fight.