The Broken Ones

Chapter 6:2 -Guidance

The next few days Soi kept to himself, he didn’t talk or ask any questions. Most of the time he stayed in the guestroom and rested. During dinner he sat quiet and ate very little. He looked sick, his skin was pale and there were dark shadows under his eyes. Jagger snorted at the very sight of him and turned the other way.
-Pathetic, she said loudly and turned her chin up.
Mack and Ana, on the other hand, tried to make Soi talk and eat and breath. After three days Ana had had enough of his closure. She dragged Soi out in the sun and into Mack’s kitchen garden.
-I get why you’re afraid of mountains but that was a long time ago and it wasn’t your fault your dad died.
Soi met her eyes for the first time since his coma. Ana thought his black eyes looked like endless holes without life and he looked both scared and angry. She shuddered.
-How did you…
-You talk in your sleep, she lied. –Anyway, it wasn’t your fault. So don’t take the blame for it and don’t look so damn miserable.
Soi lowered his head and looked vulnerable, which upset Ana.
-And you know what, you lied to me! You said that this wasn’t going to be a problem and then you pass out when we’re being chased by monsters! How’s that not being a problem!
-I’m sorry, Soi murmured.
-If it wasn’t for Mack we’d be dead now!
-He saved us? Soi looked up.
-Well, it wasn’t your sleeping act that killed the monsters! Ana yelled at him and marched off.
Mack’s red head appeared from the kitchen door.
-I heard she’s yelling at you now, thought it would be good to step in. Where’s she?
-She left.
-Oh, well then, seems you’ll manage her just fine.
Mack withdrew his head. Soi followed him into the kitchen.
Both Mack and Jagger were excellent cooks and their garden provided everything they needed to produce a delicious meal. It had wide variety of herbs, vegetables and roots. And their kitchen, though it was tiny, had various knifes, both big and small ones, normal and strange looking forks, other useful tools, pans, pots, kettles and saucepans, cup and plates. The cottage kitchen was its own little restaurant without the paying guests. Mack had worked as a chef at the inn in the nearby village but he had been replaced by his own daughter who was equally talent as her father. From dawn to dusk Jagger worked at the inn and the cottage kitchen was Mack’s to use as he liked. But most of the time Jagger occupied that kitchen as well. If not every little teaspoon was in their right position Jagger immediately let her dad know what she thought of the mess of her kitchen. The only place left for Mack was the kitchen garden, which he kept neat and clear of weed and pestering insects.
Now Mack stood by the worktop and kneaded sticky dough into a fine loaf.
-I heard you saved us. How did you know where to find us?
-Others would say thank you, Mack smiled.
Soi was ashamed.
-I’m sorry. Thank you.
-It’s okay. I know you’re influenced by Ana.
Mack laughed heartily and Soi smiled back at him.
-Must be.
Mack continued to knead in silence and Soi watched the process, oddly at peace. Mack put the loaf on a baking plate and opened the oven and put it in. Then he began with the next dough.
-To answer your question, you could say I have a sixth sense about such things. For example, tomorrow it’ll rain. And a week ago I felt Ana was approaching in a hurry, and as I know Ana very well I assumed she was in some sort of danger.
-This sixth sense, is it because of your injury.
-Probably, yes. I’ve had it for years for so long that I don’t remember how it was before the accident.
Soi watched Mack as he stood calm in the kitchen, standing on just one leg and Soi felt embarrassed.
-Does it hurt?
-No. Actually it was a relief to get rid of the leg. You see, a long time ago, when I was young, I worked on a ship out on the ocean. I got a cut, a small cut just beneath my right knee, when were out at sea but it healed well, or so I thought. A week later my leg ached so much that I couldn’t stand on it and I had a high fever. It turns out that the small cut was infected. If I hadn’t amputated I would be dead now.
-But…
-No, it’s not something I regret.
Soi eyes widened and Mack smiled gently at him.
-I wouldn’t have met Jagger’s mother if it wasn’t for my missing leg. But that’s another story. I think the bread is done now, can you take it out for me?
Soi did as he was asked while he was thinking that if they had had a dark little bottle on that ship when the infection had been discovered they could have saved Mack’s leg and life. But then again as Mack had said he wouldn’t have met Jagger’s mum and he hadn’t saved Ana and him. The rest of the afternoon he spent together with Mack in that cottage kitchen baking and cooking. When Jagger got back from her working shift at the inn dinner was ready and Mack and Soi sat and enjoyed their each other’s company. She brushed back her short red hair and watched the two with an irritated look.
-Where’s Ana?
-I think she’s still out. Would you tell her that dinner is ready, darling?
-Sure, she said and disappeared outside.
The dinner was strange, both girls were distressingly quiet. Mack and Soi tried to maintain a conversation but were constantly interrupted by the awkward mood, Ana’s snores at the end of every comment Soi made and Jagger’s deadly glares over the table, all that was directed only at Soi. Soi could understand why Ana was mad, or at least he thought so, but why Jagger seemed to hate him he really couldn’t figure out.
-Jagger, will you bring in some tea and cheese? Mack asked his daughter.
-Is cheese really necessary?
She kept her gaze locked on Soi who begun feeling uneasy.
-Jagger, we have to treat our guests while they stay under our roof, Mack coaxed her.
She rose from her chair with a snort and turned her head with a jerk. Soi rose from his chair as well and bowed his head a little.
-I think I need to return to bed now. Thank you, Mack, for this day.

Soi was about to fall asleep when Ana knocked on the door and stepped inside. She had a remorseful look on her face.
-I’m sorry I lost my temper earlier today, she spoke with a soft voice.
-It’s alright, I can understand why.
She tipped to the bed and seated herself on the edge.
-You seem better, somehow.
-I had a good talk with Mack today. It helped, even though it had nothing to do with my dad.
-Good, that’s good.
She kept her head lowered and fiddled with a button on her trousers. There was something bothering her, that much Soi could read from her body language. But he waited patiently for her to speak first. Suddenly she lifted her head and looked at him with her cold grey eyes.
-I… when you were out, when you were unconscious, I… I fed you with some of that water you have in the small bottle.
Soi straightened his back and looked serious at Ana. She fiddled even more with that button.
-I was worried that you wouldn’t wake up, at all, so I, I just…
-It’s fine, Ana, Soi said and Ana looked up hopefully but met his grim face. –Don’t ever do that again.
-I… I’m sorry. I know it’s your responsible as the Spring Saviour and that I shouldn’t have…
-What did you say? Soi was appalled.
Ana closed her mouth tightly and lowered her eyes yet again.
-Where did you hear that?
When Ana didn’t immediately answer him he grabbed her shoulders and tried to meet her eyes.
-Where, Ana?!
-I’m sorry.
-For what?!
-I intruded on your mind while you were unconscious.
Soi squeezed her shoulders harder without noticing until she whimpered. He released her and stood up, not really sure what to do.
-I…, Ana begun.
-How could you!
-I was worried!
Soi just stared at her. Then he turned his back on her.
-Leave, he said at least. –I need to think.
Ana’s eyes begun to tear, but she stood up and left the room. Soi could hear how she run out from the cottage, but he couldn’t follow her. He felt betrayed and hurt. She knew every little thing about him and had even then lied to him.

To be continued...
By J.L.Frick

The Broken Ones

Chapter 6:1 -Guidance

-Damn Soi. He told me he didn’t have a problem with mountains and now look at him! He’s been unconscious for… Ana counted on her fingers. –Seven days! It’s been a week, for all the oceans! Wake up, dammit!
Ana shook Soi’s lifeless body. Two broad hands were places on her shoulders and pushed her gently away from Soi.
-Ana, he’ll wake up when the times come. There is no need to rush. You’re welcome for as long as you like. Now come and sit down, Jagger’s finished in the kitchen.
The hands belonged to a huge man with thick red hair and a beard covering most of his face, his eyebrows covered the rest. He led Ana into the dining room where there was a table filled with food. There were soup and bread and beef and roasted chicken and bacon and egg and stew and omelettes and some vegetables. There was not one space empty.
-How come that every night since I arrived this table has been filled to the edge with food?
-Ana, we know you well enough to know that you eat, a lot.
The man smiled widely at Ana who smiled back.
-I mean, where do you get all this food?
-We grow it. Jagger, done yet?
A girl’s voice answered him.
-Coming, Mack.
Ana turned her head to Mack.
-Does she still call you Mack, instead of dad?
-Yes, I thought it was just a phase when she started with it last year and that she would get over it but it doesn’t seem like it.
Mack shrugged his shoulder and gave a small smile. Right then, a young girl, not much older than Ana, stuck out her head from the kitchen. Her hair was red as fire, cut short like a boy and tangled like a bird’s nest.
-I’m almost done, just cutting some cheese for dessert, she said and withdrew her head.
-Cheese, oh no, that’s not necessary, Ana complained.
-Ana, just let her. She’s celebrating that you’ve stayed here one week. You know she admires you even though you only meet once a year, and then you usually stay one day or two during your visit. This is a rare occasion, worth celebrating according to Jagger.
-Oh well.
They all sat down around the square table, and by just looking at all the food Ana’s stomach felt full.
-Has he woken yet? Jagger asked Ana.
-No, not yet.
-Good.
-Jagger! Mack reproached his daughter.
-I just want Ana to stay a bit longer, that’s all.
-By wishing that young man bad health. This is not how I brought you up, young girl, Mack said with a stern voice.
Jagger’s face filled with remorse.
-I’m sorry Ana, but I…
-Yes, yes, I understand, Ana waved it off. –But why don’t you call Mack dad anymore?
Jagger immediately lifted her chin.
-He’s my dad, yes, but dad’s not his name. His name is Mack.
-But Jagger…
Jagger turned her head away and ignored any further comments on the subject. Mack shook his head with a little smile hidden in the red beard.
-There’s nothing you can do, Ana, she’s made up her mind. And she’s far more stubborn than you.
Ana sighed and set her teeth into a chicken leg.
Mack and Jagger’s cottage was small but they always had a room to spare for their friend. For the moment Soi was resting in the guestroom’s only bed and in the next room the rest of the company sat and dined. Soi whined in the next room and Ana left her plate and disappeared into the guestroom. Jagger leaned in over the table to her father.
-Mack, she whispered across the table.
-Yes, dear.
-Don’t you think she’s acting strange?
-What do you mean? Mack’s eyes glowered by the fire in the dining room.
-She would never rush to anyone’s side, not even for those friends of hers.
-So perhaps this is a special friend then? Mack smiled gently towards his daughter.
Jagger’s forehead creased in irritation.
-I don’t like him, she said between her teeth.
-You don’t like Sam either.
-No, but Sam’s weird, he’s not like Ana. Or you, Mack. Even though he’s a broken.
-No, you’re right, Mack sighed.

In the small guestroom Ana sat on a wooden stool by Soi’s side and nervously watched how he murmured in his sleep and sweat gathered as shining pearls on his forehead. She didn’t know what to do, this was the second time he had been unconscious under her care. But he wasn’t really sick this time so she didn’t want to use his little dark bottle, not without his permission at least. Soi kept whining and Ana gritted her teeth. Ana’s hand slipped down in his backpack and found the little bottle. She prepared to open the bottle when suddenly Soi suddenly talked.
-Father, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, he murmured. –I didn’t mean to…
Ana’s eyes went wide and she leaned in closer.
-What was it you didn’t mean?
But Soi didn’t say anything else and Ana’s curiosity grew. Ana took his hand and closed her eyes, she was immediately sucked into his memories.

Soi tried to open his eyes, they were heavy and sticky and wouldn’t open. His sight was foggy and blunt but he could see that there was a roof above his head instead of the usual velvet blue sky with stars glimmering like diamonds. Slowly he turned his head to one and the other side. On his left side he saw the top of a head he could have recognised anywhere. He stretched out his hand to touch her blond smooth hair with his fingers.
-I wouldn’t do that if I were you, a husky voiced advised him and Soi looked up.
In the doorway a giant man stood blocking out all the light from the next room. Except where his right leg should be, Soi thought.
-I am glad that you’re awake, the man continued. –Now we might get some peace back in the cottage. She hasn’t left your side not one of these days since were brought here.
-What happened?
-Don’t ask me, you were out already when I met the two of you. Seems you’re way above your head, young man. Heard the mayor of Sofara appointed you. Don’t know if he’s foolish or smart, but you’ve survived so far…
-Where am I?
-In my and Jagger’s cottage by the foot of the mountain.
-And who you are?
-He’s Mack.
Ana raised her head.
-How come that the first thing you do when you wake up after a seven days coma is to ask questions? Are you 6 years old?
-Looks like our conversation interrupted your beauty sleep, Ana, Mack laughed.
Ana snorted.
-I am serious, all he does is asking questions, most of them stupid may I add.
Mack chuckled and Soi looked sheepish at Ana’s surly expression.
-I’ll leave the two of you to discuss, Mack bowed his head and left.
-Are my eyes injured or did that man miss a leg?
-Yes, he’s a broken like me.

To be continued...
By J.L.Frick

The Broken Ones

Chapter 5:3 -Mountains

The fragrance of bacon and egg spread in the house and the seabirds cried from the rooftop. From a distance Soi could hear the waves crush into the cliff with roaring sound.
-Soi, are you up yet? Called his mother from the kitchen. -Your sisters are all up.
-Yes, yes, coming.
He threw one leg over the bed and opened his slanted eyes and let in the moring sun. He pushed his long black hair aside and yawned big. He stretched his back and then fell into the bed once again.
-Soi, are you ready? His father called up the stairs with a dark velvet voice.
-I'm up, I'm up!
Suddenly Soi was up and out of the bed in a second, he quickly dressed and flew down the stairs with a few steps and stopped in front of his father.
-I'm ready.
His father smiled widely.
-That's my boy, he said with a twinkle in his eye. -Let's go to the spring then.
Soi and his father walked the winding path up Spring Mountain with steady feet and a steady pace. Soi's were a bit anxious, this was the day he had been waiting for his whole life, but he corrected his steps after his father's pace. But it was as if he couldn't get there fast enough. Soi's father took each step with care and whistled on an old tune about Spring Island and all its mountains.
The spring on Spring Mountain had been there longer than anyone on Spring Island could remember. Probably before they had escaped the mainland to the island for 400 years ago. The Spring Guardians were founded the same year the spring was found and Soi's family had guarded the spring for several generations and now it was Soi's turn to be upheld the tradition. He was the youngest of five siblings and all his sisters were already guards. Soon he would carry the traditional armour which his father and sisters all wore. It was a blue armour to represent the spring's blue water and by the hip Soi would wear a blue leather scabbard and in it lay the sword which shone like silver in the sunlight. His mother had measured and sewn him the clothes he would wear to the ceremony, when the other guards would put the armour on him and present him the sword as a token of he being worthy the burden of guarding the Spring. It was a big responsibility and he had been nervous the last few weeks if he would manage it but his father and mother and all his sisters said he was ready.
Now he was climbing the mountain up to the spring, his hands were sweating of nervosity and his long black hair kept getting in his eyes. He should have braided it like his sisters did. Every morning by the breakfast table they braided each others hair and then put a ribbon around the head to hold back the hair. Soi loved his sisters, every one of them. From a young age Soi and his sisters had been trained to succeed their father and uncle. They had been trained in sword fighting, how to throw daggers, how to use bow and arrow and to fight with their bare hands. Soi, though the youngest, had quickly advanced and was soon beyond his sisters skill in fighting. But they were older so they had joined the Spring Guardians much sooner than him. The youngest sister had joined as a guard three years ago and now all the sisters worked all day and Soi was left alone to bide his time. It wasn't fun to be the best but not being able to join. But soon it was his turn. He just had to climb this mountain first.
Soi's family were one of four to guard the Spring and Spring Mountain, Soi's family guarded the north side of the mountain and the other families guarded the south, east and west side of Spring Mountain. During this year's ceremony Soi and two other boys and one girl would be introduced to the Spring Guardians. They would stand at the edge of the spring, looking out over the spring's blue water and be dressed in the blue armour by their parents. Then they would turn around and face the other guards. The apprentices would fall to their knees, put forth their hands and the sword with the blue scabbard would be placed in their open palms. And at last, one of the apprentices would be chosen as the Spring Saviour, the one who was trusted with the responsible of saving people with the use of the spring's water with healing powers. The one that would carry the burden of choosing who needed to be treated with spring water or not.
The selection of a saviour was only held roughly every 20th year. Many had thought that one of Soi's sisters would be chosen, that they would take over their father's burden, but none had so far and this year everyone suspected that the boy from the south would be chosen. Soi hoped it would be the south boy they chose, it was scary enough to be part of the Spring Guardians.
-Soi, his father called for his attention. -It looks like there's a heavy rain coming in over us, let's seek for a hide.
The weather was ever as vicious and swift as the dangerous mountains. As his father had pointed out the rain came flushing down the mountain with a strong force. The sky hung heavy grey and black and suddenly there was a lightning and thunder. It was close. Soi and his father had hidden in one of the many small shelters that the Guardians had built together on the mountain. Another lighting and following thunder hit nearby. The rain came down so heavy that the two couldn't see more than a few steps away from the shelter. Soi squeezed his eyes, wasn't there someone out there in the storm?
-Father, Soi tugged his father's sleeve and pointed at the figure in the grey rain.
-By all mountains, his father said. -Why would anyone...
The father and his son saw the figure fall in the mud and the strong stream taking the person with it.
-Soi, stay here. Soi's father put the sword and the little dark bottle containing the sacred spring water in Soi's hands.
-Don't loose these, alright, he said before he marched into the rain and disappeared in the storm.
Soi did as he was told and waited and waited and waited. But his father didn't return and the storm didn't calm down. The wind bit the edges of the shelter and roared in the sky and the rain hit hard on the ground and the mountain was like a waterfall. Soi thought he might stay in the shelter for the rest of his life but as suddenly as it had started the rain stopped. Soi had forgotten all about the ceremony, his thoughts centered about his father.
He stepped outside of the safety of the shelter and watched the sky with weary eyes, but it looked blue and fine for the moment so he decided to find his father. He tied the scabbard around his waist and put the little bottle in his pocket and he began his search. He went to the other shelters to see if they had taken their rescue there but they weren't in any of the shelters. As the hours went by Soi wandered more aimlessly, feeling more and more sad and gloomy about ever finding his father.
Suddenly he stood before a cliff, watching over the wild ocean surrounding their little island. Soi's feet had brought him there by themselves. He begun to whistle the tune his father had whistled just that morning and he heard a weak voice from beneath.
-Help...
Soi leaned forward to see who had spoken and found his father lying on a shelf right beneath the edge of the cliff. He was badly wounded and his breathing was heavy and irregular.
-Father! Wait, I'll help you! Lie still!
Soi lied down on the ground and stretched out his hand for his father to reach. But it was too far. He stretched a little more but he still couldn't reach his father's outstretched hand. All the worry he had built up in his chest trickled down his cheeks as tears.
-I can't reach you, he said with weak voice. -I can't reach you, father.
-It's alright Soi, it's alright.
-No! No, you need me and I can't help you.
-It's alright, the others with lift me up. Right now, boy, I just need you.
Soi's father coughed and some blood came up through his mouth. Soi's eye widened with scare.
-Father, wait here, I'll get the others, he spoke quickly.
-Soi! his father called him and Soi looked anxious into his father's eyes. -Stay here, my son, stay here with me. The others can't help me now. You'll have to show them this place later, but now, you'll stay here with me, my son.
-But the water.
-These wounds are too bad to be treated with just a few drops of the water and I'll die before I reach the spring. My time has come, son.
The tears run down Soi's cheek like the rain had flowed down the mountain during the storm.
-No, he whispered.
-Listen to me now, boy. You'll have to take over the family after me, make sure that they are fine and safe...
-No!
-Yes, you'll have to. Take care of all your sisters and your dear mother. And Soi, take over after me as the Saviour.
-I can't do it!
-Son, you can. Here, take me bracelet, it will help you and protect you.
Soi's father threw the blue leather bracelet up in the air and Soi caught it.
-Father, he cried.
-I love you, son. You and your sisters and your mother, all of our family. I love you dear Soi. Now go and tell the others were I am.
For the second time that day, Soi did as he was told and wandered up the mountain while his tears run down his cheeks. When he reached the spring and saw its blue beauty, he could do nothing but cry. He fell to his knees with the scabbard and his father's bracelet in his hands, and he cried.
The funeral was held the next day and preceding it was Soi's ceremony to become a Spring Guardian and the next Spring Saviour. Instead of getting a new sword he inherited his father’s together with the blue scabbard and he kept the little bottle with spring water. Around his wrist hang the blue bracelet.

To be continued...
By J.L.Frick

The Broken Ones

Chapter 5:2 -Mountains

By lunchtime, Nebelius Silver still hadn’t returned to the camp. Ana was gritting her teeth and pulling her hair. Sassa on the other hand cleaned her nails and Soi didn’t know what to do.
-No, that’s it. I’m not going to wait any longer for him to find his way back. Soi, we’re leaving!
-But what about…
-He’s not a baby!
-Sa…
-She has her own guard, Ana cut off.
-Soi, you don’t have to worry about me. Though that’s sweet of you.
Sassa throw an airborne kiss to him.
-Yes, very sweet indeed, Ana added sourly.
A few minutes later the two were all set to go. With an uneasy feeling Soi looked back at the camp over his shoulder. Sassa didn’t seem a least bit worried. She sat leisurely in the knee of her guard, kissing his neck.
-Is it really alright to leave…
-If you utter one more word I will kill you. Is that understood.
It wasn’t really a question, but Soi nodded silently. Their journey continued for a while in silence, then Ana begun cursing and cussing Nibbles for being the unreliable jerk he always had been. Each step they took they got further and further north and closer to the threatening mountains that were hovering in front of them like a bad omen. They were always in the edge of Soi’s eyesight, bothering him.
-Do you think we’ll get any closer to the mountains before we set camp tonight?
Ana turned around and stared at him with a grim face. Soi looked nervously back at her.
-Not that, that was a question, he added mumbling.
-Are you seriously afraid of the mountains? Ana asked with an honest voice, though a bit irritated.
Soi looked up to meet her eyes.
-Yes…
-So what happened, you was having a little adventure up in some mountain and then you tripped on a pebble and fell down and broke one or two legs, making you injured for life? Ana said sarcastically.
-Something like that.
Ana stared at him.
-I was joking.
-I know.
Ana kept staring at him.
-You don’t have to tell me if you don’t have to.
-That doesn’t even make sense. Soi wrinkled his eyebrows.
-That’s because you have to tell me.
Ana looked serious right back at him.
-We’re not moving till I get the full story. I have to know if this is going to be a problem or not.
-It’s not a problem.
-Then tell me about it.
Soi sighed.
-Looks like we’ll have to stay, Ana concluded and sat down on the ground.
And they did. The camp was set up and soon a fire was burning with some game hanging over it. Soi hung with his head and looked deep into the red flames.
-I still feel that we should have stayed behind to wait for Nibbles, he said with a low voice.
-Look at it this way, you are just my guard and don’t have to care about my, Ana smirked, friends. Got it?
-I still feel…
-No! You don’t feel anything, you don’t have to feel. They are capable to take care of themselves, they are brokens.
A piercing scream echoed in the woods and Ana and Soi instantly stood up and watched around. Soi picked out his sword from the blue scabbard and prepared himself. Ana raised her staff and pointed it in front of her.
-Do you think…, Soi begun to mumble but was erupted by another scream.
It sounded like an animal, something between a wolf and a bear but with a tone of madness. Soi felt the hair on his back rise. And then there was another roar but from another direction. Soi was not one that was easily scared but with the history of the monsters fresh in his mind he couldn’t help but shudder. He had managed one out of pure luck, could he really defeat two? But this time he had Ana on his side at least.
-Ana…
-We should leave. Fast.
She limped toward Soi’s mare who stepped nervously from side to side.
-But our things?
-We don’t have time, take what’s necessary. Come on Soi!
Soi jumped up on his horse and dragged Ana up behind him. She clung to him, her mouth near his ear. Soi kicked the sides of the mare who made a scared jump forward before she lengthen her steps. Soi skilfully led the mare between the trees and avoiding rocks and bushes. From a distance he heard the monsters roar in the night, it was different now. It was closer. Soi urged the horse to move faster and looked back over his shoulder. That one second a branched ripped his face and Ana poked him in the side.
-Concentrate on getting forward, I’ll watch our back, she screamed in his ear.
-Where’re we going?
-The mountains.
Soi pulled the reins and stopped.
-What? No, Soi we can’t stop here! Get on.
Soi shook his head.
-I can’t, he uttered through his teeth. –I’ll stay.
-No, you stupid human, you’ll die. You were only lucky the first time and this time there are two of them!
-I’ll stay.
-Soi, didn’t you hear what I said?! You’ll die!
The roar closed in on them.
-Damn Soi! Look, it’s not really the mountains we’re going to, it’s a little village at the bottom of the mountain. Come on Soi, you can do it. Be the good guard you are and bloody protect me!
But Soi couldn’t move his arms or legs, his whole body shook and his breath was heavy. He couldn’t see straight and his fingers trembled. In his head he could hear man humming a familiar tune and Soi begun to hum along with the man. He could still hear the monsters roar but his head and heart were so afraid that they couldn’t move the body. In the distance he could hear Ana scream but it felt like a dream. All he could hear was that old man humming his tune and he saw only the green mountains of his home island. The wind was strong and his black hair was longer then it was now and waved in the wind. He could see the old man’s face, it was so familiar and warm, smiling. And his eyes were slanted and black.
-Damn it Soi, Ana cussed loudly and took the reins and pinched her legs tightly around the horse’s stomach. –Damn horses!
She urged the horse forward and tried to hold Soi upright. She could hear the monsters and she concentrated on fixing a barrier around them. The monsters moved in closer, running beside them, looking at their prey with glowing red eyes.
-Damn monsters! Ana cussed and flung out with her left arm and sent out a flash but missed the intended target.
And then they attacked and the horse discovered the beasts and jumped scared aside. The mare neighed afraid. Ana had a hard time to hold on, but she was still on the horse. She threw another flash and this time it was a hit and the monster disappeared in the dark. But there was one left. It was smarter than the other one and Ana could only see its red eyes in the dark. The mare had sped up the tempo and run fast, there was foam around its mouth and on its body. The nose flared open and its whites glowed in the dark.
Up ahead lights were glowing and Ana pushed the horse to run even faster. Suddenly something blocked their way and the world turned black.

To be continued...
By J.L.Frick

The Broken Ones

Chapter 5:1 -Mountains

-I’ve known Sam for a long time. We grew up together at the same orphanage. At that time we didn’t know anything about the broken ones or magic until I was scouted by another broken who took me to the Academy. I did go voluntarily as I knew I was different and things had happened at the orphanage which would have made it hard to stay any longer than I did. But Sam was left behind, he wasn’t a broken then, not that I know of anyway. I came to the Academy and was taught everything I needed to know about the brokens. And I ended up working for the Academy.
-What is the Academy?
-It is as Nibbles said, a safe haven for our kind. In Sofara our kind is welcomed with open arms but it’s not like that everywhere. So when you become a broken in hostile areas you are often driven out and are without a home, then the Academy welcome you and take care of you. It is also an institute to educate new brokens how to use their ability. It also works for different governments, so if you work for the Academy you can be sent on missions to, for example, solve conflicts or help rebuild a village after a storm. Or find new brokens.
-Does Nibbles and Sassa work for the Academy?
-No, not many of the broken does. But we all work for the Academy sooner or later, we are bound to help if the Academy request it. When I had worked there for a couple of years and raised in the grades, Sam reappeared as a new broken.
Ana reached down and grabbed a pebble which she threw into the peaceful water.
-He started to work for the Academy, just like me. But he wasn’t as powerful as me. He always tried to prove himself to be better, but no matter how hard he tried, he always was second. These last couple of years he… he didn’t improve as fast as I did. But that’s simply because his injury isn’t as serious as mine.
-His injury, you mean his missing fingers?
-I have no idea how he got injured, he never let me study his hand. And he was older when he got the injury so of course he can never be as powerful as me.
-He’s jealous.
-Probably.
She turned to face Soi and looked at him with her serious grey eyes.
-Everything I’ve told you now is confidential. You are the only one who knows about my and Sam’s history, except Sam. Nibbles doesn’t know, Sassa doesn’t either, not the Academy either.
-You don’t trust them.
-I don’t trust anyone, I was brought up that way.
-What about Sam, then?
-We grew up in the same orphanage. But I can’t trust him now.
Ana sighed and shook her head sadly.
-And me? Soi pointed at himself.
She was silent, moulding over her answer.
-You’re my guard.
-You’ve had guards before.
-None that survived.
She rose from her position and looked at the silver moon hanging in the sky before she limped back to the camp. Soi stayed behind and saw the earlier golden lake turn into silver by strokes of moonlight. He had much to think about.
Back at the camp Nibbles and Sassa were sleeping with their arms wrapped around one and other and snored sweetly. Ana stood still, watching over them like a mother.
-Should we tell them… Soi hesitated. -About Sam.
-They know he’s… alive. But not that it was him who intruded my sleep. Nibbles probably knows, he’s much more clever than he lets on.
Ana sighed and shook her head with a little smile.
-I still don’t quite know where I got him.
Soi remembered something.
-Do you still have the ring?
Ana raised both eyebrows in wonder.
-Yes, do you want it back?
-No, no, no. Keep it.
He sat down by the flickering fire and Ana followed his example and sat down on the opposite side.
-No, this won’t do. He’ll attack again and the ring is our only defence. We both need it, Ana declared.
-So we…
-We put our beds together and sleep… holding hands.
-Holding hands? Is that really necessary?
-How else then? Ana glared at him, she wasn’t happy about the option either.
-It doesn’t really need touch the skin to work, does it?
-No.
-So then it’s enough if we just sleep close together. It can protect both of us?
-Suppose so.
Soi sighed relieved and got an angry stare from Ana.
-Am I so dangerous and scary that you couldn’t even hold my hand?
-I never said…
-Oh, but I can read your body, Ana said with an angry and firm tone.
Soi’s eyes got rounder than they had ever been before and his whole body froze.
-You’re kidding, you can’t really read my body, can you?
-Of course I can! It’s not so hard you know.
-I wouldn’t know, I don’t have that kind of magic.
-Magic? Who’s talking about magic?
-So you can’t read bodies then? Then, what were you talking about?
-You sighed! As if I was something to be dreaded.
-Well, you are someone to be cautious of…
-What!
-But that’s not why I sighed, Soi quickly added.
-Then why?
Soi sighed again and pulled his black hair.
-Why? Ana demanded.
-I can’t explain. Let’s just sleep, ok?
-It’s not ok!
-Well, I don’t have any answers for you so you have to settle with that. You’re such a child sometimes!
-Hah!
Soi ignored her injured pride and took his bed made out of blankets and put it beside Ana’s. He crawled beneath the blankets and turned around to sleep. Seconds later Ana slipped into her bed with a dismayed grunt.
-You won’t survive the night, she promised sweetly.

When the sun begun to rise in the east and the birds begun to sing their morning tune, Soi woke up. Lying next to him, nose to nose, was Ana. He had never seen her this close-up before. Her eyelashes were long and blonde like grass dried by the autumn sun and her eyebrows were a shade darker. Her nose was small and pointy and freckles were scattered all over it. And her eyebrows were usually pursed and in between there was a constant wrinkle. Her lips were small, and so often stretched out to a thin line when she was mad or simply irritated. Which was almost every day.
But not now. Her face was smooth and relaxed. She looked like she was appeased with herself. Not worried about monsters, or former friends, or useless guards. She looked like a child with not a care in the world.
-I wonder how old you really are? Soi whispered to himself.
-Who wouldn’t want to know.
Soi looked surprised into Ana’s cold grey eyes.
-You’re awake.
-I woke as soon as the rhythm of your breathing changed.
Soi caught his breath.
-If you woke that easily, how could you sleep when the monster attacked us last time?
Soi’s face turned serious and steadily held her eyes with his.
-I wasn’t myself.
-You had a death wish, as Nibbles said, Soi stated.
-I wouldn’t call it…
-Ana!
Both Soi and Ana sat up to see who addressed her. Nibbles sat by the smoking fire and poked it with Ana’s staff. He faced them and there was no smile on his lips.
-You did have a death wish.
-Nebelius, it wasn’t that serious…
-Ana, don’t try to deny it. In our world, if you’re not on your toes all the time you are dead. You taught me that.
Nibbles glanced over his shoulder into the deep green forest. He clenched his fist and his eyes wavered nervously.
-Silver, what is it? Ana noticed his strange behaviour.
Nibbles turned his head back to Ana and Soi. He immediately changed his expression and smiled flirtingly.
-Oh, it’s nothing, he answered in a light tone. –I was thinking of catching some fish in the lake, do you want some?
Both Ana and Soi shook their heads.
-No? Ok then. I’ll be back soon.
And he left and walked straight into to the forest. Ana’s forehead had gotten a new wrinkle and she traced Nibbles footsteps.
-Something’s wrong.
-Why do you think so?Ana turned her eyes back to Soi and she rolled her eyes.
-He walked in the wrong direction.
-Did he? Soi leaned forward to see the direction in which Nibbles had taken. And he looked to the opposite direction where he could see the lake glimmer in the morning light.
-And, of course, he acted strange, Ana added sarcastically.
-Not stranger than usual.
Once again Soi watched in the direction where Nibbles had left. Above the high and green trees, grey and black mountains emerged like cold beasts with sharp teeth.

To be continued...
By J.L.Frick

The Broken Ones

Chapter 4:3 -Confessions

The company travelled throughout the day without any trouble. Though Soi wondered if the others knew about what had happened that night, if Ana had told them that it was Sam who had wounded him. Sam- who was supposed to be dead.
Soi himself hadn’t given it much thought. How could he be alive and why did he attack him? Wasn’t Ana and Sam friends, even if Ana herself had said otherwise her behaviour so far proved the opposite, they were close friends. Just as Nebelius had said.
Then why had he threatened Ana? She had been on the verge of tears when Soi had found her. And even in this strange world raising a dagger to attack is not the proper way to greet a friend. Soi was dumbfounded by everything that had happened in the last couple of weeks, it was more drama than he had ever lived through before on his home island. He tried to ask Ana about what had happened but the timing was never right, she seemed to avoid him.
In the afternoon they arrived to a lake with clear water. It was small and the setting sun reflected its warming light on the lake’s surface. It looked like a golden coin.
-When we reach the other side of this lake we’ll set up camp for tonight, Ana instructed the rest and walked off before the other got to complain.
Nibbles sighed deeply and stretched his stiff back. He hadn’t once left the back of his roan stallion, not even during the lunch break. He had persisted on staying mounted and had seemed anxious to get moving, unlike the other days when the breaks were the essential part of the day. Even his horse acted up, he kept stepping nervously and several times had the stallion rush away as if something had bitten its rear end. But now as Nibble yawned, the stallion relaxed as well. Nebelius turned his tired eye to Soi who led his mare. He looked at him for several minutes and Soi got a bit nervous.
-You seem a lot better than I would have expected, Nibbles said at last.
-I heal fast.
-Yes, extremely.
It was as if Nibbles eye bore a hole into Soi, who desperately tried to think out a way to escape the pressure.
-Considering that it was Ana who treated you, it’s a miracle that you survived.
Nibbles slowly smiled broadly.
-What do you mean? Soi wrinkled his eyebrows.
An arm was flung around his neck. Soi turned his eyes to the left and met Sassa’s cheeky eyes.
-She’s not, what ya call, caring, she said with a low tempting voice and looked deep into Soi’s black eyes. –But you sure look otherwise.
-Oh, he is the most caring guard of Ana’s I’ve ever met, Nibbles chipped in, not really helping Soi in the upcoming situation.
Sassa’s arm pulled Soi closer to her and her hand begun to stroke him a bit freely. He was caged.
-You don’t say, Sassa said seductively. –Tell me more.
-Well, as I connect things it looks like Ana tried to escape him in Sofara but Soi persistently hang on to her, which of course saved her life when she was attacked by a monster and Soi cut its stomach.
-You killed a monster? Sassa seemed actually surprised.
-It’s not certain that it died… Soi tried to get through but was interrupted by Nibbles who practically hung out of his saddle to be a part of the conversation.
-Oh yes, he killed it! And saved Ana, can you believe it? It’s not like she needs to be protected, really.
-Then what was she doing at the time, if she had to be saved?
-She was sleeping!
-No! You’re kidding me! She couldn’t be! Not Ana. Sassa was very thrilled by the mere thought of Ana sleeping, her face was one big sassy smile. -Oh, this Sam-business is more serious than I could have imagined. Oh, happy day!
She clapped her hands and made a little jump, like a five year-old.
-What happened next? What happened next? Tell me, tell me!
-Oh, we met up in that little village and the same night Soi was harassed by a dreamer so Ana gave him…, Nibbles voice declined dramatically and were barely a whisper. -Her ring.
Sassa gave a screech and covered her mouth with both hands.
-You mean, Sam’s ring, she whispered back equally dramatic, her eyes glowing in excitement.
-Yes, the exact one.
-Oh my, my, my. And she said that there was nothing between them, isn’t she a good liar.
Soi was left out of the conversation, completely forgotten and was equally happy to be so. It didn’t seem to be more than gossip in his ears. Apparently Ana was a big sensation among the brokens.

By nightfall they had reached the other side of the lake and they set up camp. Soon a fire was sparkling and they all gathered around it, eating in silence. Or rather, Soi would have wished it was silence but Sassa and Nibbles seemed to have found each other and sat with their heads together. Tittle-tattling and laughing by turns. Sometimes they looked up and watched either Ana or Soi or both, and burst out in annoying giggles and pointed their finger in the others direction. They acted like a pair of extremely silly girls, which could have been an amusing scene as Nibbles looked nothing like a little girl with his one-eye pirate look and hat and gloves. But as Soi knew that their gossip was about him and Ana it was more tiring than funny.
The day had been long even though Soi was completely healed the mental wound hadn’t healed yet. Sassa’s poor muscular guard seemed quite at lost what to do now that Sassa wasn’t constantly touching him in inappropriate places and he looked lonely. And Ana was lost in her own thoughts, at least that was what it looked like. She didn’t react to Nibbles and Sassa’s childish sniggers and just looked out to the lake. Perhaps it was an act to avoid any unwanted questions from Soi. But they had to talk sooner or later, Soi thought. He stood up and took Ana’s hand. She looked confused up to him
-We need to talk, he said which created another wave of giggles and oohs from the two most silliest brokens in the camp.
-What are you going to talk about? Sassa called after them and Nibbles cried with laughter.
Soi dragged Ana away from the camp and closer to the lake, and she followed unwillingly. By the shore he released her hand and turned to face her. Her eyes were their usual shade of grey but didn’t have the same edge as they usually had.
-So what do you want to talk about? She asked grumpily.
-Explain to me how Sam, who you swear is dead, end up trying to kill me? Why? No, how, no why, no how?! How come he isn’t dead?!
Soi’s frustration welled up and his words cut through Ana. She lowered her head and looked down to the ground. Her answer was merely a whisper.
-He is dead.
-He clearly is not! He tried to kill me! Unless he can live through dreams in some sort of miraculous magic way.
-He is dead, just not the usual way.
-In what other way can you be dead, I wonder, up-side-down perhaps?
-Don’t be mean. He isn’t Sam anymore, that’s what I mean.
Ana’s eyes filled with tears and sat down on the ground.
-So when Sassa asked if he was dead-dead or just dead…
Soi looked closely at Ana. He folded his legs beneath him and sat down opposite Ana.
-Sam’s considered dead-dead in terms of brokens, he’s not a broken anymore.
Ana cleared her eyes and tried to be matter-of-fact.
-What happened, I mean, he must have used magic to get you into his dream so he isn’t powerless, mustn’t he?
-No he’s not powerless, but the magic he’s using now isn’t the natural kind. He’s not a natural broken anymore, Ana said and added silently. -If he ever was.
-A natural broken?
-Didn’t Nebelius explain this to you? About the broken ones?
-Magic as a compensation for different injuries.
-Exactly, but he probably left the bad side of the story, Ana said and bit her inner lip in worry.
Soi wrinkled his forehead and looked at Ana with worried eyes as well. Worried about what was to come. Ana sighed, apparently she had decided to tell the whole story.
-The good side in the magic world are the broken ones. They have obtained magic the natural way, through injuries caused by accidents- you were born blind, you tripped and broke an arm or someone smashed your leg, Ana’s smile was strained and Soi noticed it silently. –The bad side or the evil magic is obtained from injuries you have caused consciously- you took a rock and crushed your hand, you cut off a finger.
Soi looked at Ana with fear.
-You mean they hurt themselves to get to the magic?
-Yes. But this kind of magic isn’t just called evil because the people who obtained it are stupid enough to hurt themselves but because the power they obtain is destructive for both themselves and their surroundings and the magic is addictive. Once you start to cut off a finger to get to that little rush of magic, you can’t stop. Your body will, over a period of time, transform beyond human form.
-They’ll become monsters.
-Yes.
-As the ones following us.
-Yes
-How long have you know?
-I found out just before I came to Sofara. The thing is that they only become monsters when the sun goes down. During daylight they look like us… I think. Another thing is that they only attack brokens, not normal people. This is new information for me. But I have to go back to the Academy and report about this, there is something bigger behind it all. I think there is a sect trying to create brokens that they later control.
-By create, you mean…
He wasn’t sure wanted to know the truth, but he met Ana’s eyes steadily.
-I know you have seen my leg, so you know it’s not natural, I wasn’t born this way, someone made me this way. For all I know, I have limped since I was a baby.
She hit her leg in anger.
-You mean someone… Soi was sickened
-Yes, someone smashed my left leg to pieces when I was still an infant.
Tears begun to trickle down her already tear swollen cheek, but her voice was steady and unaffected.
-That’s horrible.
She blew her nose and brushed off the teardrops. She faced him with a serious face.
-Yes, but in this world of magic some are willing to break rules and bones to get their hands on the most powerful forces. Like it was with me, they take an infant and damage it some way.
-That’s disgusting, to injure small children just to possess some magic.
-It is. But it isn’t just any kind of magic, you know that the earlier the damage is created the more powerful the child will become later in life. If you could possess someone like that you could rule the world the world if you wanted to. So far, I don’t think anyone has succeeded to create a real broken. Anyway, Sam…
-Sam’s a monster, Soi realised.
-Yes, but I don’t know for how long yet.

To be continued...
By J.L.Frick

The Broken Ones, map

This is a map of the world where the story of the Broken Ones is placed. All cities haven't been named yet, but that is simply because I haven't figured out what to name them yet. I'll put up another drawing when it's completely finsihed. Until then I hope you'll enjoy this one.

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//J.L.Frick

The Broken Ones

Chapter 4:2 -Confessions

Soi could feel the cold metal on his skin and he looked into the crazy green eyes of his attacker. And he smiled.
-Do you think that just because this is your dream you got to decide?
Sam frowned his forehead and looked confused at Soi, which gave him enough time to get a grip around Sam’s wrist and pushed him off. Sam looked up at Soi who stood before him with a surprised expression. In Soi’s hand lay the silver dagger.
-You might be a broken or whatever, but you’re not a soldier and I care this much for magic.
Soi held up his hand and showed with the distance between his thumb and index finger.
Both Sam and Ana stared at Soi.
-Ana, come on.
He stretched out his hand to her and she slowly got up on her feet. She limped to him and took his hand.
-Let’s get back, Soi said and smiled to her.
She smiled faintly back at him, her eyes tearing and her body shivering in relief. They turned their backs on Sam.
A mistake.
With a roar he got up and attacked.
-I told you to stay away!
Soi instantly pushed Ana behind him and faced his opponent who came rushing with another dagger held over his head, ready to strike.
When he passed out he heard Sam’s voice whispering “I might not be a soldier, but I sure can throw a dagger. Did you think I’d only carry one?” and Ana’s screaming.

When he woke up he was back in the camp, looking up at the moon. Someone was holding his hand tightly and he turned his head slightly to see who it was. Ana was crouched over him, her head held up by her knee and her eyes closely shut. In the moonlight she looked like she was a small child around twelve with her long hair hanging in the way. Soi tried to sit up but a sharp pain stopped him and he groaned.
-You’re awake, Ana looked at him with strange tired eyes.
-Yes…
-How are you, how do you feel, I was afraid that you were stuck there, does it hurt anywhere, can you move your arm?
-Stuck? Where?
-You know… there.
-What do you mean stuck?
-You’ve been out for two days.
-What! I have? Why would I…
-You were injured, Ana gulped loudly. –How do you feel? I think it will heal eventually, I’ve tried to stop it from being infected, I think I succeeded but it still looks kind of bad, you’ll probably have a scar. I’m sorry it’s all my fault, I’m so sorry.
Soi pulled down his shirt to see the damage, his left arm was covered with bandage and he begun to unwrap it.
-Stop! What are you doing? Ana tried to hinder him.
-I must see how serious it is.
-You probably will get some powers from it.
Ana had a big wrinkle on her face and her eyes were sad.
-That’s not what I meant. Can you go and get my bag? he asked.
Soi got up and staggered a bit unsecure on his feet to the lit fire. The other camp members slept soundly and didn’t wake up when he accidently tipped a kettle. By the fire he saw the wound clearly. It was bad, it was infected and was feverish red and irritated. When he poked it yellow pus came flowing out from the wound. Ana returned with his bag and grimaced when she saw the injury.
-I probably didn’t take care of it very well, she said with a guilty face.
-It could have been worse.
Soi smiled at her and took the bag from her with his healthy arm. He held it upside down and emptied it of all his stuff.
-Look for a tiny dark bottle, he said to Ana.
They began to search among his belongings. Ana found a bracelet made out of skin twinned together with a small blue rock intertwined in the middle.
-Is this yours? She asked and held it up.
-Does that look like a bottle to you? Soi answered and took the bracelet away from her.
-No, sorry.
-Ah, found it.
Soi hold up the small dark bottle and bit the tap and opened it up.
-What is it? Ana asked curious.
-Wait and see, Soi answered and gulped down some of its liquid.-Watch.
He nodded in the direction of his wounded arm and Ana watched it carefully. Slowly it healed and soon there was no evidence that there even had been a cut. It left no scares or even a bruise.
-What happened? What just happened? Ana stared at the arm. –How? It’s not possible.
-It just water, Soi smiled silly at her.
-Water!?
-Yes, it’s water from… no, I can’t tell you.
-Why not?
Soi looked at Ana, she looked like a little curious child anxious to be a part of the secret.
-You’re not qualified to know.
-What?! I’m not qualified? Ana raised her voice in anger.
From his tent, Nibbles looked out with tired eyes.
-What’s going on? He yawned.
-He says I’m not qualified! Ana yelled upset and pointed her finger at Soi.
Nibbles clipped with his one eye sleepily.
-Hi Soi, nice to see that you’re up. But qualified for what? He asked indifferent.
-For…
Soi quickly covered her mouth with his hand.
-It’s not your secret to tell, he whispered urgently in her ear.
Their eyes met and Ana’s were round of surprise. But slowly she nodded and Soi released her.
-For riding alone, Ana called out to Nebelius.
-Of course you’re not, you can’t even walk in a straight line, Nibbles mumbled in return and turned around.
Soi released a breath he didn’t know he was holding.
-We should get some sleep before we start in the morning, he said with a low voice to not wake any other.
He packed down the bottle in his bag again, took the bag and returned to his bed. Before he fell asleep he could hear Ana moving around in the camp.

-Rise and shine, slowpokes!
Soi was hit by a water bottle and he sat up and rubbed the back of his head. He watched the camp with weary eyes. It was gone, everything was packed up and both horses were saddled and ready. A few meters away Nibbles sat, also rubbing his head. Soi wasn’t the only one hit by a water bottle in the early morning. Ana stood by the horses, accompanied by Sassa and her guard. Both girls were annoyingly alert and awake. Ana with her eyes shining bright, crossed arms and nervously stamping foot. Sassa was draped over her guard, touching him freely. It was the first time Soi saw her in the sunlight. She was stilled dressed in black leather, her hair was equally long as Ana’s but it was black as coal and she was a fully grown woman about the same age as Soi. When they stood side by side, Ana and Sassa were contrasts of each other. Sassa was appeared to be more spirited than Ana, though Soi knew Ana had strong will, it was like Sassa was more free. Soi could understand why she was called Sassy, just as Nebelius was called Nibbles.
Ana caught him staring at Sassa and she gave him the evil eye.
-Your eyes will fall if you keep gawking, she said and suddenly another water bottle hit his head. –You’re wasting my time.
She turned and limped away from their former camp, taking his mare with her.
-Hey, that’s my horse!
-So come and get it. We’re leaving now.
She kept walking and Sassa and her guard followed behind. Soi just blinked at them with an open mouth. Suddenly an arm draped his shoulder and Nibbles put his mouth close to Soi’s ear.
-Mooorning, he said with a sleepy voice and kissed Soi’s ear.
-Ah!
Soi quickly got away from Nebelius and picked up his blankets.
-What? Nibbles asked with sullen face. –What did I do?
Soi rolled his eyes and didn’t answer.

To be continued...
By J.L.Frick

The Broken Ones

Chapter 4:1 -Confessions

-My life was a mess even before we met, so don’t take all the credit.
Soi tried to smile at her but she didn’t return it.
-You know, Nibbles was right, I’m not a common sight in these parts of the world. I doubt you have seen eyes like mine before, no matter how well travelled you are, Ana.
Their eyes met and Ana was the first to look away.
-No, I haven’t.
-With my looks I stand out and am bound to end up in some sort of mess anyway. The first mess was the one I created for myself. I was young and adventurous, took out a small boat out on the sea and thought I could handle it. But I ended up in a storm and got lost a sea, I almost starved to death when a cargo ship picked me up. And so I ended up in Sofara. I don’t know the way home, otherwise I would have returned long ago.
-If it’s any comfort, I don’t know the way home either. I grew up on an orphanage.
-At least you know where it is, right?
-Not only are you a bad guard, you’re also bad at comforting.
Ana glared down at Soi and he smiled weakly.
-You can’t be good at everything.
-You’re not good at anything.
-You’re still alive, aren’t you?
Ana snorted in response and in the corner of her mouth hid a smile.
-So, why have you been so…
-Edgy?
-Mmm, Soi agreed faintly.
-Let’s just call it nightmares.
-Nightmares?
Soi looked up at Ana who dangled with her right leg in the air, just like a little girl. Ana sighed and met his black eyes with her own grey which seemed to contain centuries of knowledge. Soi couldn’t grip that this young girl was such a know-how, not when she sat there with her blonde hair let loose and her cheeks red from tears.
-Do you need to know every little detail of my life? She said and raised one eyebrow.
-No, no, just wondered if there was anything I could do to help, Soi quickly tried to restore some pride.
-No, you can’t, Ana said firmly. –Help me down, will you?
She held out her hand which he took and she jumped off the rock and he caught her in the fall. He gave her the staff and she limped toward the camp.
-Are you ok now? He watched her tiny back.
She stopped and breathed in slowly and let out a long sigh.
-I’m fine.

They returned to the camp.
It was a wreck, all the blankets and their cooking devise were scattered across the camp and covered in moss and dirt. The horses stepped nervously with their whites showing. In the middle, around the fire, Nibbles and Sassa with her muscular guard were seated.
-What happened? Was there a monster? Soi watched the surrounding trees, anticipating another attack.
Nibbles and Sassa lowered their heads and didn’t answer.
-No, Ana answered instead. –They had their usual fight, that’s what happened.
She pointed at Nibbles and Sassa whose cheeks reddened.
-They’re like small children that can’t be left alone for three seconds.
Ana glowered at the two.
-At least you could have tidied up a bit.
-We did, but then we fought again, Sassa said and grimaced at Nibbles who raised his hand…
-Don’t you dare make another move! Ana raised her voice only by a little but Nibbles looked like she had yelled at him.
-Sorry, he said faintly and lowered his hand and eyes.
-So, are you going to fix this or not? Ana spread her arm across the scattered camp.
-Yes, both Sassa and Nibbles answered like diligent schoolkids.
They rose from their position and begun to pick up things, one at a time. Ana sighed deeply.
-Oh, this is a waste of my time. I’ll do it.
Ana closed her eyes, her forehead got a small wrinkle between her blonde eyebrows and her mouth was pursed in concentration.
-What are you doing? Soi asked but got hushed by both Nibbles and Sassa.
-Keep absolutely still, Sassa hissed.
Confused, Soi did as he was told.
And things began to move. Their blankets hovered above the ground and shook off leaves and moss. Their temporarily set up kitchen by the fire was set up again by itself, their frying pan came flying from behind a rock and landed in the fire. Nibbles one man-tent appeared and flied with high speed into Nibbles back so he stumbled a few steps, before it was set up. Sassa tried to duck for a saddle but was hit by a water bottle instead. In just a few seconds the camp was restored to its former state.
-You can move now.
Soi turned around and watched the whole camp.
-Where’s my sword? He asked.
Ana glared at him and something hard hit him in the back of his head.
-There it is, she said.
Soi looked down at his blue scabbard that lay on the ground.
-Thank you.
There was a moment of silence.
-Let’s sleep then, Nibbles cut in and crawled into his re-established one man-tent.
And Soi tried to sleep, but Ana kept troubling his mind. What did she mean with “let’s call it nightmares”? Wasn’t it nightmares? While the passing night swirled around in his head Soi span the ring Ana had given him between his fingers. Sam’s dream ring. Eventually he fell asleep.

-No, no, nooooo!
Soi sat up and looked around.
-Someone screamed, he said to himself.
-It’s Ana.
It was Nibbles that had answered him, he and Sassa sat by Ana where she slept. But Ana wasn’t sleeping, she was tumbling around, moving constantly and screaming. Soi crossed the camp in a few steps and kneeled beside Ana. Her face was covered in sweat and her eyes were firmly closed. Her forehead was in deep frowns and her lips were pursed, her breath was strained.
-What is it? Is she sick or something? Soi got nervous just watching her.
-I don’t think that is it, Nibbles answered sadly. –It’s nightmares, very authentic ones.
-Oh, is it a dreamer, you think? Sassa didn’t seem to be concerned but rather watched Ana’s struggle with genuine interest.
Nibbles didn’t answer but pursed his lips and scratched his beard, his eyes closely observed Ana’s every movement. Ana moved again and her mouth fell open, she panted heavily. She whined and her body shook.
-Is there anything we can do?
-Not if there’s a dreamer on the move, Sassa said gladly with a sparkle in her eye. –She’ll probably die.
-But… the ring!
Soi took off the ring from his finger and looked at it. Nibbles and Sassa watched him carefully. Soi turned to Nibbles with panic in his eyes.
-Do you think it will help? He asked.
-Is that what I think it is? Is that… Sassa leaned in closer to Soi to observe the ring.
-Yes! It should, I hope, Nibbles exclaimed and met Soi’s eyes, he equally frightened. –Please try. Soi took the ring and Ana’s hand, and slowly put the ring on her finger. And he was sucked into her dream.

He woke up at the same place where had been attacked last time. The fire was sparkling and lit up the dark room. He was on the bed and looked up at the roof above the bed. How did he get here? It wasn’t like he had meant to end up here. And then he heard her voice, screaming. He sat up and saw Ana cornered by the man with the silver dagger. She seemed so afraid, her eyes on the brick of tears, holding out one hand in front of herself to defend herself.
-Your magic doesn’t work here, Ana, the man said sweetly but chillingly cold.
-Please, don’t do this, Ana’s voice trembled and she fell on her knees.
-I won’t hurt you, Ana, the man said but Soi doubted his words.
-Then please, put away the dagger, please.
The man held up the dagger in light and it reflected the fire.
-Do you remember, Ana, you gave it to me. And I was so happy…
-Please Sam, please…
-I said, do you remember?! The man raised his voice and the dagger.
-Wait, you’re Sam?
Soi unconsciously spoke and his presence was revealed. The man with the silver dagger slowly turned around and watched Soi with surprise.
-Soi, Ana whispered weakly.
Sam’s eyes narrowed by Ana’s words.
-Soi. What are you doing here? How did you get into my dream?
-I don’t…
He didn’t get to finish his sentence before Sam was over him with the dagger at his neck.
-I told you to stay away from Ana, Sam whispered in Soi’s ear.
-Oh, so it what her you meant.
-Well, it doesn’t matter now, as you’re about to die, Sam smiled viciously showing his teeth.

To be continued...

By J.L.Frick

The Broken Ones

Chapter 3:3 -Dreams

Soi woke up the next morning to the sound of low voices whispering urgently. Ana and Nebelius sat with their heads together, with serious faces whispering their conversation.
-This is strange, you know it’s strange, Nebelius.
-I know, but we have to take this opportunity and move as fast as we can. This break won’t last long. You know what they say about the calm before the storm, we have to be prepared. Something big is moving and we can’t sit and wait it out.
-Yes, yes. But it’s irritating to be kept in the dark. And what is even more vexing is that I think Sofara’s mayor might be correct in his judgement.
There was a pause and Soi opened his eyes a little to see the two.
-Do you think Sassy…? Nibbles asked.
-Definitely not, she won’t side with us, Ana answered decidedly.
-Then what shall we do about this? Nebelius nodded his head in direction of the south.
-She’ll come forward sooner or later, just let her be. No, I’m more worried about the lack of attacks and Sam. But there is nothing we can do about it from here.
The horses moved nervously and Ana fell silent.
-Do you think? Nibbles asked.
-No.
She rose from her position.
-We should get moving. Awake Soi. I’ll be back soon, be ready by then.
Soi closed his eyes quickly and soon felt Nibbles poke him with his foot and Soi tried to glare at him.
-Awake, you sleeping soldier, Nebelius said without enthusiasm. –Your mistress wish us to be ready to leave in five minutes. She’s a warlord, you should change mistress.
-I was assigned to her, there’s nothing I can do.
-You could kill yourself.
-It’s not that bad, Soi was appalled.
-It was a joke, Nebelius explained but his face was still grave. –But it would be rather fun to witness, so if you ever consider it please tell me beforehand. I could assist.
-I think we should pack up.
Soi moved away from Nebelius.
When Ana returned the camp was fixed and Soi had already mounted his mare and waited anxiously. He reached down to receive her hand and pulled her up.
-Aren’t you anxious like a teenager? Nibbles, what did you do? Ana watched Nibbles from the corner of her eye.
-I didn’t kiss him, if that’s what you’re implying.
Ana rolled her eyes.
Throughout the day, Soi kept their conversation in his mind. He couldn’t piece it together but he thought it strange that they hadn’t said anything about the fact that they were being followed. And what about the monsters? Ana had said that there were plenty of them but he had only seen one and that was the one he had cut up. Soi kept looking backwards to see any pursuers.
-What are you doing? Ana asked irritated when he for the eleventh time turned his head back. She had a little wrinkle between her eyebrows and her mouth was slightly stretched, her eyes flashing dangerously.
-Didn’t you say we were being pursued? Soi whispered back to her.
-That is something you don't have to bother about, that is my and Nibbles problem.
-But I’m your guard.
Ana laughed heartily.
-Yes, and what a fine guard you are. You don’t have to worry about this bug, she’s not foolish enough to attack us. She knows better than that.
-Bug?
-Yes, a black leather dressed bug who’s irritating to death.
-What about the monsters then?
-I thought I already told you that they don’t move in the daylight? Honestly, can’t you remember such a little detail?
-Do you have to talk down to me?
-I’m sorry, did I hurt your feelings? Aren’t you grown-up enough to take it?
Ana glared at Soi and he sighed.
-Just give up, Soi, she’s looking for a reason to quarrel, Nibbles supported him.
-Who asked you?! Ana cried.

The next days passed in a similar way. Ana got more and more touchy and tried to pick fights with both Soi and Nibbles and soon her moodiness rubbed off the other two.
On the seventh evening it escalated. The meal was over and the silence was thick. Suddenly the bushes on the south side of the camp moved and they all became very still.
-Is it the monster? Soi asked nervously.
Neither Ana nor Mr Silver answered him. But then they both relaxed and got on with what they were doing.
-No, Ana said shortly.
Soi waited for her to continue but she didn’t say another word.
-Then what is it? He asked irritated.
Nibbles watched him with a silly and irritated smile on his lips.
-You’re right Ana, he does ask a lot of questions.
Something in his voice made Soi nervous and he remained silent throughout the evening. When he finally fell sleep around midnight he slept restlessly and woke up several times but he didn’t dream anything. He felt a bug crawling on his blanket, he heard an owl hooting in the distance or a cloud blocked the moon. There many things that bothered him. All the unanswered questions were swirling around in his head. What were these monsters? Who was Nebelius Silver? What was the Academy? Who was Sam? What was stalking them? What was the Broken Ones really? And the question that took up most space in his confused mind was who was Ana?

When it was his time to guard, it didn’t take long before he begun imagining things. Was it a snake rattling in the bushes or something else? Was it the wind or an animal howling in the distance? Something was glowing between the trees, wasn’t it? The glowing light came closer and closer. Soi didn’t know if to wake Ana up or not. His heart pounded and his mind was buzzing. It was definitely something creeping up closer to their camp. Soi reached for his sword and opened his mouth to wake Ana. But too late.
Something large and black came flying over him. But it wasn’t a monster.
-Oh, Sammy dearest, missed me much?
A tall woman dressed completely in black leather was striding him. She had black hair and dark eyes. She had a sassy smile on her lips and when she saw that it wasn’t Sam she was striding her smile broadened. She flipped her hair and smacked her lips.
-Well hello.
-Get off him, Sassa.
Ana had woken up by the tumult and watched the two as she leaned on her elbow and supported her tired head.
-Oh, are you here? The woman said with false surprise.
-As you didn’t know. Get off him.
Ana was clearly annoyed but the woman ignored her.
-He’s pretty, rather handsome. He’s a broken?
-No.
Ana’s grey eyes narrowed.
-Then…
-My guard.
The woman laughed.
-Your guard? You, have a guard! Fancy that. What about Sam then? Does he approve? Or has he left you yet? Is your guard the same kind as mine?
-Sassy, shut up! Nibbles had woken up as well.
-Oh, Nibbles, you’re here as well?
-Where else would he be? Ana snorted.
-Isn’t this a nice gathering. Feels like old times except… where’s Sam?
-He’s dead.
-Oh, the woman answered rather disappointed.
There was a short silence. Then the leather covered woman insensitively asked:
-Oh, is he dead dead or just “dead”?
-What does it matter?
-What does she mean? Soi asked confused and tried to gently push the woman off him. –Dead dead or “dead”?
-He’s dead, ok?! Ana yelled and stood up, her eyes tearing. –He’s not coming back, that’s what it means!
-Ana, Nibbles uttered softly.
-No! Do not pity me, it’s his fault! His fault… Her voice broke and tears flooded her cheeks. She grabbed her staff and marched off, limping heavily. The silence was thick.
-Oops, hit a soft spot it seems. The woman smiled broadly –Made my day.
-Sassy, shut up and get off Soi.
Nebelius was vexed and glared with his one eye at the black clothed woman. The woman dismounted Soi deliberately slowly, her mouth twisted into a wry smile.
-I’m so sorry to have bothered you, she said. –But there is nothing I love better than to annoy Ana. She’s such a stuck-up and a bore so she deserves it, and she’s so cute when she’s mad. Like a little doll. A crying doll, to be correct.
The woman stood up and stretched out her hand to Soi.
-I’m Sassa, and this is my guard, she said and proudly presented a man who stood with a lit lantern in the outskirts of the camp. –Isn’t he handsome? Has tons of muscles and is otherwise well equipped, I think I have outdone myself this time. He’s such a catch.
-You don’t really need a guard, Sassy, Nibbles pointed out.
-You could say he guard my needs, Sassa smiled sassy. -I sure have a lot of those.
Soi lost all colour on his face.
-She’s called Sassy for a reason, Nebelius informed Soi.
-And mr Nebelius here is called Nibbles for a reason as well, Sassa retorted.
In Soi’s perspective Ana was the sanest one of the broken ones he’d met so far. And not even she was entirely normal.
-I think I should go and check on Ana, Soi said.
-Oh, please, she can look after herself, it’s not like she was born yesterday, Sassa cried out. –Stay and have fun with me instead.
She smiled invitingly.
-Sassy, he isn’t that kind of guard. He’s a real guard.
-Are you sure? I mean, he’s even alive. Doesn’t she usually kill them off?
Soi left the two broken to themselves and swiftly departed the camp.

It was still dark but the moon hung high in the sky and lit the woods. He could hear the river rush and walked in its direction. On a large rock Ana sat with her legs hanging over the ground and with her head in her hands. Beside the rock the staff stood tilted. Her body quivered as she cried and she looked so small. Like a child, the little girl she was.
-Ana? He asked carefully.
She dried her eyes clean from tears and turned around. In the moonlight Soi could see that her cheeks were redden and new tears begun to fall.
-What? She said, even her voice was weaker than usual, sounding tired.
-How are you?
-Fine, just need to be alone. You can go back, you don’t have to guard me, you know.
-I know.
He sat down beneath the rock, beside her staff.
-Can’t you just tell what’s going on? I understand that you are upset about Sam’s death but this was just the top of the iceberg. You have been on your toes for days.
-I’m sorry.
She shook her head slowly.
-What are you sorry for?
-The mess I’ve dragged you into.

To be continued...
By J.L.Frick