The Braedsen Village Chronicles VIII

It All Comes together................


~Partings And Meetings~


It was absolute uproar. Brethren were fighting Bandits, left and right. All was confusion.
Genna, K.M., and Sr. Christian could only huddle down beneath trees and try not to get hurt. Keitha was frantically trying to untie her hands, but the knots were quite well tied.
"If you had only tried to escape fewer times, then they probably wouldn't have tied us up", was Genna unhelpful remark.
Keitha just glared at her, and continued more vigorously in her efforts.
Sr. Christian then walked up to Keitha, turned and untied Genna, then untied Keitha. They both just looked at her confused.
"How.."
Keitha didn't get to finish asking her question because just then the body of a bandit came crashing down on her. She threw it off and began kicking it before Genna exclaimed, "Stop that, Keitha! He's already dead."
So Keitha left him there and ran into the midst of the fighting, picking a few weapons off the fallen as she ran.
"I sometimes can hardly believe that she is my sister. She'll get herself killed!" Genna said disconsolidly before hiding behind a tree as another body flew at them. This time however it was a live body and he said, " So sorry Mi'lady..... Sister." before rushing back into the fray.
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Rosetta had felt his presence before she'd seen him. It was the priest. He had her cornered.
"Hello my pesky gypsy. It seems that you have gotten careless. Have you not been sacrificing to the devil recently?"
"I never did you horrible man! You would know if you bothered to pay any attention that I would never do anything like that. I didn't choose to see the future, and I didn't choose to be a gypsy." Rosetta was truly afraid, and only prayed that he might be brought to kill her quickly.
"I am going to enjoy this immensely." Was his cruel reply. He didn't have any intention of giving her a painless death.
Rosetta thought desperately.
"If I can just lure him away from the trap door at the bottom of the wagon then I might be able to escape into the forrest."
She slowly circled the unholy father, getting him to move with her. Trying to make him think that she was headed for the doorway.
"So now that you have me. What do you plan to do to me? I'd like to know what kind of death I can expect.... Surely you can grant me that at least."
The Sadistic man was only too delighted to comply to her wish.
"Well, first I plan to tie you up very tightly, and bind you mouth so that you cannot call out to the devil, or whoever else may be wandering nearby. Then, I shall build a fire, and roast you slowly over it, to give you a taste of what you can expect when your soul is no longer on earth. I will proceed to give you cuts all along your freshly burned.... You &%@^~#* WENCH!"
Rosetta had succeeded in getting out of the wagon and through the trap door faster than she had thought herself capable. All to soon, however, she heard him fast behind her.

A shriek pierced the air; full of pain and agony.
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Duard had formed a detatchment of his best men, and still they were having a hard time with the bandits. There was much confusion, and Duard thought he had seen a woman fighting somewhere. The fight lasted longer than expected, but the last of the bandits was eventually caught; none had escaped. After seeing to that the wounded were being cared for, Duard went in to visit the bandit leader.
"Who gave you orders to spy on the Brethren?"
Duard wasn't about to mince his words.
"We just came here because the land was rich. We have no orders."
The Bandit leader must think the Brethren were stupid if he thought they'd believe that.
"You were encircling our barracks for a week, and the minute you capture some of our men you decide to head out. You must think that we are very stupid if you think we'd believe that you weren't sent by someone. So I'll ask you again, and keep in mind that your answer may decide your fate... Who sent you?"
The bandit leader looked away and refused to speak.
"Soldier let's make things a little less comfortable for......."
Brother Sean came in suddenly.
"Sorry to disturb you sir, but I thought you should be informed that the bandits had prisoners other than our men. He had women prisoners..... and a dog, it seems."
"Did you ask them if they heard the bandits say anything regarding where they came from?"
"Well, no sir, I was busy with.."
"Take me to them."
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Danio loved the open road. In fact, the only thing he liked better was beer and good cheer! Danio had been the leader of 'Danio's troubladors' ever since his father, Danio the First had died. Troupe members had come and gone, and most of the members of his current troupe were fairly young. Danio sat back and looked at them as they sat around the campfire. There was Solomundo the acrobat currently juggling, Kevintello the high-wire and trapeze artist juggling with him. Wondeyego the animal tamer was poking at a pheasant that was roasting over the fire, and Damio the magician was warning him that he'd burn himself.(Which he did) Helen the fair was preening, and Michaelangelo the strongman was trying to explain to her how he understands her difficulties, seeing as how they were both so really really ridiculously good looking and all. And
Danio.... Danio was the Master of Ceremonies. He also told fortunes and gambled whenever he could. Some people had accused him of pickpocketing, but Danio had never been proven guilty.
He smiled now as he thought of how far they'd all come. Throughout the land, problems were arising, and so far they had been really lucky. His attention was brought back to his troupe when he heard Helen say, "I most certainly not put an 'O' on the end of my name! I like it just how it is." Helen looked like she was trying not to laugh as Kevintello made his quirky answer.
Danio had been thinking lately that it may be a good idea for he and Kevintello to put together some sort of comedy routine. Ever since their old clown had died the show had been without one. There really was no NEED for a comedy act; so far every town they had come to hadn't minded a bit, but.... the show just wasn't the same without a little bit of humor in it. Although, from a stranger's perspective, the show was humorous enough what with the odd persons who were part of it.
Danio didn't have an outsiders perspective.
Danio was meditating on the numerous possibilities, Kevintello was trying to convince Helen that she needed to learn to walk the tightrope, Damio was beginning to snore, and Solomundo, Wondeyego and Michaelangelo were eating pheasant when they all heard a loud ear piercing shriek.

There you go Guys. What WILL happen next???? OOOooooooooh.......