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Introductions and Revelations

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This is a scene from my story based off the Highlander universe I'm working on where my OC Halla who has been stuck as a slave by a slightly psychotic man. A foreigner arrives in town one day and he turns out to be the immortal known as Methos. To anyone that knows Methos the reason his hair is kinda long in this is because this takes place in 819 and I figured he's still be sporting somewhat lengthy hair like most men around that time. This isn't a romance either to any of those wondering. This piece is a slightly modified version of the scene because I didn't want to get too graphic but if anyone has questions I'll happily answer them.

UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES STEAL MY STORY OR CHARACTER!
METHOS BELONGS TO THE CREATORS OF HIGHLANDER!

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The foreigner sneaks out of his room in the middle of the night and treads down to the room he can feel his quarry is hiding. Hearing muffled sounds coming from the room. It sounds like....oh like a tryst. A rather undesired one by the threats. He decides to wait this out a while to see what will come of this. After maybe another hour or so, the door opened to reveal his host. The imposing Nordic man, Hans Dagrson, grins and laughs at something the person inside snarls. He shuts the door barring it from the outside. Wiping his hands on his trousers, leaving bloody streaks, he wanders off presumably to his own quarters.

 

Now curious, his quarry still inside, he unbars the door and is struck by the both the sight and the buzz of the quickening. He quickly recovers from the second but the first still leaves him unsure of his footing. Inside the barren room is a young slender woman with short bloody hair and fierce icy blue eyes covered in blood and bruises lying on a bed of furs. She was frozen in place by the force of the quickening hitting her, her shock perhaps indicating it was her first. He closed the door and approached hand on the hilt of his sword. It would be too easy to claim the head of this defenseless girl and be gone again.

 

She growls threateningly as he steps closer, eyes flashing with defiance even now. He pauses to look her over critically. She has wounds slowly beginning to heal, making her a young immortal, and the garb of a slave. Her brown tunic had more blood soaked into it then from just this one session. Apparently Hans must make use of her frequently. Watching him warily she moves back wincing in pain but making no sound. She backs herself against a wall she glares at him and bares her teeth in a snarl. He makes no advance, fingers dancing across the hilt in thought as he decides what to make of this.

 

At his hesitation, her eyes glance at his blade then back to him quickly. He could see it in her eyes, she was afraid but also something more. There that's it, that fiery ice for eyes, oh yes she is trying to calculate how to kill him and make a run for freedom. She wouldn't stand a chance, she knows it but that's not going to stop her from trying. This... amuses him. His slight smirk, the tiniest of facial movements sets the girl on edge even further. She's learned to fear such expressions.

 

"What's your name?" He questions for perhaps the first time in a millennia.

 

At the sound of his voice she freezes un-answering as if waiting for his attack. He sighs in annoyance "I know you can speak woman. Is this your native tongue or do I have to switch to Latin?"

 

Her hesitant reply comes with wary looks "This one." Her voice would be pretty if it wasn't laced with so much aggression and fear.

 

"Good, now what's your name?"

 

"Hans will kill you." She's expecting something, stalling trying to figure it out.

 

He watches her with growing curiosity "Is he in the habit of killing guests over a bed slave?"

 

"If anyone but him touches me, yes." She has some difficulty saying it but it rings true.

 

"Are you going to tell me your name or not?"

 

"No."

 

"Do you know what you are?"

 

"Cursed."

 

"No, you're not cursed. You're an immortal."

 

"What?"

 

"I don't have time to explain here. Come with me."

 

She looks at him mistrustfully and hugs the wall tighter. He sighs exasperated and crouches down by the end of the furs to look her in the face. At this movement something in her shuts down. Her face loses all expression and turns to stone in countenance. On closer inspection her hair isn't bloody, it actually is blood red. He watches this quizzically. "Listen, I'm giving you one chance. I'll kill Hans and you can be free."

 

She growls "I'm going to kill him!"

 

"Fine... just come with me." He holds out a hand for her.

 

Through clenched teeth, she breaths heavily staring at his proximity. Though he is expecting something she still somehow takes him off guard by bursting right into him, pulling out his dagger and stabbing him in the side. He starts swearing in another language and before she makes it to the door has his sword out and at her throat. She freezes barely breathing clutching the bloody dagger desperately.

 

"You're lucky. That can't kill me." He warns as his wound heals.

 

"Who are you?!" She demands louder then she had been before.

 

"Death. Now shh." He quiets her as she looks at him with surprise.

 

He slowly backs away from her and lowers his blade. "Now listen carefully, we're out of time. Hold on to that dagger for now if you wish. I'm going to leave now and we are going to act like this never happened. Next time you see me you'll be free of Hans Dagrson."

 

She nods in disbelief as he sheaths the sword and exits the room. She looks at the blade in her hand and wipes it on her already ruined tunic. She goes and hides it in the furs, leaving her with only her thoughts and exhaustion.

 

As he leaves the room he makes his way cautiously back to his own wondering what in the hell has come over him and what he is doing.

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kaylynnkelso's avatar
Wow nice story