Chapter 4

Caleb took his time, giving the girl time to think carefully about giving up the information he wanted. He looked at himself in the mirror he had in his hand and studied the scar on his face. He once had the mark of nobility, but after being banished for something he hadn’t done, he swore revenge against the system that had turned against him. He had tried getting the others to join him, but only a few would. He had attempted to remove the mark, leaving his head scarred. He frowned slightly and then stood. It was time to get the information he needed.

            He got to the tent and looked at Emir, “You can go; I’ll take things from here.” He said. Emir looked at him and then nodded, standing up. Once Emir was out of the tent, he walked over to Emma. “Now, are you going to tell me what I want to know?”

            Emma looked at him, “I’m not telling you anything. You would see Pasiva destroyed…” she said.

            “Destroyed? No, I would see Pasiva renewed.”

            “You would kill people to do that. I personally don’t want to live in a world created by death and pain.”

            “Death and pain are a part of life.” He said, “I’m just helping life move forward.”

            “I want no part of this, no part of this at all.” Emma said, “You won’t get help from me.”

            “No?” He asked, “Well, we’ll see about that…” he said, walking to a small table where he grabbed a knife. He walked back over, “now, are you sure you don’t want to talk?”

            She looked at the knife, then at him. “I told you, I’m not going to tell you anything. You can torture me and threaten me with death, but I am not going to tell you a word.”

            “Why are you protecting the people who banished you?” he asked.

            “I’m not, I’m protecting my people from you and your so called methods of changing the kingdom.” She snapped at him. “I’m not giving you information that could result in the death of innocents.”

            “Innocents?” he asked, with a short and sharp laugh. “There is no such thing.” He said, bringing the knife close to her face. “Now, are you going to talk?”

            “I’m not going to talk.” she said, sounding much braver than she felt.

            “What a shame…you had such pretty features…” he commented, taking the knife to her face.

            Outside the tent Emir had been listening, he grimaced hearing the girl’s screams. He closed his eyes, going to walk away from the tent, but it didn’t help. No matter where he went he could hear her. He never had been a violent person himself, he had never participated in the ‘missions’ that the captain had gone on. He sighed, feeling conflicted, he hated the setup of the current kingdom, but he also didn’t think that violence was the way to go about it.

            A few hours later Caleb walked out, throwing the bloodied knife onto the ground. “Emir, get in there and keep an eye on her.” Emir stood up and walked back towards the tent. When he walked in he winced seeing her. Her face had multiple lacerations and bruises starting. Her arms were cut as were her legs and abdomen. He walked over and sighed.

            “You should have just told him what he wanted to know…” she opened her eyes and looked at him.

            “No.” she said. “I will never give him information.”

            “Why, you could save yourself all this pain.”

            “And at the same time condemn hundreds and thousands of people to death? No thanks.” she said, closing her eyes again.

            “You are the most stubborn person I think I’ve ever met.” He said to her, crossing his arms. He sighed, and went to get water and rag. He started trying to gently clean the wounds she had sustained. She winced when he started. “Sorry…” he said, continuing. She didn’t respond, she was in too much pain to say anything more.

            “He’s just going to do this again…” he said, trying to convince her to talk. “In the end he’ll kill you.”

            “Then let him kill me.” She said. 

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[NoelHC]

Just the little mistakes for my comments now, as the story has me enthralled.

looked at himself in the mirror he HAD IN HIS hand and studied the scar on his face.
He got to the tent and looked at Emir, “you can go; capital letter for the You

“Death and pain are a part of life.” He said, “I’m just helping life move forward her said.”
should be “I’m just helping life move forward.”

a knife. He walked back over, “now, are you sure you don’t want to talk?”
should have Now with a capital letter

“Why are you protecting the people who banished you?” He asked.
should be “Why are you protecting the people who banished you?” he asked.

“Then let him kill me.” She said.
should be “Then let him kill me.” she said.

All minor little things, I hope you don"t think I am being too picky, this is such a good piece of work, it really needs to be seen by others in its best possible format.

Again maybe kingdom is a better word than government, I understand the King is the only power in the country from what I read so far.

[KMC]

I don't think you are being picky at all! I appreciate the editing help! It is basically a monarchy influenced heavily by the religion, so I think kingdom is a better term!

[jjwilbourne]

This story is moving a long nicely
For a second, I felt that caleb was bluffing.
I also wish I knew what Caleb wanted to know.
Onward to the next part!

[KMC]

Yeah! I was reading it, and then realized I never did state that! I will be sure to indicate that!