Isabella and Antille

Blood rushes through Isabella's head as he made a small

groan. She looks at the guard to see whether he saw them.

The guard's eyes were piercing hers with a fierce glare. The

moment froze.



(I have to stop him! Before he calls anyone!)



Before she noticed herself, she threw her Riquelle beaming

toward the guard's head, and like a needle piercing a

cardboard, the Riquelle went right through his skull. With

Antille on her back, Isabella slides down the pole, and pulls

her Riquelle out of his skull. Cleaning the blood off with

her cloth, she gently places it besides her waist.



"We have to hurry now. Let us move.", Isabella calls on

Antille.



After some seconds passed, Antille comes beside her.

Isabella takes his arm to help him walk with.

(Now we really cannot go back...)

As Isabella thinks, Antille opens his mouth and lets his

voice come out.



"How can you kill someone that easily? He might have not

killed us."



Isabella paused.

(We cannot count on those risks anymore. That is the path

that we chose, and we cannot go back now.)



"We didn't have to choose this path.", Antille talks in a

gentle voice.

"We cannot turn back now.", Isabella replied to him.



Antille then asks, "Why did we have to choose this path?"



(Now I am going on a journey. A long journey that may have

no end. That is the path I chose. It all started when I

tried to kill him.. I chose it because...because...)



"Because I want you to live, Antille. I want to save you."



Those were the words that Isabella was able to let out from

her mouth. Though still confused, Antille decided to reply

to those words simply by saying:



"Thank you."



Isabella smiled for an instant, until one of the townsmen

screamed. When Isabella and Antille looked back, the

townsman was stumbling away from the dead guard that was just

killed.



"We can't stay here, let's get moving."



As Isabella says those words, she and Antille quietly, but

swiftly disappears into the dark woods.