survival (h.s au)


rose is a cold hearted woman doing anything for survival , but when getting caught on one of her raids she didn't expect for her captor 'harry' to be ... so unlike her in more ways than one , but it all matters if she will ever be able to let her guard down and allow her to feel anything other than numbness.


3. raid

Barely making a noise my roofed old boots scuff against the soily mud leaving a 'squelch' noise along my trail. Map secured along with my newly found weapons i see the rest of my army hidden along the bushes not to been seen by any on viewer and I'm one hundred percent sure there not stupid enough to have no guards on watch.

Flicking my wrist group B scurry forward catching the alert of 'dumb' and 'dumber' who were cluelessy talking and if they were my supposed 'watchers' they would be six feet under this burning ground by now.


Like the dangerous lightening it all happen so fast and the two men are lying there motionless as we make our way into the unknowns camp.

"I want you to take as much as you can, kill whoever crosses your path got it?" I order receiving firm nods from them, some even have a sinful smirk plasters over there faces unlike mine that shows no emotion at all.

Easily kicking open one of the wooden doors i come in contact with a small dark cupboard room and i can feel my own breathing echoing upon the walls. My hands blindly search for my pocket size torch and quickly flick it on watching the walls glow showing me all types and sizes of what looks like medicine bottles.


Knowing everyone plus me will be needing them i stuff two of each in my empty back pack and start to head out only to freeze when the door creaks open the steel hinges merely hanging off from my powerful kick.

Automatically like a heartbeat my fingers find my knife as i try to stay still hidden behind one of the brown wooden shelves. My brain clicks to something opposite me and i curse so loudly in my head that my hands turn to fists.

The torch.

The intruder makes a dark chuckle and for a moment i get a violent shiver but it goes as quick as it started as i remember my dads words


'show no remorse'   'its life or death'


Figuring there back is to me i quickly and harshly push out my ankle aiming for the back of the knee correctly as he lets out a startled and painful sound (like when you stand on a cats tail) my body lurches forward before he can  attempt to get up and i straddle the body making sure to keep my knee caps locked on his flailing arms. My bandana wrapped around his wrists i quickly try to reach out to the door really not wanting to kill someone when it could be stopped. Just as my feet make contact with the sand like ground a hand covers my mouth pulling me back in .


strong , is the word for this man. I've been in this situation plenty of times but I've never not been able to get myself out of it. Trying to  stomp on his foot his grip around my waist only tightened and i wouldn't be surprised if there's a bruise already in the making.


"what do you think your doing?" a calmly deep voice whispers harshly seeming to not want to draw attention. The only thing I'm happy about is that there seems to be no sharp object pressed to my kneck or temple so i can only be relieved.

Getting no reply he abruptly swings my body against the right wall making me flinch as my back comes into contact hard with the brick. His arm digging into my shoulder i am now able to see his feature with the torch light on us and its the last person i suspected to see. Green eyes widen before narrowing and his grip loosens ever so slightly but i make no avail to move.


"is this you trying to get back at me for yesterday ?" he guesses earning a dry laugh on my part. Letting my eyes wander i can now see has a sharp jaw bone , not to mention his cheek bones that create a shadow in the dim light. Curly huffs obviously getting frustrated with my lack of speech but what am i suppose to respond. 'oh hey again . Please don't kill me i was only going to steal anything in sight' definitely not.


"I really don't want to kill you right now." he starts and i feel my  dark eyebrows furrow. Just like i expect there's always a ' but' and that usually ruins hope. Attempting to straighten my shoulders he only presses me further to the wall making me hiss. Glaring straight at him i see him studying me very and too carefully for my liking.

"but if the rest of them see you , your dead meat." and just like i knew the other day he has authority. What i certainly didn't know is that he would be the leader of the camp i was to be raiding.


This was definitely not in the plan.

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