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The Cure - Chpt. 2

Sorry this took me so long. Things have been very hectic for me.. To say the least. So enjoy! Again, apologies.

He was startled back to reality when he heard the Gisni return. "Search the trees" one growled. Rax went pale. His eyes grew wide. He scrambled up to the canopy of the old oak. He frantically started to search around him for any means of escape. The guards were complaining. He spotted a branch, covered in leaves, sticking out from a nearby tree. That would be his only escape. One problem; it was a good five meters away. He glanced down, the guards were starting to climb up nearby trees. Then he saw him. Scarface. Rax growled quietly and his eyes narrowed. He hated him. Moving among the Gisni on the ground, as if he was one of them. Scarface used to be a member of the tribe, he was a fantastic hunter and had given them lots of information in the past. Of course, no one asked where this information came from, they were just glad they had it. But he betrayed them. Rax was wanted by the Government, he knew this. He never thought it would be one of his best, long life friends to hand him in. His hatred for Scarface had grown and thrived during the time he was hunted by the Government. He realised the Gisni had gone quiet. Silent actually, all he could hear was the occasional cricket, chirping tentatively. His eyes flickered from left to right searching for any small movements...

Suddenly he heard an almighty crash behind him! He spun round to find Scarface in the same tree directly behind him.
"Rax" he growled
"Scarface"
Rax saw the familiar scar stretching from above his right eyebrow to his jaw. He remembered the night he gave Scarface that scar that marred his face, twisting his lips and slicing through his right eye. He was pleased he never regained use of his eye for it gave him a slight advantage. Scarface saw him looking and chuckled.
"My turn now" he smirked
"You deserved that scar. For betraying us." Rax glared at him with pure hate.
"Ah, maybe I do, maybe I don't. I don't care anymore but know this;" he leaned forward and whispered in Rax's ear. "I will never stop hunting you" Rax took his chance and swung his sword up to Scarface's right side, knowing he wouldn't see it. His blow was blocked and Scarface grinned.
"Tut tut Rax. Did your mummy never teach you not to interrupt someone while their speaking?" he smirked again, knowing the pain it would cause Rax.

Rax's mother had died just after giving birth to him so Frey, Rax's father, raised him. But the hurt and pain caused by Gemini's death turned Frey into a bitter, angry man. Every day after school Rax was beat again and again by his dad often leaving bruises and a bloodied nose. Rax grew up hating his father and so by the time he was 14 he decided to run away. That's when he found the tribe. They took him in and cared for this scared and starved little boy. Then when Rax was old enough, they nominated him their new leader but Rax never spent a day without thinking about his mother.

Scarface kept taunting, "I bet she'd be so disappointed in you. You little THEIF" by now Rax was a boiling pit of rage and thrust all of this into his next move. He threw himself at Scarface, knowing he would have predicted this. Scarface grinned and prepared for the impact.

Rax crouch and then jumped raising his sword, Scarface rolled to the side, easily dodging him. Rax sliced down and hit his target. Scarface sneered until he realised what Rax's target was... The branches. Scarface looked up and saw Rax standing with the moonlight behind him, illuminating his form and glinting of the edge of his sword. The branches cracked, Scarface stepped forward, attempting to save himself from falling the twenty three meter drop to the ground, but Rax had cut deep. The branches fell and Scarface with them plummeting to the dark earth below. Rax turned away but paused just long enough to hear the low thud as Scarface's body hit the ground he smirked. "Will you stop hunting me now?" he taunted to the breeze. He looked towards his escape, the thick branch resting five meters away. 'Come on Rax, you can do this!' he thought to himself. He sprinted towards the edge and jumped...

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CatherineM

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You really do have a gift for writing. โœจ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ˜„

Thank you:D thanks for the repost too:)

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