The Man in black

I do not own SC3, it's characters, or that star I bought in space.

OC, Violence, Suggestive situations
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Chapter Nine
Broken Spirit


He scooped her up into his arms and ran. Fighting the Azure knight just as he was becoming
re-aquianted with his power would have been foolhardy. The suprise attack that had
sent the demon over the edge would never had worked had he been expecting it,
it was a mere fluke.. and it had worked.

He ran for what seemed like hours, leaving the castle and its dark tennant behind.
He had been so preoccupied with their escape he hadn't notice Tira had waken.
He looked down to check on her to find she was staring at him, tears were streaming down her face.
He knew why she was crying.. it wasn't from the pain, she found most pain pleasurable..
It was what her master had done, he had denounced her as his servant and caste her out, what did she have
to live for now that she no longer had a master?
Her spirit was broken..
All he could do was mouth the words "I'm sorry."

Peyton decided it was safe enough to stop and let her rest.
He slowed to a walk and laid her down in the soft grass under a tree.
He looked down at her and smiled, when she slept she looked like an angle.
He set about looking for something for them to eat.

He had been gone for some time before he returned to a strange sight.
Three men had congregated at where he had placed Tira, he slowly made his way over to them, sword drawn.
He could hear them better now..
"Whoa! what a babe.. who's going to go first? whattya say boss, you got the last one..
so hows about letting me have this one first?" .The considerably larger man (Who Peyton took to be the leader)
laughed. "Sure jimmy, why the hell not."

He had seen enough. He already felt bad enough as he was the cause of her current condition, but he would
not allow them to continue on with what they were planning...

He flew forawd, sword ready at his side in a night stance. The little man never saw it coming..
He brought phantom edge sideways, cleanly severing the mans head from his body.
The other two began to turn around to see what had happened when he struck again.
Peyton brought his blade out straight, impaling the man to the right and pinning him to the ground.
The man screamed as he pulled the blade free and pulled it up level to the last man.

The man appeared to be a mercenary, he took a few steps back and stretched his arms out, pleadingly.
"whoa! hey man.. if you wanted this chick for yourself all you had to do was say so!"
Peyton brought the phantom edge's blade down again, cutting the mans arms off at the elbow.
Then man screamed and attempted to flee. He let the man run about ten steps away before throwing his sword sideways
in a boomerang arch. The sword spun out, cut the man clean through his aabdomen and came back to him.
Peyton caught the phantom edge and slammed the swords point into the ground and crossed his arms.
That took care of the little rapists.

He set about to get a fire going so he could cook the boar he had killed.
After he had that out of the way he cleaned up the camp the best he could.. though he could nothing about the blood.
The men did however have gold on them, a consideral sum of five hundred peices.
When the boar was done he brought some to Tira so she could eat but she would always avert her eyes when he looked at her.
"Hey, come on.. you have to be hungry.." He reached over to give her some food only to have her bite his hand and draw blood.
Peyton jerked his hand back and shook it, chuckleing he remarked "Well, looks like someone is feeling better."
He left her some food and water beside her and sat a small distance away, staring at the fire.

The sound of struggling brought him out of his fire watching to find she was having difficulty in raising the food to her
mouth. Peyton sighed and kneeled down in front of her. "good lord that pathetic..
lets just get you fed already" he said as he brought some meat to her mouth. When she opened her mouth to take a bite
he pulled his hand back, giving her a serious look. "Are we going to bite again?"
She just sighed and shook her head. He fed her, even giving her water upon request.
When she had finished he laid down in the grass next to her,
he was tired but not exhausted, his powers were quickly returning.

For the first time in hours Tira finally spoke, "I saw you kill those men.."
He looked over at her, "Oh.. you saw that did you?"
"yeah.. it was really pretty when their blood spilled everywhere."
He gave her a strange look. "uh.. yeah.. I gues.."
"Are you going to fight him?" she said suddenly.
that quesiton caused him to raise an eyebrow, "Fight him?"
Tira nodded, "Yes, Maste... I mean Nightmare.."
Peyton shrugged, "hell, i don't really have a choice.. guess i'll have to eventually"
Peyton sighed. "Look.. we have a long day ahead of us, get some sleep.. we'll both
need it." With that he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

She watched him for a while longer, the events of the previous days played through
her mind the best they could. He had had her, could have ended her life right then and there.. but he hadn't
and when her master.... Nightmare and tried to feed on her soul he had rescued her..
he truely was an odd man..
With that she laid back on the grass beside him and closed her eyes.
Before falling into the warm comfort of sleep she thought again..

*An odd man indeed...*

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