29 Xings Coldness (1/2)

”Xing come.” Mingxia pulled Xing as they traveled into the woods.

”Mingxia. Wait. I can't-run..That fast.” Xing panted as she ran.

”You need to get to safety first.” Mingxia whispered back.

Behind them Mingxia's sharp ears are able to hear the soft but quick footsteps after them.

'Tsk.' She thought.

She grasped Xing's hand again and pulled her close as increased her speed. With Mingxia's help Xing was able to run faster than she was supposed to and the distance betwen them and the assassin grew larger. When they arrived at a small cave Mingxia had Xing stay in the cave.

”Xing stay here. I'll be back.” Mingxia patted Xing's hand and Xing nodded.

Xing understands that in a time like this she has to be strong and must not drag Mingxia down. She watched as Mingxia's back slowly disappear and took out her dagger. She huddled in the corner and pressed her lips against the cold jewel on the dagger as fear began to creep in. Xing began to shake as she thought of the numerous possibilities of what may be in these forests.

Beasts? Theives? Bandits? She shuddered at the thought.

She does not know how long has it been but she stayed in that silently in the corner. Each snap of a twig, each brush of the leaves caused for numerous waves of fear to ripple through her.

'I mustn't make a sound.' She bit her lips and only grasped the dagger in her hands tighter.

'Mingxia where are you? Mother. Father. Uncle, Aunt.' An alarming sound of footstpes cut her thoughts off.

She set her bags down and got into a ready position to move. The footstep sound grew louder and she knew that someone is coming. She had her dagger ready when suddenly the footstep sounds stopped and the metal clanking of swords clashing caught her attention.

'What?'

She took a daring move of stepping out of the cave and went up a little closer towards that sound.

”Hu-” And she heard the sound of something dropping. She looked over and saw a tall man holding a silver blade with someone lying on the forest floor.

'He must be dead and that man he must be the killer.' She bent down and hid behind a tree.

She lifted the hilt of the dagger to reveal half of the blade. 'He's coming.' The footsteps began again and Xing heard it come closer. Her fear elevated her hearing ability and each step caused for her heartbeat to become louder. A sweat dripped down her cheek and her breathing deepened.

As the man came closer she could only hope that the man does not see her. However unluckily the man only came closer to her and Xing held in her breath but her heartbeats only quickened. She pulled up the dagger up a little more as she prepared for the worst outcome, which she hoped would not happen.

The man jerked his head over towards his right. He slowly walked towards a tree with his hand rested on top of the hilt of his sword. When he was less than a foot away he is sure that there is someone behind this tree and he grasped his sword ready to attack.