A New View Point

"Help. Help. Someone help me, please. Some on help" I am dead, no there has to be someone there that will help. Someone, somewhere. I will just run as long as my legs can carry me. "UHF." Who is this boy, he is mumbling in a language that I don't understand. "UH." His eyes are purple all over, and there is a mark on his arm in the shape of what looks like a dragon. he is trying to get up looking at some horses that were chasing me. "ouch." there was some kind of spark that hit my forehead and his finger. "I am so dreadfully sorry for the trouble," said my master. After finding out I am a witch, he bought me in order to hunt me. "It's all well my good sir." I looked at him, I just noticed that his eyes are now a hazel color where it should be. The mark was gone and he started to speak our language. "I am very sorry, I don't know your name, it is," said the boy almost without emotion. "I am Barron Von Gulteth. As the name states, I am of nobility," My master said almost complex but shrugging it off to make room to brag about himself. "Is that so, Gulteth. I will have to remember that, I am a traveler from afar of land. My name is Alex Enderson," said the boy, but now that I look at him, his clothes are very strange. "Alex Enderson, are you of nobility as well?" "No. Where I am from, we have family names allowing us to identify others with such ease." "Ingenious, I would like to meet the person that came up with the idea." "Oh. If you don't mind me asking. who is the girl, her clothes are torn up and she doesn't seem to be related to you." "I don't mind, she is my witch." The boy's eye twitched, but just enough that only I noticed. "And when you send your wich you mean...." "My property, Yes." The boy stood there for a second and took a breath. "So, that means that for the right price. She is up for barter." "Yes, but what would you have need of a wich." Of course, a cute black-haired boy comes along and he is just after property. I started to look down. "Well, to be honest, I am a man that likes to find out how things work. Other than that I really don't know." I started to look at the boy wondering how you don't know. "Oh, so that means that you may have something up for trade." "Well, I have an idea but I would need time to make it." Make it, what would you make. "Judging by the fact that you have crossbows and you are chasing this girl, I believe that you may good sir love to hunt. The bigger and Bader the pray, the better." "Keep going, you have my interests." "I have the knowledge of technology that can even surpass witchcraft. By using science, I can make you the first musket that this nation has ever seen. Right into your hand, for the price of the witch alive, well, and in A better condition." "K, but what is this muskat capable of doing." "It is capable of making a more effective kill by using a focused point and shredding a small area. If the bullet doesn't kill you, the lack of blood will." "Interesting, I think I will take it. I will be able to hunt in a different way than before. Deal." "Now realize that when you shake my hand, you know that if you bring her in the current condition that she is now. I will kill you with the musket myself." One of the guards for my master drow his sword ready to protect him. "It's fine with me. It just shows how much you care about the deal." They shook hands. "Oh and do you know where the nearest town is at, I haven't seen one in a long time." How could that be, his hair looks like it has been whet no longer than an hour ago. Also, there is no lake or river to aline with that story. "Head that direction," said my master pointing east. "Thank you, I believe that you will head to the town when I am done." "Yes, If you send a message to me. Get on one of the horses' slave." "I will meet you then, hopefully, it will take me less time to make it." I guess I will become the property of that boy. I wonder how old he is. It doesn't matter, he will still be my next master, and I might get myself out of this one.