[Daren]

((Ignore i did it with this account been trying to earn some more Anka tokens lol...))

Normally such a shot wasn't deflected, but then again in the modern world it wasn't common to know such fighting styles or moves and be able to think to catch them in time. The fact that his best shot was just caught and deflected in the same swift movement caused him to be at a loss as to what to do next. He could hardly think as to what to do before the other male was on top of him with a blade to his neck. This was it wasn't it? Forget going to college to make his family proud and to follow in his fathers footsteps, he was going to die right here to some crazy who was spouting out things that made no sense.

He tried to protest to the one holding him hostage at the moment saying he wasn't a recruit and he had no idea what he was talking about. Though he quickly shut his mouth feeling the blade press a little harder against his bare neck. This really was it wasn't it? The only thing that he had found lucky so far was he still had his glasses on, so at the least he could see around him. Not that it did any good... Though his thoughts died as he heard the sounds of horses not too far from here and the other seemed to catch this noise as well.

Evan didn't get a chance to try and get away or to continue to protest that he was no scout and to let him go, not before the one that had him pinned quickly struck Evan and causing him to black out for the time being. Was this the fate the gods had planned for him... to die at the hands of some crazy man in rebel colors? Or at least due to the play and the study on history he had been doing recently that was the first thing that came to mind.

He could hear fighting in the distance but his eyes refused to open and his body refused to listen to his command to it to get up and run while he could. No he was as good as dead as he lay there. Though it seemed once the fighting was over he was not forgotten about. Someone else seemed to grab him and he heard some chatter once more. Why couldn't they just have forgotten about him? Couldn't he get a break of any kind instead of whatever curse that had befallen him.

The last few sentences seem to stick out more then the rest as whoever had him was dragging him to wherever they pleased. What were these people going on about... main army? Why would a high-school student know about a main army. On that note why would there be a group of people who were going around killing others and attacking random folk? He was more then confused and his head felt like it was splitting as he kept fading in and out of hearing what was being spoken and not.