As I run through the field looking over my shoulder for my attackers I shoot some of my arrows at them. I was to focused shooting at them that I trip. I get back up and start running again. I load another arrow but then notice my bow is broken so I can’t shoot. I run as fast as my legs can take me. I run into a forest and take a sharp turn. I climb up a tree as my pursuers run past. But they are so fast I can’t see there faces over they’re black fur hoods. I wait for what seems an eternity. Then when I feel a sharp pain in my hand I find an arrowhead in my hand but the shaft is gone. If the shaft was there I could identify my pursuer. I pull it out and wait. I make a bandage with some leaves I pull off the tree. After I wait a little longer I start my journey up the mountain.
I start the climb with strength but a quarter of the way i have to stop. I look down to see if my attackers are following me. Nothing. My stomach pains are way to severe to start climbing again. So I find a little ridge I can rest on. I catch sleep within minutes.
I wake to a nice morning and the nice sound of birds. My breakfast is some grains with meat from the goat I killed. If I were in the Jarawa tribe I would be killed for eating goats for they are sacred to the Jarawa. By the time I finish my food my stomach pains are calm enough that I can keep climbing.
About midday I finish my climb. Once more I check if I am being pursued. Nothing. I was told by my village elders that once I completed my task I would be heavily pursued. Hey had sent 12 hunters to catch and kill me once I finished my task. I was able to shoot 8 of them but now I only have 2 finished arrows and I dont have the material to fix my bow or finish the other 12. I start walking up the mountain where I will take refuge and make a fire between the stone wall and the pool of holy water. I get there and make camp. I build a little roof out of a nearby tree to block the smoke so no one knows my position. I couldn’t fall asleep for a while because of my stomach and my coughing, but eventually I fall into the peaceful world of sleep.
I wake to an eerie feeling. My elders told me to get to the cave at the top to seek refuge. When I got there I sharpened my axe and ate my dear meat and herbs. I hear a clatter outside I walk outside to see three of my attackers. I must have shot the other one lucky I have my axe with me because they draw their swords. “You have killed our tribe leader.” one of them booms. “ We are here to avenge them.”. “I only did it because you have been stealing our live stock. So my elders told me to take what you cared most about.” I said. “Then we must do trial by combat to find out who lives or dies. To find out which tribe is better. The tribe of assassins or the tribe of warriors.” How dare he call my tribe the tribe of assassins.
One of the soldiers charge and swing there sword at me. I dodge with ease and lunge my axe at his striking hand and make a gash right down the middle of the palm. He clutches his hand and screams. At the scream another soldier comes and I Dig the blade of my axe into his right shoulder and he falls to the ground unconscious. The leader come at me with dual swords. He swings them both at me with great speed and skims my torso. I feel a pinch of pain and sweep his legs with butt of my axe he falls and with one fine cut I dig my axe into his hand. He drops his sword. I pull my axe up and I am about to bring it down on his head. I scream and turn around and there is an arrow in my shoulder. I fall over and my last breath flows out of my mouth and everything goes black.
The End