Cancia sat down behind a large crate in the alley. She had never meant to kill anyone, it just kind of happened... Now she was a murderer, they were looking for her. A few weeks ago she was just, herself, just a pretty little fairy from her island, but she had gone from there to become a pirate, a stow away, a slave, and now a murderer. The world off the island, was less pleasant.

"Down this alley! the others are coming in the opposite side!" a voice from behind the crate. Cancia stood up, looked around, a dozen armed men walking down the alley for her. She'd been running all night, all morning, they were still after her. She started down the alley in the other direction, a dozen men met her there, closing in. She backed up.
"We've got you now, just surrender now before you get yourself killed."

"Free flowing water, clouds as black of your soul only give me strength, the flood will break through your barriers, you cannot restrain me!" Cancia looked to them, they seemed to ignore her. "Lunatic" one muttered. She really needed to work on her English, it never seemed to well understood.

One jumped in swinging a sword at her. She jumped over the blade, pulling a dagger out, slamming it into his chest, another from the other side lunged forward, the dagger went out slicing through his throat before his blade reached her.

"Blood to your ankles? Knees? or shall we all just drown in it. Stop this now!" she yelled, stepping back, turning in circles, looking at the now frightened mercenaries. Three dead now, she'd killed three people. Was her life worth that much, was it up to her to let them strike her down.

"You stop this!" one of them screamed, she looked up, an arrow pointed at her chest. She put her hands in the air, still holding the daggers. Was this it? was she going to die now? No, she had to do something... but, behind her there was another man with a bow. She was trapped.

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