Desperation

As Hunter was sitting nude on the hot dirt while chained to a rock pillar he had a lot of time to contemplate his life as he licked the blood on and in his mouth. He had a lot of reasons to live so giving up was not gonna happen. He was a bit worried for Islana but he was literally tied up at the moment in chains. Betrayal was the main cause for his current situation. When he was alone he didn't have to worry about being betrayed, but by making bonds with others he ended up getting betrayed many times. He was betrayed by his past owner, the twins, Alcuin, Stran and now here he was burning in the sunlight while recovering from the poison in his system. He was tired, weak, sick, burnt and bruised by the little wannabe boy warriors who threw rocks at him to make themselves feel strong. Since his body was mostly numb he was not feeling as much pain as he should, but his mind was in bad shape.

He was still seeing things like his dead ex twin lover Nora. As he observed the locals he noticed the routine they had and tried to remember it but his hallucinations interrupted him sometimes. Sadly as he was trying to grasp their language all he managed to comprehend was "Weak", "Slave", "Me Warrior", since the boys repeated it over and over. Hunter thought about killing one of them and drinking his blood but it might ruin his escape plans. Since he could feel the burning from the inside weaken a bit he wondered if the stuff they made him drink was working on the poison or his system was just failing on him. As he thought about his life he realized he didn't have many good experiences compared to the crappy ones. Falling in love with Isabelle was good till she died. Spending time with the twins was good till they betrayed him. Bonding with Voah was good till she got lost in the caves. Spending time with Blackwolf, Wim, Gonyaul and Alexis was good till they had to sperate again. He was connecting to Islana till she was taken away by some creepy woman.

Now he had to wonder what he was going to do with his time and his life till he could get free. Should he just run away? Should he follow Islana? Should he look for Alcuin? Should he look for the others? Should he go back to camp? He was wondering what to do, but it was hard to think when the little sh!theads were hitting him with rocks. This was causing his mind to go to a dark place as he recalled his youth. He was forced to endure many hardships like going without food, sleep, the use of his arms, the use of his legs, the use of his eyes and sometimes he was poisoned to experience the cruelty he would be inflicting on his enemies. The idea of family and friendships was taboo in his training. He was beginning to wonder if he made a mistake getting close to others. Perhaps he should give up and roam the lands like the savages. He could live off the land and kill to survive instead for a master. Sadly the idea was sounding more enticing since he no longer had anyone to be there for him. No one who wanted him alive was going to save him and if he didn't escape he was going to die in this forsaken place. He looked up at the sky as he muttered, "Cambena, I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good men or bad. Why we fought, or why we died. All that matters is that one stood against many. That's what's important! Valor pleases you, Cambena... so grant me one request. Grant me revenge! And if you do not listen, then to HELL with you!" Hunter then began to laugh like he was loosing his mind.

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