Meetings
Shit.
Shit. Shit. Shit. This is quite possibly the worst day of my life, my parents were just killed and the person who did it just tried to kill me. He failed which is why I'm now running with his weapon but now I'm homeless and can't go back because he's still there. Shit. Just up the hill and I'll stop to breath. Just up the hill.
As I near the top I can see the beginnings of a forest, which means theres food and hopefully good cover. I've never been away from my home before, at least not in this direction, never this direction. I never had any desire to go this way but now I wish my parents had taken me, just so I know we're to go. Obviously they never did because actively going towards a war isn't a good idea, but it's to late now.
At the top of the hill you can fully see both my village and the kingdom on the other side. The kingdom doesn't have a name, well it does I just don't know it. Most people don't, they just know that it's in the middle of its 53rd year at war with two much stronger kingdoms.
Running a hand through my hair feels nice, I don't really know what I'm going to do now.
I feel something sharp poking the back of my neck and immediately back up and turn around. For a second I only see the sword being pointed at me, I know that sword. Everyone knows this sword, it belongs to someone nicknamed the Bloodstained Child. No one knows his real name and some people don't think he has one, but everyone knows he's on the side of the losing kingdom in the war. He's the only reason they've survived this long. My parents have told me what the sword looks like and said if I see it run if I can't it's to late.
"Who are you?" I look up surprised because the voice sounds like someone my age, and the person I see looks like he's about my age as well.
"Salazar Slytherin please don't kill me" I rush the words and really only say them out of pure panic.
He looks me up and down for a second seemingly uninterested. "Drop your weapon"
My immediate reaction is to drop my wand, and I do but then he gives me a look like I'm stupid.
"That's a fucking stick, I meant the gun" during this whole conversation he hasn't shown a single emotion and it's slightly terrifying.
"What's a gun?" My voice comes out high and panicky
"The thing in your pocket" immediately I drop it onto the grass and with my wand.
"Sorry I didn't know that's what it was, or that it was a weapon. Can you uh.. put your sword down.. please." He eyes me for a second before coming to a conclusion and putting the sword down. He grabs the gun off the ground and points it at my head.
"I guarantee you this is a weapon" Before I can even beg for mercy or really anything he shifts wear the gun is pointing to and shoots the tree. There's a loud bang and then there's a hole in the tree were he pointed it.
"Oh"
He turns and walks away from me still holding the gun. The first thing I noticed is that he has a wand in his back pocket, but he still called my wand a stick. And again I notice that he really does look about 13, my age. Except I know for a fact that the Bloodstained Child has been around seven years which would mean he was five when he became the Bloodstained Child.
I start to follow him into the forest because if I'm gonna die because of him at least it will be fast, and if I survive because he knows how to, then I survive.
He turned to look at me "what are you doing?"
"You look like you know what your doing so I'm gonna go with you." I reached up and grabbed an apple from the tree.
thankfully he decides not to fight me on it. s Sighing he said. "Don't eat that"
"Why not?"
"There's a hole on the other side, means there's a worm"
I threw the apple.
I ran a little to catch up, he was walking at a pace that was just to fast to walk along comfortably. Now that I wasn't fearing for my life I actually got a good look at him, he had eyes that looked golden and his hair was red with a slightly blond look to it. He was wearing bright red with bits of black and gold. His sword was on his back in its leather strap.
"Soo.. why are you here and not I don't know.. being in the war?" I questioned him and he just glanced at me.
"Wars over." He didn't seem mad, he didn't seem to have any emotions on the subject. And I noticed something about how he talked, he had a very slight Russian accent.
"Who won?"
"Not us" Now that I noticed the slight accent it's hard to miss, it's as if he spoke Russian when he was a kid but stopped, it's like he hasn't spoke the language in a long time.
"I'm sorry" I don't really know what other than sorry. How do you comfort someone who's whole life was just destroyed. But he didn't even look remotely sad about it.
He shrugged. "I don't care. That place was never anything to me, nowhere ever is."
"Do you have a name? I mean you know mine, well you might have forgotten but it's Salazar"
He glances at me. "You already know my name." And for love of Merlin that is not an answer, who says that? 'you know my name' does he mean the Bloodstained Child? Because that is not a name, and if he doesn't then why would I know his name?
Instead all I say is "The Bloodstained Child isn't a name."
"It's not. And you do know my name"