The Child

Once Ola has worked his way around each of the survivors and untied them all, one by one. He stands infront of them all again. Most take this chance to flee for freedom, As the minutes tick more and more go only leaving the small little child that spoke out earlier. Ola looks down at her seeing her fake smile again hiding fear, pain and exhaustion. Ola doesn't know what to do or how to try to comfort her so he turns around and walks away, leaving the girl there. "W-wait, please d-don't leave me alone sir PLEASE", The little girl cries out making Ola stop. "Listen, I don't know who you are, I don't even know where I am or who i am anymore, it's like I'm in a whole different world, Im sorry, find someone else to be with you", Ola says coldly but with much honesty. The little girl saw Ola start to walk off again which makes her scared, she screams after him and tries to run after Ola but her body is much too weak and fragile ao she collapses to the ground and huts her head on a rock. Ola hears thus and suddenly turns around and sees her laying on the ground as blood starts flowing out of her head. Ola panics as he lifts the girls body up in his arms, He runs through the city thats run down and destroyed. Frail smoke flows through the city streets full of the scent of death and Ash from the burned bodies. Ola runs through and can see no sign of human life and no one to help the little girl who's blood has now covered his arms and body, After a good long while of searching, Ola stops after finding out there is no one around to help. He sits the girls body on the ground next to what used to be a clothes shop. Ola takes his cloak off and then his shirt beneath and rips it so it can be used as a bandage, He wraps the girls heading his shirt and the blood already soaks in it.

Ola sits next to the girl as she is now sleeping unconscious after hitting her head, Her bleeding has calmed down and has stopped over time. Ola feels guilty and filled with regret everytime he looks at the girl. "I'm sorry, you wouldn't have hit your head if I had just stayed and listened to you instead of walking away leaving you scared and alone. Ola speaks out lout to himself but also to the girl whi can't hear him but he hopes she can. As the day fades and the night rises, Ola has fallen asleep due to his body still not recovered after being preserved in the ice for two thousand years.

The night is a very chilly place, especially in an abandoned city, its cold and creepy, the faint wind blows sounding like screams and voices of the people who have died here. Ola wakes up as he feels a hand grab his shoulder, He instinctively grabbed the hand and stood up and as he looked down its the little girl. She has a small weak smile on her face but ola's top is drenched in her blood but has dried over time. "Your awake, little girl, I'm sorry", Ola says with regret. The little girl looks up at ola as her smile fades away. "No, none of this is your fault, I tripped over and hit my head, b-but thank you, if it wasn't for you who carried me and put your top around my head, I would have sure died", The little girl speaks with much envy and gratitude. Ola looks at the girl, looking conflicted since the memory of his late mother and friends were murdered, But when he looks at the girl, seeing the gratitude in her eyes after doing something so little for her makes Ola feel, slight warmth. Ola touches her head and takes his top from around her and revealing the wound in her head, its slowly dripping with blood but luckily not as bad as it was. "That's a pretty nasty cut, you should see a medic and get it healed", Ola says with his mind this king of the past not realising it has been two thousand years.

The little girl looks at ola with confusion. When he said Medic she was thinking of a doctor, but they have all been killed years ago. "Medic? What's that, All the doctors were all killed years ago, before I was even born". The little girl says to ola in a friendly manner. "My mother dies giving birth to me, that's what my father always told me when I was young, She bled out and due to no one to helping her, he died in our old house", she says with sadness. Ola looks at her with shock and sorrow hearng her mother has died giving birth to her. "I-im, I'm sorry to hear about your mother, you know, my mother died when my villiage was attacked by dark mages and they killed and destroyed everything and everone". Ola tells the girl about what happened since everything is still fresh in his mind. When Ola says the words village and dark mages she looks confused but intrigued. "Sir, if you don't mind me asking, but what year we're you born in", she says. Ola looks at her again but this time he smiles. "Oh, I was born in the year, 305AF". The little girls mouth drops when hearing but she frowns clearly not believing Ola. She thinks Ola is confused since its the year 2305AA. "Um, sir, you mean the year 2305AA right, the year 305AF would be two thousand years ago". She speaks with words full of truth.

Ola feels extremely confused heering its Year 2305AA. "Wait, little girl, your saying its been Two thousand years'. Ola zays with desparate need of the truth. He is struggling to comprehend it has beenthat many years since everyone and everything he knew was taken from him. Ola looks around the city where they are sitting, The material and how thick and sturdy these building are bring some truth to the girls words. He begins to realise it has really been so long but yet his body and magic and clothes are the exact same as they were from them he jumped of the cliff into the ocean. "What's your name", Ola asks the girl in a quiet voice. She looks up at him but then looks down at the ground. Ola notices her hands ball up and her expression shifts to sadness. "I-i don't have a name, when my mother died, My father raised me but he was very strict and wanted the best from me in any aspect, He said he would give me a name fitting a princess who was fit to be a queen someday". The girl speaks and reveals that she is of royal blood and a Princess. Luckily for her Ola doesn't know what royals are or what a princess or queen is since there was nothing but Mage leaders back two thousand years ago. "Princess, Queen, I don't know what you mean kid, And you don't have a name", Ola says bluntly to the girl. She looks at Ola with shiny glistening tears swallowing in her eyes as she nods her head.

Ola looks at her. " My name is Ola, I'm a mage and I was born in the year, 277AF". As Ola says that the girl turns her head and looks straight st his face, Hearing the name Ola makes her remember stories jer father told her from books that he was a cold ruthless killer who was extremely powerful and destroyed for fun. She stand up suddenly making herself lightheaded from her wounded head aswell. She backed uo away from Ola feeling and thinking he is a real threat. His name is enough to pose any threat in this new timeliness and He has no reason why. "What are you doing, where are you going little girl, what re tou afraid". Ola says whilst standing to move closer to her. "STOP, Don't come near me, O-Ola, you, I've heard many stories about you, Your heartless, Yours clues, mean. Tou kill people for fun". She speaks coldly in a frantic manner. Ola is taken by suprise and stays in where he is to not make her more scared of him. "I don't understand, why are you afraid of me, why are you saying I do all of that, I've never harmed people, other than the bastards that killed and buched my mother and friends, I'm 28, My mother would never forgive me if I did anything bad". Ola says in a pleading voice. Seeing the girl scared of him just by hearing his name makes him feel worried about what other people have heard and Why.