The Boneless and The beast

Chapter 2: beast...meet the boneless

Fiadh POV

I was awoken by cold water being thrown at me, shaking my head a little from the shock of it. "Bastards!" I yelled but it was clear that they couldn't understand me. I felt ropes around my wrists and neck "Fiadh?...fiadh?" I heard eòghan next to me with some others that were caught, one of the Vikings thumped him hard, "bastards!....I'll kill you!" I yell not caring if they understood me or not, I too got hit but I didn't wince at all, I can't reveal myself, they could kill me or hunt me for sport or worse but on the other hand I could and scare them off. "Who can speak our tongue? Enough to translate to the rest of you" the tall blonde one asked, a man from two towns over spoke up. I felt someone start to fiddle with my hair and I went to bite the prying fingers, him and some other laughed at my attempt. "Feisty one isn't she can't to bed her as a slave when we are home after England" the one who tried to touch me said. I got kicked to the ground, dirt invaded my mouth and the side my face, another hand grabbed a fist full of my hair and forced my head up to hold a blade to my throat. "Enough!!" The tall blonde said with some authority in his voice. "Eng..England?" I say quietly, my little voice was ignored as the tall blonde began talking again. "Who or what is the Mac Tíre?! They have killed many of our warriors but some had come back with strange marks that were clearly not from man or a weapon of some kind" he asked walking up and down where me, eòghan, shames and some others were knelt down with the same rope ties as me, I remained with my head down after it was released from the mans grip, there was a thud on the ground, I looked through my hair to see a boy I grew up with dead. "Shames..." I said loud enough to be heard....

Ivar POV

I heard the feisty girl speak, perhaps she knew the boy we just killed. "If you do not answer my brother more of you will die" I say and that man in amongst them translated and as to be expected some of them whimpered and feared for their lives, I just smiled crawled over to the feisty one. "Look at me..." I said patiently, she did not move so I picked her head up to face mine. "Answer and don't be killed, we need new slaves to fuck and seem like a virgin..." I was talking then she said something. "What did she say?" "She said so do you..all that anger and no once cares...you are like a child that kicks and screams if doesn't get what it wants" the man translated, Sigurd and hvitserk laughed under their breaths, I look back to the feisty girl who had a smirk on her face. "Mac Tíre mean wolf" a boy said. I looked over in his direction, she did too, I let go of her. "How could just a wolf leave marks like these..." Ubbe asked as he brought a man forward that had been attacked a few days ago.