The Lost Arrow

Her skin was smooth to his touch. Arthur held back a chuckle. The whistling was getting louder now, and clearer. It was a song, one of those songs that you knew you knew but couldn't quite remember. Dodging the trees as he ran, his other hand absentmindedly, let go of the revolver and joined the first in clutching Artemis'. "We're close," he whispered, a mischevious glint in his eye.

Artemis could hear the whistling getting louder as they neared the destination. For some reason the tune seemed familiar to her, but she had no idea what the song was. She dodged the trees as she held his hand firmly, she heard his whisper and nodded with a small smile.

Arthur stopped suddenly. Leaning forwards slightly, he listened carefully for the whistling sound. It appeared to be gone. But then it was back. The whistler had simply paused, presumably for breath. "Okay..." he whispered, turning to face her, still gripping her hand, "you'd better get that bow ready," he winked, and with a grin, let go of her hand, and turned back towards the whistling. Taking a deep breath before striding towards a break in the trees where the noise sounded from.

Artemis stopped as Arthur did and she looked to Arthur as he listened in on the whistling. She nodded, she got her bow out from under her cloak and she got an arrow from her arrow pouch and she attached it onto the bow's string, she waited for the right moment to aim and fire at the person who had created the creatures that murdered her friends.

"Top of the morning to you, Dr Frankenstein!" The Stranger stepped out from the shadows of the trees. A bearded man in a leather jacket stood opposite him, hints of grey flecking his hair. He didn't fit the stereotype of a mad scientist. The 'Frankenstein' paused then shrugged: "Please, call me Karl," he said, oozing confidence. "Karl Frankenstein?" Arthur asked eagerly. "Just Karl." Arthur looked disappointed: "Well Just Karl, it's only fair to warn you... I have nearly 50 armed operatives in this forest, and they all have their weapons aimed at you." Arthur paused then added with a fake whisper: "They're not in a good mood either, I'm afraid..."

Artemis stayed in the shadow of the trees, before going up in the tree and sitting on a heavy branch, which she knew would hold her weight, she aimed her bow at this so called Karl and she growled a little, she glared at him angrily as she stayed behind Arthur, she was aiming for Karl's head, "You better tell me what you have done with my friends, or I will kill you!" she shouted angrily, tears welling up in her eyes. The tree and her hood was shading her face, so her angry expression and tears were hidden pretty well.

Arthur sighed as he heard Artemis' voice calling out to the sinister Karl. "Okay, you got me. It's not fifty armed men. It's an angry teenage girl. Those three words should scare you just as much though. She's armed as well. I'd answer her question, Karl..." He scowled. "...Frankenstein..." he whispered to please himself.