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Masters of the Arches
by Mandil



                         Chapter 9





While Vincent was confined with the rest of the slaves in the slaves
hut a couple of days later; he heard from a fellow prisoner about a
war that took place a very long time ago far to the south.

This man had been captured the previous year by Haski's warriors. He
was one of eight males that undertook a trip north in an attempt to
capture a "Weega" which was, from his description, a kind of three
foot long reptile. Its bones, once ground and mixed with other
ingredients so that it could ferment, had the power to produce dreams
that could be revelations of things to come.

Haski's people had attacked them and five of their group had been
killed while the three others were taken prisoners. He also told
Vincent about a tribe of people living much farther south than his own
native land.

These people knew much about the 'war of the gods'. They claimed that
the land in their vicinity was marked with the scars of battles. Fire
and lightning produced by the gods as they engaged in war struck the
ground and destroyed everything over large areas.

Judging by the slave's description of the widespread destruction of
the land on which scars that he had not seen yet but which he had only
been told about, it became evident to Vincent that modern weapons had
been used in this war. Vincent then decided that it would be
worthwhile to investigate this if he ever got the chance. These
so-called gods could well be those that had built the arch.

At last, the day of the feast of manhood arrived and everything was
prepared for the ceremonies. Most of the fires in the central portion
of the village were lit and they all had clay caldrons hanging over
them while in some cases whole carcasses of animals were slowly
roasting.

At the back of the chief's living quarters were two small huts. One
was used to store tools while the other was used to make and ferment
the strong sour beer that the inhabitants of the village liked so
much.

Half a dozen females slaves - all the male slaves were locked away in
the male's quarters - were busy carrying clay vases full of beer from
this hut. Quite a few people were already in an advanced state of
intoxication with the potent brew, even if the ceremonies had not yet
begun.

The feast officially began in the middle of the afternoon with the
killing ceremony. Each of the two boys that were to be initiated into
manhood had to kill with their bared hands, a small deer-like animal
no taller than a small dog.

To Vincent who was watching from the confinement of the slaves'
quarters, it was unnecessary cruelty. When both animals were dead at
last, they set them to roast over a fire that had been especially
prepared for this purpose.

Each boy was then given a leather necklace, after that their weapons
and faces were decorated by Haski. Once this ceremony was over the
feast really began. There was much over - eating and drinking, soon
many were in an advanced state of drunkenness while most of the women
slaves were called upon to sexually serve the men.

Both boys that had been iniciated into manhood were offered a female
slave and in front of the whole village they were expected to perform
and have sexual intercourse with them.

There was much cheering and laughter from the crowd and as soon as
this deed was performed, the boys now having become men, were offered
a jug of beer.

The eating and drinking went on well into the night. During all that
time, Vincent watched them through the vertical cracks between the
logs of the slaves' fence, more than once he was shocked by the
villagers' lack of decency.

As the hours went by, half of the men were too drunk to stand on their
feet while the other half was were busy copulating here and there
either with slaves or with women from the village. Some of the slaves
were actually enjoying themselves while others were being forced to do
things that Vincent hadn't even dared to imagine before.

While he was observing the feast in the dark, Vincent suddently saw
two women appearing out of nowhere. They were just outside the fence
of the males slave quarters.

They approached the pole fence nearer to him and he was soon able to
recognise them. They were Nika and Verla. As soon as they were near
enough, he signalled to them with his hand through a crack and he
whispered a hiss at the same time so as to attract their attention. As
soon as they noticed him, they walked toward him immediately.

"Nika, I am so glad to see you. Are you hurt?" 

"I though that I would never see you again," said Nika as she reached
for his hand. She had tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry we will get away from this place, and very soon at that.
As a matter of fact when they are all drunk tonight we will get away."

He next turned his attention to Verla. "Are you still willing to
escape with us? Will Lomac come?"

"Yes we are. We will do what you say." 

"Very well then. Late in the night, when most of the people of the
village are drunk we will escape and you must tell Lomac to prepare
himself."

"Nika do you know where Haski keeps my riffle?" 

"Yes. I have watched him once as he was examining it. When he was done
with it he then wrapped it in a fur and placed it in a hole under his
mat. He believes it is strong magic and I can tell he is afraid of
it."

" Do you know where are the rest of our things?" 

"Yes the two knapsacks and everything we have is still in his hut.
Even the food and the handguns are there; he doesn't dare to tamper
with anything. I suppose he believes they have some sort of dark
power. He does have my knife tied around his waist though."

"Before we leave we must take back everything that belong to us" "You
must be careful of him, I have seen him kill a slave with your knife
just so he could try it."

"Verla, you will tell Lomac to be ready at anytime now. Since he knows
where the weapons are stored, he will be in charge of distributing
them to those that are willing to escape with us, tell him to destroy
the rest"

"We mustn't be captured again, if we are taken prisoner once again,
they will torture us a long time before killing us."

"They will not capture us, don't worry about that. Just be ready to
leave when I tell you."

Nika next asked Vincent what was his plan of escape. 

"When they are as drunk as they will get in the middle of the night, I
will climb over this fence and meet you in Haski's hut. Make sure that
you are alone with him. If one of his wives is with him, you must make
sure that she is sent away. Once I have my riffle in my hand they will
not have much of a chance against us even if we are discovered."

Just then, they heard shouting and two guards approached the two
women. They seized both women and brought them to face Haski.

Vincent could see them talking but he couldn't hear a word since he
was too far from them. Suddenly he saw the chief strike Nika across
the face.

Both women were then tied with their backs to the ground and their
legs well spreaded while their hands were tied above their heads to a
small post.

To Vincent's horror, he then saw Haski climb on Nika and he proceeded
to have sex with her. Many of the villagers stood in a wide circle
around them cheering him on. When he was done with her, he went to
Verla and he had sex with her also. He then got off and upon his
signal half a dozen men rushed toward the women lying on the ground.

Although Vincent couldn't see very clearly what they were doing, he
could well imagine it. This went on for over an hour. At last, only a
few men remained near the women, the rest having lost interest in
them.

Almost every one was now completely or partly intoxicated with the
potent brew and Vincent decided that it was now time for him to act if
he wanted to see the two women alive again.

As he climbed over the pole fence, a few of the male slaves watched
him but they neither try to stop or help him. As soon as he was on the
ground on the other side of the fence, he discretely hurried toward
the two women on the ground.

One man was still on top of Nika. With much rage in his heart, Vincent
got very close to them until he was standing just behind the male that
was raping her. He was close enough now to see that Nika had her eyes
shut tight and she was neither moving nor making any sound.

As soon as he was close enough, he hit the man on the back of his head
with both of his fists. The man collapsed instantly on top of Nika and
the sudden impact made her open her eyes.

At first she didn't recognise Vincent, but when she did at last, she
managed to smile weakly at him. After rolling the unconscious man off
her, he untied her. He then pushed the rapist into Nika's place on the
ground so that if anyone happened to be looking their way, it would
appear that there was a human form still tied to the post.

After freeing Verla who was not in a much better shape than Nika, he
told her to remain lying as she was since he needed a body to replace
her. He then quietly went to the nearest hut. He grabbed the ankle of
one of the woman of the village that was sleeping in a completely
drunken state and he quietly dragged her out of the hut. Before she
had time to open her eyes completely, he hit her on the jaw thus
knocking her out completely; he then rolled her until she was lying in
Verla's place.

Both Nika and Verla had some difficulties walking and he had to help
them. As the three of them were walking away, he could smell the sweat
as well and the muck, which was coating much of them. Of course, there
was no time for them to clean themselves since they had to get their
weapons and possessions before escaping.

Vincent hadn't seen Haski anywhere since he had signalled his men to
take both women. Two guards sat near the entrance of the fence
enclosing the chief's house. Both seemed to be sleeping while each had
his back resting on a post on each side of the entrance.

The trio had no difficulties passing through the open gate without
disturbing the guards. Nika then lead them to one of the huts where
Haski was expected to be. Once they were inside Haski's sleeping
quarters, they were able to see two human forms on a straw mat at the
far end of the large room.

On closer inspection, one of the forms did turn out to be Haski while
the other form was one of his wives. Because of the light of the many
fires outside which was filtering through the knitted grass strands of
the entrance, they also saw Nika's knife in its sheath, lying on the
ground not far from them.

Before Vincent could utter a single word, she ran to the knife and she
pulled it out. Then in one swift motion she neatly slit Haski's
throat.

The chief didn't even have time to get out of his deep sleep. He died
there without even opening his eyes. Vincent couldn't really blame her
for what she had just done. She had endured much from him and he
figured that the chief got what he deserved.

They rolled the body of the chief away from the mat and they also
moved the women lying next to him. She was extremely drunk and she
didn't give them any trouble since she just kept on sleeping.

Nika then removed the mat and with her still bloody knife, she began
to dig into the soft ground where the mat had been. A few minutes
later she extracted a package wrapped in a fur. Inside were Vincent's
riffle with the extra clips as well as his knife still in its sheath.

For some reason, the chief had preferred to wear Nika's knife while
hiding the other one with the riffle. Vincent immediately checked his
riffle and he loaded it with a new clip.

Their knapsacks as well as Nika's bow and arrows were still in a neat
pile at the other end of the hut. Vincent's and Nika's hand guns and
holsters were also lying on top of the pile. Probably, because of the
fact that they were made of metal, they had been considered magic to
Haski. His fear of these strange objects made of metal had been to
great and he had preferred to neglect them completely.

When they emerged from the chief's hut with all of their possessions,
they saw one of the guards standing near the entrance of the fence. He
was very awake now. It took Nika only a few seconds to fit an arrow to
her bow and to send it through his heart.

As they passed near the body of the guard, Nika wanted to recover her
arrow from the body, but Vincent was able to persuade her to leave it
there. They were pressed for time, having to cover as much ground as
possible before daybreak and now was not the moment to waste any over
such a triviality as an arrow.

They met Lomac at the back of the chief's hut, right in front of the
small hut where the weapons and tools were stored. He was carrying
many weapons and a bag made of animal skin. Before leaving, they went
to the women's compound and they killed both guards there then they
opened the gates wide.

Half of the women prisoners were still inside while the other half
were probably lying with a male of the village. Next they went to the
men's compound and they freed them also.

Lomac then got busy distributing spears and other weapons that he had
with him. Vincent was certain that more than half the slaves were
willing to try their chance and escape, the rest being too scared of
the consequences of being caught in trying to escape. He also knew
that the success of their escape depended on their being quiet and
also on speed.

Lomac and Verla wanted to travel southward since their home was in
that direction. But being also in the general direction that Vincent
had in mind to go, the four of them decided that they should stay
together for a while. The more they were, the better were their
chances of fighting off their pursuers if they should happen to catch
up with them.

Many of the slaves - those at least that were willing to take their
chances in escaping - went also in small groups in different
directions. But there were many that were afraid of the consequences
of being caught again and they did remain in the village.

Vincent explained to his group of four that before moving south they
should all hide for a few days where he and Nika had been resting for
the last three weeks while his leg got better. They still had smoked
meat hidden there and they could wait in safety until Haski's people
got tired of looking for them.

They moved as fast as they could and when they finally stopped to rest
near a small stream, the first rays of the sun were visible in the
east. Once they had eaten from the little supply of food that Lomac
had managed to bring, they rested for a while. Both women took the
opportunity to bathe in the creek so as to remove some of the traces
of the bad treatments they had had to endure the previous night.

When they resumed their walk, they went at a slower pace. Vincent
reasoned that it was fair to assume that their pursuers would need at
least a day before they organise themselves and reach this region. By
that time he and his small group would have reached their hidden food
supply. Once there they could rest a couple of days since the place
was well off the trail and completely hidden.

Nika shouted with joy with she saw the two tall rocks between which
they had spent so many days while his leg healed. By now, the sun was
high over their heads and they were very hungry and exhausted.

They lived on the supply of smoked meat that Vincent had buried in a
bag and the four of them remained there for three days.

When they began their trip south, they were all in a much better
shape. They crossed the small stream and moved about ten miles east
before turning south again. They did this just in case Haski's people
did find their trail. If their pursuers came on their trail as they
travel east, they would assume that this was the direction they were
going and thus look for them there.

As they travelled together, Vincent and Nika got to know their new
companions very well. Lomac was the son of the toolmaker of his
village, which was situated far to the south. He and Verla had been
captured together while they were gathering food. This had occurred a
few hundred days previously.

They travelled southward for ten days without seeing any other human.
They ate well during that time since there was plenty of game. The
region was free of humans and the animals population were not scared
of them and they could get close to them quite easily while hunting.

On the third day during their march toward the south, Vincent shot a
horned animal that looked like a cross between a deer and a goat. It
was much taller than a goat but the two horns on its head and the
brown and white fur gave it a goat-like look. Vincent had used his
rifle to bring it down since it was running very fast and it would
have been impossible to hit him accurately with an arrow. Lomac and
Verla were stunned by the power as well as the accuracy of his riffle.

The meat, when roasted over a slow fire was succulent and what they
did not eat; they smoked over their campfire. They thus had a reserve
of food for many days.

Not once was a word said about the women's ordeal while they were in
captivity. It became very apparent to Vincent that the morality rules
on this world were much different than on his own world.

The first few nights after their escape, Vincent didn't try to make
love to Nika. For one thing, he was still disgusted with what the
villagers had done to her and he had no urge to have sex with her. On
the other hand, it did occur to him that she must also be disgusted
with men in general by now, so he figured that it was better to leave
her alone for a while.

But on the second night after their escape, he plainly heard Verla and
Lomac in a warm embrace right next to them.

While they were making love, they didn't even try to restrain their
enthusiasm. That night, Nika did try to make him react to her
advances, but the thought of what had happened to her was still too
fresh in his mind and he couldn't bring himself to touch her yet.

Finally his need for her became so great - this added to the
noisemaking of Verla and Lomac near them as they made love- and his
emotions were so fired up that on the third day after escaping from
Haski's village, he fell into her arms and he made love to her as he
had never done before.



                                  ( end of chapter 9 )

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