Thread: Come Hell or Valhalla...  [The Wolven Lord and AnjelRocker]

The pounding of the door, the axes being swung against the heavy wood... it was a nightmare for those in the church as the Norse men hacked their way through the church's door. Children screamed, women weeped, and Caitriona tried to pray but the splintering of the wood distracted her. It took five minutes before the door burst open. There was nothing to protect them but God. To add to the horror, there was a bolt of lightening and the crash of thunder. People were convinced that the end had come... the day of reckoning. Caitriona was trying with all her might to be brave, her son in her arms. Neither of them could look away as the giant men and women entered the House of God. People of the village were weeping, the young and old as the men of the cloth were praying for salvation from the terror. However, Caitriona did not consider herself courageous... she only knew that she had to be, only for her son. Her grey eyes were on the leader of the men as he entered and looked around, most of the other beasts of men and women laughing as another flash of lightening lit the sky. He was larger than the other men and women... he stepped towards the alter as her eyes were only on him because he was so... daunting. He did not looked to the people in the church. Perhaps, they only wanted the riches? Perhaps, they would leave the villagers alone? There was some hope as she was sitting between one of the pews on the ground. The giant walked passed her and her son, he pointed the large ax at the alter before saying something in his own language. Caitriona looked to the alter with the gold and treasures that was for the ceremonies of God. Well, it would be awful if they took them but, would she be entirely upset? Would God be upset with them? He was looking at the cross with their lord and saviour on it before he lifted the massive ax. The next few moments were surreal as the ax split the object in half as it fell to the ground. Jesus was split in half as believers screamed at the horror of it. She could not believe it, she could not feel in those moment as his voice boomed, as if they shook the walls of the stone church. Those words seemed to inspire the men and women of the raiders. They acted on it as they went for their plunder. Screams echoing along with the grunts and groans of death every which way. Caitriona thought that she had to escape from the church. It was no longer safe for her and her son... but there seemed to be no escape. One of the giants came towards her, licking his lips with a look that told her exactly what he wanted. Her sleeve ripped as she tried to pull away with all of her might. Calhoun... She said to her son as she put him down. Perhaps, there was still a chance for his escape. Would he be able to survive without her? He was still so young. That was her motivation as she spat at the grinning buffoon. He certainly did not like that as he slapped her across the face as if to break her spirit. It hurt... she could feel the sting of his hand on her cheek... her nose was probably broken. There was a cry of agony that escaped her lips as she was trying to swallow the pain. He had slammed her down on the ground, his hands gripping her dress to lift the skirts and get to the raping that he wanted to do so badly. She knew that she had to kill this man if she was going to survive this. He ripped her dress, he was also trying to get his cock out. This gave time to locate the dagger on her. When he was back down, his cock out as he rubbed himself a few times. Her breathing was ragged as she gripped the blade as she thought of the lesson that her husband had given her about defending herself. It had been a long time but she did remember it as she looked up at him with grey eyes and he grinned down at her before looking back down at his cock... and that is when she struck with no mercy. Her blade sank into his neck as he roared as she was trying to decapitate the beast of a man. The blood sprayed from the artery in the neck as she knew that she was covered in his blood but she did not care. He was going to die and she was going to survive. Yes, the lord said 'Thou shall not kill.' However, if she confessed her sin and that she was protecting her son... well, perhaps she would need to say some prayer and she could handle that. The body slumped on top of her as she tried to get him off of her. Mama... Calhoun said as he was at her side. I'm alive... She whispered as she could feel the blood all over her... It was disgusting as she crawled and tried to get away and yet, hell was still going on around her. She pulled the dagger from the Norseman's neck as she looked around for a moment. Would she have to fight another? Well, she was going to try if this was the case... Another one of the raiders saw what she had down as he said something to one of the other fellow invaders and she shielded her son. I will kill you too as this one. She said boldly as she glared and pointed to the dead man with her small dagger.