alone in the darkness. Hope slides the blade of her new sword back into the scabbard before walking out and closing the door behind her. She walks solemnly down the hall back to her bedroom to her waiting bag.
“Guess it feels like the whole world is against you doesn’t it?” Joshua says rising from her bed.
“What do you want?” Hope says harshly, “Here to tell me I’m too young to volunteer? That this is no longer my decision?”
“Oh no my dear, quite the contrary,” He says with a sly grin as he walks over to her, “I’m here to make sure the others haven’t poisoned your mind. I heard what they told you, how they tried to convince you against going. That’s so wrong of them, you’re a grown woman now,” he places his hands on her shoulders starts to rub them softly, “you know you remind me of my wife, God rest her soul.”
“Thanks?” She says uncomfortably, her body shivering slightly.
“When you get back they are going to call you a hero, each one of you. Risking your lives for others,” He pulls her body close to his, “is greatest thing anyone could ever do for anyone else.”
Hope tries to pull herself away but she can’t escape Joshua’s strong grip, “Sir, you’re making me uncomfortable.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t realize. I was just lost in the moment,” his hands still clenching tightly on her shoulders.
“Sir, you’re still doing it,” She repeats, “please let go of me.”
“Or what?” he moves his hands down her arms catching her off guard, forcing her to drop the sword.
“Or I’ll make you let go,” Hope says breathing heavily.
“Try,” Josh says taunting her, laughing as he keeps his grip. She fights to free herself, his grip getting tighter with every struggle. “Is there is nothing you can do to stop me. I am in charge.”
A sharp blow strikes him on the back of the head, dropping him to the ground. The striking force takes Hope by surprise knocking her down as well. She squirms away from Joshua’s semi-conscious body and sees Fanny standing over them.
“Need a hand?”
“What are you doing here?” Hope asks taking her hand hesitantly.
“I’ve told you your whole life, I’ll always protect you,” Fanny says pulling her in for a hug.
“You don’t understand,” Joshua says pulling himself back to his feet.
“I understand that if you touch her again I will kill you,” Fanny says holding up a silver handgun.
“Now tell me how good that would look, the two of you, standing over my body; the smoking barrel found still in your hand?” Joshua nods his head in disapproval, “And I thought you girls were smarter than that.”
“I’d rather take my chances explaining everything to the people,” Fanny says cocking the hammer back.
“Alright, alright,” Joshua says raising his hands in defense, “what if I leave and we all pretend nothing ever happened? I mean pretty soon you’ll both be off for the main land right, that sounds better than a trial doesn’t it?”
Hope and Fanny glance at each other slightly, each nodding as if they know what the other is thinking.
“Fine,” Hope says lowering Fanny’s arm, “but try anything again and I won’t be able to stop her.”
“Deal,” Joshua says extending one hand out while using the other to rub his battered head.
Hope and Fanny just stare at