I Took An Arrow Through The Heart Novels & Stories

I fell to my knees, closed my eyes, and waited for the fate that had now befallen me. On the floor, I could hear the archer click his button. I made sure I listened to the sound of the arrow, and let it be the last thing I would listen to. In a heartbeat, the arrow hit. But it didn’t hit me. I opened my eyes and found Mary in front of me. A long arrow was in her stomach. “Why!” I yelled and cried. Why would she be so stupid as to take the shot for me? Mary fell to the ground, her body shaking and her stomach badly injured. She pressed my hand and pronounced five words.

I looked down. It was an arrow. The point was sticking right out of me. I reached down and held it. But…but where had it come from? Who had shot it? My vision went blurry. “No, hold on,” I told myself. I stumbled forward, then I fell onto my knees. I heard people calling my name. An arrow? Through the back? I fell forward, but then I chuckled to myself. “Nice try,” I whispered, “but it will take a lot more than an arrow to kill me.”

“ I'm done playing nice. Arya pointed the gun at my heart and smirked. “I wouldn't do that if I were you” I said. Almost immediately, she pulled the trigger. The bullet hit my chest, piercing through. I groaned as the pain shot through. I began to feel weak and I like I was dying. I felt heart stop for a second or more. The I felt it kick. Suddenly my heart began to beat at a fast rate. My adrenaline shot up. “Your eyes…what's happened to your eyes “ Arya said backing away.

His mouth curved into a smile that looked like it had been drawn by someone who had never seen a real smile and only understood the mechanics. I tried to pull my hand away. I couldn’t. His fingers closed around mine like iron shackles. The first impact pierced my right side. I didn’t hear the shot. I didn’t see where it came from. I only felt the arrow tearing through my flesh just below my ribs, sinking in until the tip emerged from the other side. And the burning. God, the burning. Silver. The tip was coated in silver and the poison spread through my veins like liquid fire. I dropped to my knees.

He stepped in front of me, cold and dangerous. "The holy orders," he said. "Hide behind me." A hidden arrow shot from behind him. I did not think. I threw myself forward. The arrow pierced my chest. Pain exploded. My vision went black.

, she said while rolling her eyes. She walked to a corner of the wall and picked up a crossbow and sapphire arrows. “If you stay still, this will be quick”, she said as she set the arrow in place and aimed it at me. Before another breath could pass, I heard the whistling of her arrow as it cut through the air before a sharp thud sound. I sucked in a breath as I felt pain pass through my chest to my entire body. Her aim was perfect and her arrow had hit me right in the heart.

Tabitha suddenly yelled, lunging at me, and before any of us could react, she was in front of me at the same time an arrow sank itself into her chest. I caught and held her to me as we crouched down. I didn't know what to think or what to do. All I knew was that the arrow had been meant for me and she jumped in front of it. And now, I wasn't sure if she was alive or not.

"Hey, hey.. gently my friend, you will be fine. Don't move." I whispered gently and I gently grabbed his neck and put him on my feet and removed that arrow from his body.. He was bleeding a lot and to my surprise I found a message with the same arrow.. I put it aside and tried to heal him, but it was too late for the arrow He got into his heart and I couldn't do anything.. again.. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" I whisper crying as I put my face to his neck, it hurts..

Something was- That's when I felt it, a sharp pierce pushing through my chest. I looked down. An arrow. I staggered. I was shot in the chest with an arrow.

Or that the goddess will miraculously change my fate and rewrite this tragedy? Whatever it is, I don’t stop, swooshing through the trees and bushes with a tiny flame of hope beaming in my hollowed heart. And I get into the open, something in sight that makes me pedal back for a moment. And as I force myself to jump the dark silhouette, I hear a whistling in the air as something comes puncturing into my right shoulder, piercing through and wringing a gasp from my chest. A silver arrowhead! Is this it, is this how I end? My body falls forward as the pain begins to ravage my being. With an arm stretched out and shaking as my fingers make gestures to grab onto something, I feel my fingers brush