Date: Sat, 11 May 2013 23:36:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Blade Hamer <razorbald@yahoo.com>
Subject: Turnhurst Manor Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

One night before the snow began to fly a truck stopped at the end of the
driveway. Kyle and I happened to be on watch. When someone got out of the
truck. We raised our guns and yell out to them. "You're not welcomed here
so please get back in your truck and leave."

The person raises their hand and began walking towards us and yelled back.

"We need your help please?"

 Who ever it was sounded like a little girl and as they got closer they
also appeared to be a young girl. Kyle looked at me and said.

"If someone is hurt we have to help."

He was right we couldn't just turn someone who is injured away. So I yelled
back to them and had the driver pull the truck into the yard. The young
girl got back into the truck and they made their way up into the yard. A
tall young man opened the driver's side door and raised his hands as he got
out of the truck. He appeared to be around 17 years old and he called out
that he was unarmed. With my gun still raised I told him to get on the
ground. Which he did immediately then the passenger side door opened and
the young looking girl or what appeared to be a girl got out and did the
same? Kyle moved closer to the truck then walked around to the open door
and saw there were two young boys lying in the front seat. He yelled for me
to get the twins. Then he backed away and moved around to the front of the
truck. He held the gun on the two outside of the truck while I ran to get
the twins. The twins were up and had there bags in hand as I reached the

 door. Both with guns in hands. They ran to the truck and were inside
before I had a chance to look around. The two boys in the truck looked to
be out cold. One had a bullet hole in his right shoulder and the other boy
looked to have been shot in the head but looked to be only be grazed but
was bleeding a lot.

Bobby pulled the first boy out and yelled at me to help him carry the boy
to the house. Billy yelled at Kyle to help him get the others in the house
and come to help him. Kyle told the two on the ground to get up and to go
into the house where Bobby had taken the other boy. Once inside I covered
the two boys and Kyle ran out to help Billy. Yes the boy that I thought was
a girl was in fact a boy. He had long blonde hair and appeared to be
wearing shorts that were torn at the crotch. Kyle and Billy brought the
other boy in and began to put a bandage on his head. Then Billy went to
help Bobby with the other boy. The twins tore the shirt off the shirt off
the boy they had laying on the table. You could see the hole torn threw the
young mans shoulder. Then Bobby turned and told everyone to get out. So
with our guns still raise Kyle and I took the two boys back outside and
took them to the main house.

Chris heard all the noise outside and was up, he met us as we walked in the
door. He had eggs on the stove fresh lamb loins cooking and bread in the
oven. we had lowered our guns and invited the two young men in to have
something to eat. I started out by introducing myself. I said.

"My name is Jeff, this is Kyle and our cook is Chris."

The boy with the long blonde hair and torn shorts said,

"My name, Troy, this is Craig but he don't say much, the two guys your
friends are working on are Anthony and Anton. They are twins if you didn't
notice."

I didn't notice, so I knew I would have to have a closer look later.

Troy went on to tell us his story of what brought them here. While Chris
finish cooking.

His story started with the four of them and their parents traveling with a
caravan of vehicles that had been traveling on the road for the last eight
years; they had been driving from town to town staying just in front of the
fighting. Two years ago their group had decided to settle down since the
fighting had move south from where they had stopped. Troy said that their
group was making things work. They began by planting crops in the spring
while still living in there vehicles, they also started fix houses up so
they had homes to live in. Plants were growing, the group started living
the life of homesteaders instead of a group of rag tagged travelers who
were just were living to survive. Everything was going good until one night
midsummer of this year, the group was attacked the first time, who ever
attacked them just shot out the tires on a few of their vehicles the first
time. The next night shots were taken at the house. No one was hurt but
this

 causes some of the adults to begin taking turns guarding the
property. Once they did this they the attacks slowed down and soon
stopped. Troy said little did they know who ever was attacking them was
preparing for an all out attack.

It began just before night fall the first shots that were taken killed the
guards that were protecting the place. Next came the attacks on the main
farm house. Troy told us he did not think anyone in the house
survived. Craig, Anton, Anthony, and I were out in working in the barn
doing chores when they attacked the house. Craig was the only one who knew
how to drive so they rushed to one of the trucks and drove off.

Troy told us they have been moving from town to town farm house to farm
house picking through everything they could find to stay alive.

Troy said they had past this way about two months ago and had stopped when
they saw another truck but when the other truck stopped and showed them
they were armed the quickly drove off. He said they also came upon a small
town but most of the buildings had been burned out or collapsed in upon
themselves. As they continued west they met up with some other groups
traveling going west they had heard out a big house that was abandoned and
decided to go with the groups and investigate. Once they reached the house
it was huge. Troy said there had to be like 40 rooms in the house.

 It was then that I looked at Tyler and Tyler looked at me.

Troy told us they parked their truck around back away from the rest of the
group and it was a good thing they had. They had been there for two week
with nothing happening and everyone was settling in and getting
comfortable. The boys had chosen to sleep together in the same room. The
room they chose had a nice fireplace and two beds and they had a door that
lead out back into a garden. Troy stopped as Chris set food down in front
of him. He looked at me like he was asking for permission to stop telling
his story so he could have something to eat. Craig had already started to
eat. So I told him.

"Why don't you eat and you can finish telling us your story after your
done."

he smiled then said.

"Thank you."

Chris, Tyler and I sat and watched as the two young men dug into there
food. I pulled Tyler aside along with Chris and asked Tyler if he thought
they had found Turnhurst manor and he thought they had.

When Troy finish he went on telling us their story as Craig sat and listen
along with the rest of us. Troy went on telling us that the night before
last they had gone to bed in the room. When they heard noise coming from
the hallway. At first they thought someone was banging on something but
when the noise got louder they made a break for the door and scrambled
toward the truck. They had their rout to the truck figured out but they
didn't move fast enough. Anton was the first to get shot in the
shoulder. Anthony went back to help his brother that was then he got shot
in the head. Troy said Craig grabbed both of the two injured boys and
carried them both to the truck.

It was then that Craig said something and he had tears in his eyes as he
said.

"I couldn't leave them boys they are like brothers to me."

Troy then got up and put his arm around him and said.

"They will be ok, I trust these people."

When Craig calmed down Troy moved his chair next to him and went on with
his story. Craig carried both Anton and Anthony back to the truck. The next
thing I remember is we were here. We saw the lights and decided to see if
you would help us?

The two boys sat quietly at the table holding each others hands. It was a
strange site to see. Chris looked at me then turned to Troy and asked him
how old he was.

Troy looked up and studied all of us before saying.

"I am 14 why?"

Chris looked just as surprised as I was.

"Wow really".

 I said.

"Damn Troy you don't look a day over 9 years old and when I first saw you I
thought you were a girl."

"Yeah, I get that a lot."

He nervously giggled.

"But if you want me to prove to you I am a boy I can."

Then he raised his torn short and there hanging between his legs was a 3
inch cock complete with a full bush surrounding his cock along with two
plum sized testicals. Then he lowered his shorts as his face turned a
bright red.

"I told you I was all boy."

Then he laughed nervously. It was then that Craig spoke up again and said.

"I can prove I am a boy to if you want me too?"

We all began to laugh. Craig smile for the first time and it was then that
I notice what I had not noticed before. Even thought he stood a good foot
and a half taller than me he was a very handsome young man. Though he was
all skin and bone there was no doubt he was strong from what Troy had told
us about him picking up the two boys and caring them to the truck.



I told Craig he didn't have to prove anything to us and he smiled again. I
looked over at Chris and asked him to find out what size clothes Craig and
Troy wore and sent him out to find something that would fit them. Kyle went
up to draw a bath for the two young men. I then made the short walk over to
Billy and Bobby's house.



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