Third Person P.O.V
Mitch moves his fingers a little feeling the cold snow under him and around and on him. He opens his eyes and his vision is blurred. He tries to move but pain in his shoulder and leg stop him. He groans loudly. Cold snow is laying on parts of his body burying it. He sees red snow everywhere from his blood.

'I'm gonna die. They were going towards Seto. I need to get there but, I feel so weak.' Mitch thinks to himself.

"Mitch!" A voice called out.

"Mitch where are you?!" Another one called.

"H-H-Help." Mitch said as loud as he could but not loud enough. His scratchy and dry throat barely lets any noise through. He can't move.

"Mitch!" They yell again. Mitch coughs a few times hurting his throat. The attack came out of no where. It was magic and arrows. He has cameral brown hair, brown eyes, a cut along the side of his face with blood on it, black and red checkered jacket soaked with blood since an arrow is deep in his right shoulder, blue jeans that are soaked with blood to due to an sword in his thigh, red sneakers, golden dog tag that has blood on it to, his white shirt is soaked in fresh and dry blood. His bow is broken in pieces due to falling off his horse and landing on his bow and quiver. Mitch hears the voices coming closer as snow starts to fall again. Mitch tries to get up again but the snow on him weights him down keeping him trapped. He can barely feel most of his limps. Mitch closes his eyes letting his head lay to the side.

"Mitch! I found him guys!" A voice yelled. His hears horses stopping and neighing. Footsteps come and he feels snow start getting pushed off of him.

"Mitch! Mitch can you hear us?!" Someone asks. He opens his eyes and a warm hand go on the side of his face.

"Holy Notch, he's freezing." They say. Mitch looks at the people helping him as they unbury Mitch out of the snow and try to take care of his wounds best the can. He notices a crest on their jackets.

'Bacca Recruits.' Mitch thinks to himself. He feels someone grab his hands and rubs his hands and fingers trying to warm them up.

"He is gonna freeze to death if he doesn't get some warmth and soon." They say. Mitch closes his eyes and moves slightly groaning in pain. Someone grabs the sword.

"Hold Mitch still now." They said. Hands grabs Mitch holding him in place. They pull out the sword making Mitch scream. They bind his leg. Someone puts a cloth between Mitch's face and his right shoulder that has the arrow in it. They hold his right arm down and the rest of his body keeping him still while a girl grabs the arrow. Mitch looks at the girl.

"N-N-No." Mitch said. The girl looks at Mitch.

"Don't look at me Mitch. I'm sorry. It has to come out." She said. She looks at his shoulder pulling at the arrow jerking it up but it doesn't come out making Mitch scream in pain. Mitch struggles a little and the recruits hold him in place.

"Pull that damn arrow out already!" One said. She pulls at it again and no luck but Mitch screams again as unbearable amounts of pain shoot through is arm and body. Mitch takes a deep breath.

"S-S-Stop i-it!" Mitch screams. The girl lets go of the arrow making it move back into place and Mitch groans in pain.

"It won't come out!" She said.

"I know it's very hard. But you got to ignore Mitch and just start pulling on it so that arrow comes out. If his shoulder gets inflected, it could kill him." A recruit that is holding his left arm down says. The girl nods and takes a deep breath. She grabs Mitch's right arm and then the arrow.

"Here we go again." She saids. Mitch looks at the sky feeling dizzy. His right arm is starting to feel numb. But the feeling comes right back as she starts pulling on the arrow again. Mitch starts to groan loud and moves his legs or tries to. The arrow moves up a little but still in Mitch's shoulder. Mitch screams and his throat starts to burn and hurt. The arrow comes out and Mitch screams loudly when it does. Someone immediately binds Mitch's shoulder once the arrow came out. Mitch takes deep breaths and closes his eyes.

"It's out. It's out." Someone said.

"He needs to get warm. Make a fire." Someone said.

"It's snowing. Wood is gonna be wet." Another person said. They finally decide to put layers on Mitch's wounds to keep them warm and not to make them worst. They cleared out a little area and are trying to start a fire. Mitch can see his recruits that came with him dead and the horses too. The girl that pulled out the arrow has been rubbing his hands to keep his fingers and hands warm. Mitch coughs and he feels a hand rubbing his chest.

"Guys I can only keep him warm for so long." She said. After a few seconds they hear a gasp.

"O my lord. I got a fire started. Wait....why did we make it so far away from him?" A guy asks.

"I don't know. We can carry him. Carefully though." Someone said. Mitch closes his eyes and tries to go to sleep. But once he feels hands grab him, he wakes right up. They put him near the fire. Some of them went off back to the Bacca Army to get supplies so they can take better care of Mitch. They are too afraid to move Mitch because they don't want to hurt him more then he already is. Mitch feels the warmth of the fire hit him. He closes his eyes.

"Now can we question what happened here? What was able to take down Mitch and his recruits so easily?" A recruits asks. Before he could hears anything else he drifts off to sleep.