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It took some weeks to have the masts fitted to the new ships. Scott and Gabrain took the opportunity to review how other things were progressing in Oban. Further shipments of Rouncey horses had been traded here and Scott now found he had over sixty of the huge beasts with breeding underway. Work had been ongoing at the Oban camp to install a similar sewer system to that achieved at Inveraray and the local craftsmen were working flat out to install toilets in all of the accommodation.

Inveraray had supplied a schoolteacher and Oban now had a thriving school for its children.

As with all the other Dalriada settlements, the food stores and grain silos were full to bursting, never had the people had such an abundance of food and beasts. Scott discussed the need to start building roads from Oban outwards, the first being targeted at linking the camp with that at Taynuilt where the mill was based.

A message arrived to confirm that the ships were all now ready for their campaign. Ten longships and the two larger ships were at their disposal. Scott decided to use the larger ships in the main for the horses, ensuring that they had sufficient room and some greater stability while at sea. Hoists and slings were used to lift the horses aboard, only one or two accidents occurring. Five of the longships were eventually also pressed into service to carry horses and the first wave at last set off.

They sailed down the Sound of Jura, down the length of Knapdale and Kintyre before swinging east round the foot of Kintyre and past the Isle of Arran. Two days later they made landfall at Aird Rosain (modern day Ardrossan) and took a further day to unload the horses. Scott and Gabrain remained with the men and horses while the ships returned to Oban to load the second wave.

While they waited Scott sent out scouts to identify the prevailing circumstances. He made sure to prospect both inland and down the coast, assuming Saxons would be mainly away from the seaboard and any Vikings would remain close to their ships.

Intelligence was soon coming in to confirm that there were concentrations of both Saxon and Viking throughout this area of Coineagan (modern day Cunninghame). Scott and Gabrain grew impatient waiting for the second wave of Dalriada to arrive, knowing that targets were all around them, ripe for overrunning if they had but their full one thousand cavalry to command. There was no inland camp or site with more than five hundred in it and that suggested easy pickings. Some of the Viking camps touched on one thousand or more and would be more difficult to take on. The real challenge was perhaps the fact that there were ten settlements and camps in this Cunninghame alone, and who knows how many others further south through Coila (modern day Kyle), Carraig (modern day Carrick) and finally Gallobha (Galloway).

A further five days of kicking their heels and the second wave arrived at Aird Rosain. Another day was required to unload the second batch of horses and then another day to allow the horses to regain their land legs. At last Scott and Gabrain had their force ready to begin their campaign.

Scott had brought several wagons with him and these had been re-assembled, their cargo loaded up. He also ordered five of the longships to remain on station and agreed a set of signals with their captains.

The first targets Scott chose were the inland ones. He hoped he would be able to free some of the locals and have them help with future targets. His plan involved a repeat of the 'blitkreig' and 'hammer and anvil' tactics he had used in Fife. His thinking was that this would lead to the Saxons running and leaving behind their local slaves. The last thing he wanted was to have his men needing to try to differentiate between foe and possible ally.

They made their way carefully towards Kilwinning, splitting their force; seven hundred heading below the camp to act as the anvil while three hundred rode on to run the Saxons towards them. Scott led the three hundred and he held them out of sight of the camp to allow Gabrain to get into position and to set up a little surprise he had for the Saxons.

He gave Gabrain half an hour or so and then led his men forward. As before they advanced line abreast and at a slow trot so the Saxons would have plenty of time to see them and react. The Saxons duly obliged Scott by taking to their heels and running. There were perhaps three hundred and fifty of them and they ran unknowingly towards their deaths. As they ran, looking over their shoulders at Scott and his men pursuing them, they didn't initially see Gabrain and his seven hundred in front of them. They were perhaps only two hundred yards from Gabrain when it became obvious they had spotted the additional threat.

The Saxons just about came to a standstill as they were caught between the two Scots forces. At that moment, men rose on either side of them, throwing burning torches to the ground. It now became apparent that Gabrain had taken the time to soak a swathe of ground in oil and it was this ground that the Saxons were standing on. Screams shrieked out from the inferno as men were consumed by the flames. Gabrain's men moved forward to fire volleys of crossbow bolts into the fire, mercifully killing some of those who were being burned alive.

A retiral to the Kilwinning settlement found that all of the 'locals' had vanished, Scott's plan to try to use them something of a moot point now.

They didn't waste too much time at Kilwinning, the blitzkrieg tactic demanding they drive on to the next camp. Two more settlements were dealt with using the same treatment, the Saxons falling in numbers and the 'locals' vanishing like mist.

Two more days of similar tactics had rid Cunninghame of Saxons and brought Scott and Gabrain to the River Irbhinn (modern day Irvine). This marked the boundary of Cunninghame and they were now faced with a choice of carrying on with their blitzkrieg against the Saxons or backtracking to deal with the Vikings on the coast.

The Dalriada forces were still fresh, little actual fighting having taken place and Scott decided it was time to spill some Norse blood. His original plan of enlisting locals was not working, so he thought it wise now to take on the Danes while he still had a force that was fighting fit and eager to engage.

The Viking campsite here was at Irvine itself and Scott and Gabrain agreed this should be their next target. Scott sent messengers to Aird Rosain to his ships' captains with instructions on how to proceed.

The last inland camp they had 'cleansed' had been Kil Mhearnaigh (modern day Kilmarnock) and they rested there to allow the ships to get in position. Scott's instructions had involved the Scots longships stealing into Irvine by night. There was a natural, sheltered anchorage here and the Scots slipped in close, swimmers crossing to deal with sentries on the eleven Viking longships before they were then towed out to the mouth of the bay. Just as dawn was breaking several of the longships were doused with oil and set alight.

Scott and Gabrain had gathered their men out of sight behind the sand dunes and waited to see what the Vikings would do. The conflagration out at sea was quickly identified and the alarm was raised throughout the Norse camp. As the sky brightened, the Danes made their way down onto the sands to watch their ships burn. With the Norse concentrated on the sands, Scott now unleashed several squads of his cavalry. These were trailing the 'scythe' contraptions behind their horses and the wet; soft, sand deadened the sound of their hooves until they were close to the enemy.

By the time the Vikings turned away from their burning ships they found themselves under the rotating blades of Scott's cavalry. The two squads rode through the massed Norse and continued several hundred yards down the sands. Scott let the Danes have a minute or two to focus on his first two squads, their backs to him, before unleashing another two squads with scythe attachments. The first wave were shouting and jeering at the Danes, distracting them from the threat that was charging at their rear.

The second wave of Scots cavalry also cut through the Danes, mowing down many of them as the passed to join the first wave on the sands. Scott now signalled his ships' captains to sail into the bay, right up to the beach, men on each ship firing crossbows into the completely disorganised Norse, the ship ballistas also firing as rapidly as they could.

The two cavalry charges and the crossbow assault from the longships had grievously weakened the Danes and largely broken their spirit. Scott now led a final charge of his remaining cavalry, sweeping across the sands to engulf the last of the Vikings. The victory was absolute, Scots casualties minimal and nine of the original longships still intact and now available to the Dalriada force.

Gabrain called for a halt and spoke to Scott about a possible next step.

"Scott, these locals, they have been in thrall for some time and understandably run when they have the chance. They don't know who we are and if we ever hope to win their support in this campaign, we have to do something more to win their confidence."

Scott considered this and remembered the British army's 'hearts and minds' approach whenever they operated. He sent messengers out to his ship captains and ordered them to sail back to Dalriada to pick up as much foodstuff as could be spared.

While they were waiting for the ships to return, Scott and Gabrain crossed the River Irvine and began their assault on Kyle. They achieved similar results using the same tactics there and now had control of two thirds of the Ayrshire lands. After having watched Scott's men for some days, some of the locals ventured from their hiding places to find out who they were. When they found fellow Gaelic speakers, evinced enemies of the Saxons and Danes, they warmed to them and passed word to others that it was safe to come out into the open.

By the time food arrived back on the ships, there were more than enough mouths to feed. The fact that Scott and Gabrain were willing to share their food spoke volumes to the locals and they began to trust them more. A move was made to husband the food each settlement had and to recover the weapons left behind by the fleeing Saxons and Danes.

Scott was relieved that each of the camps had a significant store of grain and the like given the numbers of locals that now came out of the wilds. He was amazed to find the numbers he was dealing with. His reckoning had been based on his scout's observations at Kilwinning. If there had been five hundred in the camp and three hundred and fifty turned out to be Saxons, he had assumed that there were some one hundred and fifty locals. At ten settlements each in Cunninghame and Kyle, he had assumed there would be around fifteen hundred locals in each area in total. What he hadn't bargained for was that for every man enslaved in each camp, there was two or three more hiding in the hills and the wilds. He was now faced with the prospect of some nine thousand additional locals to deal with, to feed. Perhaps half of these were made up of the women and children, a mix of locals, Saxons and Vikings.

Welcome as this would be in terms of additional fighting men, the remaining food in each camp would need to be supplemented by additional rations from Dalriada.

They crossed the River Dhuin into Carrick and it was two more weeks of grinding, unrelenting scourging of the Saxons and Danes before it to was freed of invaders. The population was even more numerous here and Scott and Gabrain quickly found themselves with another six thousand mouths to feed, again, half of these potential fighting men.

Scott knew that winter wasn't far off, the snows might be only weeks away, and that he had miscalculated the scale of what he and Gabrain had set out to do. He discussed things with his young King and they agreed that any assault on Galloway would need to wait for the spring. All their energies would now be directed to improving the defences of the lands they had freed thus far.

Gabrain's apprenticeship programme now proved itself even more useful as trained craftsmen were shipped from Dalriada to help establish workshops at each of the liberated camps. Raw materials for building were basic for the present time but they made do with what they had. From the outset the lessons Dalriada had learned were shared with the new people - washing, boiling water, draining land in readiness for spring planting etc.

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Sandra never expected that her life will change in a such dramatic way. Two weeks after her eighteen birthday she was on a routine scouting mission and then an arrow hit her ankle. It was an arrow coated with a sleeping poison. It was a crafty ambush made by a group of slavers. She awoke in a wagon and spent more than two weeks there with no chance to escape. It wasn't that bad. No one touched her. She was fell fed. Slavers cared to deliver the goods intact. Finally they reached their...

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SURVIVING THE CARNIVAL

He called himself The Bishop he was an Evangalistical self anointed preacher self righteous and self promoting he used peoples fears to promote his bastardized religion which was of a puritanical nature he hated gays or Homo's as he so eloquently put during his Sunday bible thumping mass he said that gays were corrupting the world with their sins promoting inter-gender relations and inter-gender marriage he called on his flock to erase the stain of homosexual lust and to restore order to the...

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Surviving The Big C

Many people in all age groups today refer to it as the big "C" rather than utter the scary of scaries: Cancer! My husband was a decent provider, nothing super successful. We had a son within the first year of marriage and then William lost that magic inner drive (libido) that makes so many men pliable to their women. The only time (after the first year) that I was able to get William to have a protracted sexual session was when I finally agreed to fellate him! I never found the idea of...

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Surviving Adversity

Aaron moved from desk to desk through the office he had spent the last nineteen years in. Oh, he had not had the same job for that length of time but he had worked at the same address. He had risen from a claims adjuster to Assistant Manager during that time. Today was to be the last time he was in the office—at least as an employee—and it was not a full day. It was just short of ten a.m. and he was making the final rounds telling his employees goodbye before he went off to an early retirement....

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 9

When Ron woke up in the morning Brenda was lying in front of him and had her back to his chest. Ron's arm was over her and Brenda had pulled his hand over her breast and had her hand over his holding it in place. Ron tried to free his hand so that he could crawl out of the shelter. Brenda pulled his hand back to her breast. Ron lifted himself to look at her face. She was still asleep. Ron gently pulled his hand away from her and crawled out of the shelter. Ron went to the stream and...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 10

As they approached the cabin Ron and Brenda gasped. The cabin was nothing but an abandoned hunter's shelter that the men had put paper and cardboard over and some trash to cover holes that they didn't have enough paper or cardboard for. The two surplus army cots and the 55-gallon drum made into a wood stove took up over half of the cabin. The walls and roof of the cabin had many holes and the daylight streamed into the cabin through the holes. Apparently any cooking was done outside, as...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 11

Ron pulled Brenda to him and kissed her tenderly. Brenda returned his kiss and the kiss grew in intensity. Their tongues started dueling. Ron moved his kisses to her ear and then to her neck and caressed her back. His hand moved to her breast and he lowered his head to her breast and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Brenda gasped and put her hand to the back of his head and held him to her. Ron gently let his teeth scrape her nipple and Brenda moaned deep in her throat. He started...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 12

Ron gathered the gear and loaded it on the sled. He decided to get rid of some of the gear that he felt they no longer needed and all of the gear fit on the sled. The sled needed a few repairs before they could start. He repaired the sled and rechecked the gear. Ron and Brenda checked the horizon to see if they could find the smoke that Ron had seen yesterday. Brenda almost immediately found it. "There it is, over there," she cried out excitedly. Ron grabbed his compass and took a...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 13

In the morning Ron and Brenda got up and Ron found a loaf of homemade bread and he and Brenda ate bread and jam for breakfast. Brenda washed the sheets and hung them out on the clothesline next to the cabin. Ron assembled their gear for the trip back home and searched for the bolt that he had removed from the rudder of the Cessna. They were sitting on the bench in front of the cabin when John Priest came walking his horse up the gravel road. He waved as he neared them. "They're going to...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 14

Ron and Brenda woke up about 8 o'clock in the morning and took a shower together. As Ron was soaping her breasts she turned her head and looked at him. "Another first, I've never taken a shower with a man before," she said smiling. "Like it?" he asked as he picked her up. "Yes," she said and put her arms around his neck and lifted her legs up around his waist. Ron entered her and started to thrust into her with the water cascading over them. Their lovemaking was intense and they...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 15

Brenda walked to her car and hesitated before getting in. She put her hand on the door handle and looked at Ron. Ron knew that she was still not sure of his feelings toward her and she was afraid to pressure him. "Brenda, your not going to chicken out on me are you?" he asked. "I want you to spend this week with me and I really don't think I can sleep without you next to me." Brenda broke out in a big grin and said, "Follow me to my place." Brenda led the way through the traffic to...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 16

Ron woke up first and pulled away from Brenda and covered her as the fire had gone out during the night and she no longer had his warmth next to her. He went into the kitchen and started fixing breakfast. Brenda woke up and came into the kitchen when she smelled the food cooking. She came up behind him and put her arms around him and pulled him to her. He kissed her quickly and continued fixing the bacon and eggs. Ron set the food on the table and Brenda complimented him on his...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 17

Ron told her they would take the Expedition and took her arm as they walked to the garage. Ron held the door of the Expedition for her and she got in. Ron went around to the driver's side and got in. He reached for the key to start the car and then dropped his hand back into his lap. He reached over and took Brenda's hand in his. "Aren't you going to finish dressing?" he asked. "You don't have everything on do you?" Brenda started checking herself. She checked her earrings, pulled...

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Surviving the IslandChapter 3

The sounds of crashing waves woke most of them all at the same time. The boat was also pitching a bit more than it had been since the night the Ocean Princess sank. James lifted himself high enough to look out over the stern and see they were being carried by the tide straight towards a small island. They were just close enough to hear the waves crashing, but far enough away to confirm it was definitely an island, and not a very big one. James scanned the horizon in all other directions with...

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Surviving the IslandChapter 5

When they arrived back at the lifeboat, Jessica was ready for them. She immediately lifted his former Navy sidearm and pointed it at James. James ignored her while he put down the water pouches and unslung his waist bag. He had to get within ten feet of her to do this, but she just kept the gun trained on him until he stood up and looked at her. "You're not going to be ordering anyone around anymore!" Jessica yelled nervously. "And you're not going to be creeping up on us when we're...

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Surviving the IslandChapter 7

Neither of them heard her approach, but they both blinked out of their post-orgasmic dozing when they felt her shadow cross them. "I can't believe you did this!" Natalie cried. Then before either of them could even think of a possible response, she took off running down the beach. Stacy pulled away from him, his soft cock finally plopping loose of her tight little orifice with a sad wet sound. James grinned inwardly at the sound, but Stacy simply said, "I'll take care of her," and...

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Surviving the IslandChapter 8

Natalie finally stopped running when her tear-filled eyes blinded her enough to cause her to trip and fall to her knees. Stacy ran up behind her gasping for breath and immediately dropped down next to her. Stacy gasped, "I'm sorry Nat. I ... we need him. We need them. You know Julie will go with him." Natalie only continued to cry. Her older sister put her naked arm around Natalie's shoulders, "Don't worry, he promised to keep you out of this deal. You'll still be living with us,...

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Surviving the IslandChapter 9

When James arrived back at their camp site, he excitedly explained what he'd found and showed them the large fish he'd speared. Quickly, Julie had the fire roaring and had laid out the fish in pieces to fry while James laid out his plan for them. In the middle of it all, when he mentioned just leaving the signal fire that Stacy and Natalie had spent most of the day putting together, Stacy was far from accepting. "Wait! What?" she spluttered. James shrugged, "Sorry. We'll just have to...

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Surviving the IslandChapter 10

Five months later, they remembered they weren't the only ones on this island. When James had decided last week that it was finally time they attempted to explore the island, it became obvious that Julie and Stacy would be the ones staying behind while Natalie accompanied James. Stacy's belly had been showing for months already, and though Julie's figure remained the same, she had missed her period twice. So while James and Natalie had been gone for a week, headed up into the hills to try...

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Surviving the IslandEpilogue

Jessica's leg was in bad shape. For several minutes, Julie and Stacy had discussed whether to even deal with the traitorous woman. But in the end, they'd both decided that they couldn't live with themselves knowing they'd left her to die. They dragged her unconscious body back to the beach in front of their house, but neither made the move to bring her inside. They both examined the wound on her leg, which was deep. They cleaned it and stitched it closed, wrapping it up with a clean...

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Surviving 3Chapter 2 Theory put to the test

Scott parked the 4x4 and immediately set about pitching the tent and transferring those goods he had decided were the most important inside it. As he had planned, he tied several of the tent's guy ropes to the vehicle. Once he was finished he walked into Inveraray proper and spent some time just milling about the town, soaking up the beautiful scenery of Loch Fyne, the peak of Strachur on the far shore and the sunshine on the whitewashed buildings that fronted the little pier. He knew there...

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