When I got back to my house I made a call
by an old radio.
“Hello” said a voice on the other end
“Hi it’s John Edwell here to report vital information on an attack on the rebel
“Just wait a moment while I get the Capitan” said the voice. There was silence
for a few monento on the other end.
“Hello this is Capitan Rosko, I here you have vital information” said a main on
the other end
“Yes I do sir” I replied, “Base 5-E will be attacked in two days, and
unfortunately I supplied them with a way that they could track all the tunnels”
“Why would you do that!” said Captain Rosko
“So I could get a higher role in the palace, and it worked! I’m now a low rank
general, or so I’m told” I said, there was a shots amount of silence on the
“Well done you are progressing fast! How old are you again?” asked Captain
“Well good job again”
“Sir you must evacuate a small amount of people, mainly the people that hold
vital information. Make sure you leave most of the kids behind or they’ll
“Righto then, I will take you advice, I and some others will leave before the
two days are up”
“Thank you sir”
“Goodbye” I said, and then the line went dead.
The next day I was I the palace when a maid
came up to me
“John Edwell?” she asked
“Yes” I said
“You are wanted in training room five. Come this way” said the maid
The maid lead me to an extremely large room with large targets all around the
edge. Next to the doors where racks with bows and quivers on them. There where
the two guards I saw yesterday at either side of the door. In the centre of the
room were two people, the Haunted Warrior and General Grovarge.
“Ah good you here!” said the Haunted Warrior as the maid left the room, “Tom go
stand over there” she said as she pointed to a target at the end of the side of
the wall closest to the door.
General Grovarge walked over to the target, “Here” he said with this back
“Yes just there” she said as she drew arrow from her quiver and lined it up.
“Ok” he said then as he turned around the Haunted Warrior released an arrow and
it trimmed some of the hair on his head. There was a little bit of hair
sticking out from where the arrow was imbedded in the target. General Groverge
went white. He opened his mouth to say something but the Haunted Warrior beat
him to it.
“Run piggy run” she said as she notched another arrow. The general ran, but he
obviously wasn’t thinking because he ran in the opposite direction from the
door. She let another arrow fly and it just missed his back, to my surprise the
general sped up.
“Help! Help” the general cried, but the guard at the door didn’t move. She let
another arrow fly, but like the last it just missed his back. She let arrows
continue to fly, they all just missed his back.
“Watch this” she said when the general was almost at the balcony. She let an
arrow fly, but this time it skimmed his chest. The general grinded to a halt
painted, and then he fell over. She walked over to him, stepped over him and
yanked out the arrow imbedded in the wooden railing of the balcony.
“You- killed- me” painted the general
“No, I merely cut your shirt and jacket”
“But- I- feel- like- I’m- dying” painted the general
she laughed, “No Tom, that’s called fatigue, you’re just exhorted from exercising.
And trust me you needed it!” she said as she walked back over him.
“If- this- is you- training- than- I- don’t- like- it” he painted
“No this isn’t my training” she said
“Yeah, mine’s dogging bullets instead, arrows are too easy”The general gasped and passed out.
“That was fun!” she said sounding happy as she walked over to where one of her
other arrows where imbedded
“So it is true!” I said unable to stop myself
“What’s true?” she asked not looking at me, but at her arrow that she was
trying to get out of the target.
“You enjoy causing other people pain!” I said
She gave a soft laugh, “Him” she gestured to the general “He’d have a scratch
at the most! And besides he’s been annoying me for years he deserves that at
“But you were trying to hit him!”
“Look around, dose it really look like I was trying to hit him?”
“What do yo-” I looked around at all of the targets, all of the arrows aside
from the one that she shot first hit dead centre on the targets. “You … what?”
“I was seeing how fast I could hit the targets. I had to wait for him to run by
him first. So I wasn’t actually aiming for him, other that the first but I was
aiming for his hair, and the last one I was aiming for his shirt and jacket. So
I was just scaring him”
“But what about all the people that you’ve killed! They didn’t deserve to die!
Did they!” I was almost shouting. She turned to face me. I flinched; I was
scared of what she’d do to me.
“No, no they didn’t.” she said her voice full of sorrow “Very few of the people
I’ve killed deserved to die”
“Then why did you kill them”
“I wouldn’t if I had choice” she said as she kept collecting the arrows in the
“What do you mean if you had a choice” I said my anger rising
She looked away “You won’t understand”
“What do you mean I won’t “
“No one dose, there is only one person that dose” she said, “and he isn’t here
because this place!” she shouted and stabbed the target with the arrow she was
holding. I was startled by her sudden rage. She pulled the arrow out and stuffed it in the
quiver. Then she slammed the bow and quiver on their racks then stormed out if
the room with the guards trailing her.
This is a part from Mistical's life, she hates it there but you get to see different sides of her. She can be very moody at this time and it is because of her experiences during her time at this place. These event's take place before she escapes the place, but it's here that you can see her at her fullest. This is where all of her emotions come out; anger, depression, love, loss and so much more. So as you may of guessed this is about emotion, but there is violence because of the rage! It will be mainly from other people's perspective of her. And in this place she is often referred to as the Haunted Warrior And so i shall actually present you with what i have done!
I walked into the training room. It was massive;
there was every kind of things that you would need to do any kind of training
or physical activity. There were two guards standing in front of the training
area with some wooden spinning training dummies. A dark figure was weaving in
and out of the dummies with impossibly quick speed. The figure was hitting the
dummies in every spot that could cause a deadly or painful blow on a human.
They dogged every spinning fist, blade, mace and other weapons. I move to enter
“State your name and business” said one of the guards. I managed to tear my
eyes from the figure.
“John Edwell, assistant to General Govarge. I’m here to tell the Haunted
Warrior that the general must see her eminently, it is urgent business.” I said
“I wouldn’t recommend that right now!” said the first guard
“Oh definitely not! She’s in one of her moods!” said the second guard
“But is really important and the general must see her now!” I said
“Unless it’s the queen than it’s not a good idea to annoy her right now!” said
the first guard
“You’re not here to recommend me to do anything and if I’m late the general
will have my hind!”
“Whatever you say! But listen to this first, the last person to annoy her when
she way in one of these moods lost a finger!” said the first guard
“Yeah that’s why we’re her to watch her when she trains! For the safety of
people like you; not for her, she doesn’t need our protection!” said the second
guard, the first nodding in agreement
“Yeah whatever! I need to talk to her!” I said as I walked past them. I was
surprised that they didn’t stop me.
“Don’t say we didn’t warn you!” said the second guard
I walked over to the edge of the area for the spinning dummies.
“Um … Haunted Warrior, the gener-” I was suddenly on the ground with a sword
pointing to my neck. I dragged my eyes away from the sword to look at it’s
owner. A tall, lean, muscular woman with dark bronzy gold hair tied in a
ponytail. She wore a black skin tight body suit with silver lines around the
chest and on the fount of her legs. She wore a black mask with silver where her
eyes should have been, and a knee long dark grey coat.
“What do you want?” She growled
I gulped, “G-g-general G-grovarge w-wants to s-see you im-immanently” I just
managed to force the words out.
“Boys what have I told you about letting people talk to me while I’m training!”
she yelled to the guards
“We tried to stop him, we warned him that you were in a bad mood and everything
but he wouldn’t stop” said the first guard
“Ahh” she growled, “What does he want” she said sounding annoyed
“I d-don’t know!”
“Stupid generals always annoying me” She muttered “Eh, well I guess I shouldn’t
shoot the messenger” she said as she took her sword away from my throat, as she
did the blade retracted into the hilt, then the cross-guard folded into met
each other where the blade use to be, and she put it on her belt. She walked
over to a table with a bottle of water on, grabbed it that came back.
“Well” She said, “Are we going or not?”
“I-I … um yes” I said as I scrambled up “He is in the planning room”
I walked out of the training room a little ahead of her, and the guards.
“Do you two have to come?” She asked looking at the guards
“Yes we do, you were just in one of you moods and we need to stay with you for
at least another twenty minutes to make sure you’re in a good mood” said the
She sighed “Fine!” she lifted up the bottom of her mask so we could see her
mouth, “Oh and next time I’m training with knifes or a bow and arrows remind me
to get General Grovarge to help me
with target practice” she said a cruel smile playing on her lips. She lifted
the water bottle and drained it of its contents. As we neared a bin she tossed
it in like a basketball player,
“GOAL” she screeched as it landed in, I jumped at her reaction, “High-five!”
she said as he held up her hand, I just stared, “Oh come on don’t leave me
hanging!” she said her playful smile slipping a little, so I decided to
high-five her before she threatened me with her sword again. She turned around
with her hands up and the guards high-fived her straight way. Is this really the woman that jumped on me
minutes ago? If so she’s acting so different, and so much happier! This shows that she has no regrets for killing
all those people!
They walked into a large room, with a large table in the middle; there were a
number of chairs around the edge of the room and some around the table. There
was two men at the table both of witch where overweight, one had brown hair the
other blond. There where maids and assistance where standing around the edge of
“Play along” whispered the Haunted Warrior, she had pulled her mask down so no
one could see her mouth.
“What is so important that you had to
annoy me now!” She almost yelled, but she didn’t need to yell for her voice to
project across the room. Everyone froze; she was the second highest in command,
the only one who had higher authority that her was Queen Elian. The ruler of
the world and her warrior where the two people that you didn’t want to mess
with! Lucky the generals where use to her bad moods so they knew how to respond
“We have believe that we have located a rebel base!” said the one with brown
hair, or more commonly known as General Grovarge.
“So what, don’t I capture enough rebels? Is what I do not good enough?” she replied
her tone range with authority and anger. God
she sounds pissed! If I didn’t know better I’d almost be wetting my pants now!
To make it look more convincing I edged way. Oh well seeing the general’s face makes this worth it! The general
had gone white; they were falling for the act.
“N-no it’s not that you don’t do enough, y-you do more than enough but the queen want’s all of the rebels
gone or captured.” said General Grovarge
“We were informed by a spy in the rebel base of where it is located and the
majority of the entries and exits.” Said the man with blond hair, or more
commonly known as General Morbiouse.
“Is the spy on our side?” she asked
“Wha- yes, of course he’s on our side!” said General Morbiouse
“What if he’s a double, spy?” she continued
“No he’s our spy!” said General Morbiouse
“Or a quadruplet spy?” she said
“I ashore you that he’s on our side!” said General Morbiouse
“You ashore me? Are you one hundred precent sure he’s on our side?”
“I- … um I- … No I’m not one hundred precent sure” he said his voice had grown
weaker, unsure, “But I’m ninety precent sure!” he said his voice strong again
“NINETY!” she shouted and everyone in the room jumped “I’d expect you to be
ninety-five, not ninety!”
“W-well I-I’m not sure that it’s ninety, it could be ninety-five” he said, his
voice small, he also appeared to me shrinking, for a guy that big I didn’t
think that was possible.
She grunted “Fine let’s see what information this spy has” she said as she walked over to the table. I didn’t notice
it till then but everyone appeared to be holding their breath and they all
seemed to let it out at once, so it seemed like even the room itself let out a
deep sigh. The table was like a very large iPad, so they could have maps on it
and move it with their hands. The Haunted Warrior threw herself into planning
an attack on the rebel base, and she became serious, not the deadly serious but
the serious that wants to do a good job. I zoned out while they were talking,
because it was interesting but it wasn’t necessary to listen till the end when
they had actually decided on an attack.
“So what do you think John?” at the sound of my name I came back to reality
“Sorry what where you saying?” I asked
The Haunted Warrior sighed, “We were talking on how we could use my hearing to
and advantage to find all the exits to the base” everyone knew that the a
Haunted Warrior had heighted hearing, people just didn’t know how sensitive it
was, and that was the same for me. I thought about this for a moment
“We could bring fans” I said
She cocked her head “Fans?” she repeated
“Yes and we could turn them on and if you can hear the wind moving through the
base then you could tell where the exits will be” I said
“That is a ridicules idea” said General Grovarge
“No … it could actually work” said the Haunted Warrior
“Wh-what?” said General Grovarge
“Oh be quiet your just jealous that you in all your years didn’t think of it!” she
said “ You know what just of that you can now be officially on this team, … sort
of thing …” she threw her hands up, “Ah what I mean is you will now be a low
rank general! And you will help out with our attacks on the rebels! Yay
congratulations” she said as she came towards me and put out hand for me to
shake it. I shook it her grip was strong. And in my opinion the generals took
it well, they were as pale as a sheet and said nothing.
WARNING THIS FANFIC IS BASED AFTER THE EVENTS OF KOTW, AND CONTAINS SPOILERS
Yes I've finally gotten around to writing it!!! YAY! And I also have a picture for this one!!!
It's not very clear is it? Oh well it'll have to do! You'll understand why it's on here soon!
“Bye everyone, have a good day!” said
Adelle as she opened the front door
“Adelle wait!” said Tony, he was muscular, tanned from working in sorcerers
gardens and was a bit over medium height. His dark brown hair was cut short and
his green eyes looked sad.
“um I wanted to give you this” He pulled out a sheathed dagger “It was going to
be you mother’s … but considering resent events I’m giving it to you” he said,
as he did Adelle saw the sorrow in his eyes
“Thank you dad! I’ll keep it safe”
He gave a small laugh “No, it’s to keep you safe”
Adelle smiled “Thanks dad, I’ll make sure it keeps me safe!” then she closed
the door and slipped the dagger into her basket. She’d look at it when she was
in the castle. She started walking towards the castle, what would her dad think
if he knew that see was going to fight some resistance today? She hadn’t told
him. She hadn’t told anyone, but if her dead body was brought back they’d know.
God what had she gotten herself into! It was early in the morning and barely
any sorcerers where out, but this was the mortal’s time to get up and go to
work, so there was lots of them scurrying around, trying to get out of the way
before the majority of sorcerers got up. Adelle was walking quickly like
everyone else. They didn’t know she was a sorcerer because she wore cloths like
them and hurried around like them. Adelle didn’t mind.
“Morning Adelle” said a male voice. Adelle turned to see a man in his thirties
pulling a cart of fruit.
“Morning Gorge” she said “How are you this morning?” he obviously didn’t know
the she was a sorcerer otherwise he would of stayed away.
“I’m grand, how about you?”
About to walk into a possible death sentence “I’m fine” says Adelle
“Good to know! … Where’s your mother?”
Adelle hesitated “She’s dead”
“What? But I saw her last week and she looked fine! When did she die? How did
“She died a week ago … as for how” She swallowed as she remembered the other
woman’s dead body, “Well you don’t want to know”
“Was it really that bad?”
“Did you get her body back?”
“Yea, it didn’t look too nice. We had her funeral a couple of days after her
“Ah well I’m sorry I brought it up, I just don’t get news to well because I
only come once a week”
“Na its ok you didn’t know”
They reached the castle gates. The gates where open but there where mages
standing in front of it, as per usual.
“Moring Adelaide” said one of the mages as he and his companion stepped out of
there way. He scowled at Gorge, but obviously recognised him.
“Morning” she responder
“What was that about?” asked Gorge when they were out of ear shot
“Nothing to be concerned about” said Adelle
“Ok if you say so” said gorge putting down the cart “Can you help me open the
“Sure” said Adelle, they were at the back of the castle, the doors where the
loading doors for the kitchen food. They both went up to the doors and opened
“Thanks for that” said Gorge as he went to his cart and started to unload the
“You’re welcome” said Adelle as she walked to the door to go to the storage
area to put what she didn’t knead in her pigeon whole. As she looked back she
saw a maid whispering to Gorge, his eyes locked onto hers. His eyes were wide,
afraid, he found out. Adelle sighed and looked way, another friend lost because
of being a sorcerer. Feeling lonely Adelle put her basket in her pigeon whole.
She took out her coat and the dagger, she couldn’t leave her dagger in there it
would only cause trouble. She walked to the training room, where Death said to
meet her today.
“Hey Dell! Your early” said Death
“Meh well this is the time that I usually get here”
“Are you ready for today?”
“Ha! No, defiantly not! God, I’m gona be luck it I live! Let alone help you
people with your usual success rate” says Adelle
“Do you want to know the real reason for our success?” asked Death with a grin,
“Enthusiasm! That’s the secret … or at least mine. You see if your enthusiastic
about killing people then you more likely to succeed!” said Death with a
Adelle tilts her head “No! Just No! I will not be enthusiastic about killing
“Soot yourself” chimes Deathstill
grinning “You might want to change, we’ve got fifteen minutes to meet Lord Vile
and the rest of the mages near the gate.”
“Ok” said Adelle striping off her dress. Adelle puts her coat on and gets out
the dagger, it was on a belt so she put the belt on.
“What’s that?” Asks Death
“Oh this” I reply pointing to the sheathed dagger, “It’s a dagger”
“Cool where did you get it?”
“It was a gift”
“Ok. Can I see?”
“I guess” Adelle said as she pulled the dagger out of its sheath. It was
wonderful; the metal was one of the strongest metals known. The handle had
black, rubbery stuff that gave it more grip; it was covered in and was moulded
to fit a hand. The blade was only a little longer than the handle but the tip
was flexed up. On the top was a jagged section to cut through tuff things.
Underneath near the handle was a hook like part of the blade that could help to
cut through rope. It was a short blade but it looked so deadly. Dad you have
out done yourself Adelle thought.
“Oh My God! Please tell me you know who made that!”
“What! Why?” Adelle started panicking if they knew her dad gave her a weapon
that could be use agents sorcerers he would be punished!
“So I can get them to make me one of course!” replied Death
Adelle was a little surprised at this “Um … no I don’t”
“Oh, that’s Ok. Can you ask the person who gave it to you?” said Death looking
“Um … sure I’ll ask” said Adelle, but the thing was she actually knew who made
it; her dad. He works in the black smith sometimes because he likes to make his
own tools for gardening rather than buying them. The owner of the black smith
lets him use anything whenever he wants, but he has to pay for the materials he
uses. In return he has to help the owner of the black smith for one day for
every tool he makes. Which is a good deal because if it’s a busy day Tony will
get payed some money for helping, and Tony’s tools are better quality and more
to his liking that the shop made tools.
“Ok thanks for that! God who ever got you that must have a lot of money because
that looks like excellent quality!” said Death.
“Yea” Adelle mumbled as she sheathed the dagger.
“We should head down to where the other mages are” said Death
“Yea Ok, I’ve got to drop my dress at my pigeon hole to!”
“OK I’ll come”
Adelle hesitated “Ok if you want to”
“This way” said Adelle as she led the way to the maid’s pigeon holes.
“I’ve never been through this part of the castle before” said Death as they
walked into a narrow hall
“Hea yea I wouldn’t of expected you to have been here before”
“So are you saying you know your way around the castle than I do?”
“Yea basically. Although I haven’t been in as many of the important rooms that
you have, but I know my way around the halls, so yea I guess I am”
“So are you saying that maids know there way around the castle better than I
Adelle gave a small laugh “Yes, Yes I am!”
“That’s insulting!” said Death, as Adelle burst out full on laughing. Death
gave Adelle a few moments then cleared her throat.
“Oh sorry, I just realise that I know my way around your home better than you
do!” said Adelle with a massive grin “To me that is very amusing” Death looked
at her and crossed here arms
“No knead to point it out” said Death as Adelle stopped at a wide door
“Ok now we put you dogging skills to the test” said Adelle pointing to the door
“Try and beat me to the other side without getting people to make way for you,
so now magic and no jumping on things”
“What’s behind the door? And how will you be able to beat me?”
Adelle grinned “this is how I learned to doge so well. On three, One two –“
“three” said Death bursting open the door to the kitchen and started to make
her way through the crowed. Adelle smiled and plunged after her into the sea of
Adelle lost track of Death but she knew Death wouldn’t be able to navigate her
way through the people. Adelle twisted and danced her way through the crowd to
the other side passing Death on her way. When Adelle reached the other side she
waited for Death.
“Wow that was a work out! But now I see why you were good dogging when you
started training!” Death said panting a little, “But that was fun! Can we do it
“Yea maybe another time, because if we’re meting the other mages at the gates
it will be quicker to exit through the door near the loading area.”
Death pouted “Please”
“Sorry no, not unless you want to explain to Lord Vile why we’re late! Cause
hell as I’m not!”
Death hesitated, “Fine you win”
“Good” said Adelle grinning “This way” Adelle walked to the hall with the
pigeon holes in. “This is mine” said as she put her maid’s dress in it. Adelle
saw people out of the corner of her eye staring at her, she ignored them.
Adelle led the way to the fount garden from there Death took the lead and led
them to the gate. There was about fifteen mages, about seven of them where
physics, Adelle could tell by the white cloak. The rest where other mages where
probably good fighters.
“You took your time!” said a mage a bit louder than necessary. He was short,
and not particularly good looking, he probably shot lasers or had a ranged
attack because he wasn’t wearing a white cloak nor did he look well built like
the other mages.
“Well we were busy” snapped Death
“Actually if I might point out we’re on time, or at least according to what I
was told” said Adelle pointing at a pocket watch she held in her hand.
“Wha- but I-” started the mage
“Enough they’re here now let’s go” It was Lord Vile that spoke, so everyone
“Ok everyone let’s walk” said Death assuming a commanding role. And everyone
“Why are you leading, you’re not even twenty” said the mage, “And you” He said
pointing at Adelle “You’ve only have, what a week training at the most so you
shouldn’t even be here!” Lord Vile glared at him but the mage didn’t notice.
“I’d shut up if I where you” whispered Adelle in the mages ear and nodded in
Lord Vile direction. The mage started saying something but saw Lord Vile and
stoped. Adelle grinned and walked ahead of him and caught up to Death who
obviously didn’t think the mage was worth her time.
“What did you say to make him look like that?” Death asked
“I told him to shut up because Lord Vile was giving him a look”
“Ah that explained how you got him that white! He’s name is Alevin Dagger”
Adelle sniggered at Alevin’s name and Death grinned, “and he thinks that he is
the best and one of the most important people, other than Mevolent and his generals.
Although that’s not true, he in the actual rank of things is a low rank mage
with in the castle, the only reason he’s even in the castle is because he has
can throw daggers of light. And that is useful for ranged attack. That is the
only reason he’s here”
“Yea I can see that he’s not really much of a use anywhere else, unless he
starts working out!”
“Exactly” said Death as they stopped in fount of the barge. “On we hop!” said
Death gesturing to a ramp up to the barge.
Um yea this is a story i had a dream about a little back. Yea but i think it's more based on the 'Hero's of Olympus' series by Rick Riordan and the 'Fallen Moon' series by K.J Taylor.
I hope you like it so far!
woke up somewhere in a thick forest. I pushed myself up. My left arm eked, then
I looked at it
“Shit” I said, “Oh crap”
My shirt sleeve had three long gashes at the top with blood all over it. I
looked under it dreading what I would see. There was dried blood all over my arm;
it looked no more than an few hours old. I took of my fur vest and pealed of my
shirt. I saw no cuts, no gashes. There was a small stream nearby, I could hear
it. I trudged over to it, my body felt exhausted. I washed off the blood, and
all I saw on my tanned skin was three scars where the cuts should have been.
Now I was confused. Since my arm was all right I decided to wash off some of
the blood that soaked my sleeve.
It was then I realised that other than not knowing where I am, I don’t know my
name! Have any memories of my life! There was some, but when I tried to grasp
them they slipped even further away. All I could actually recall was that I was
eighteen, and a male … but that part I could figure out just by looking down. I
could remember how to read, wright, and all the skills, but just nothing
“Dam it” I mutter, as I get up I look at myself. I’m wearing denim jeans, and a
belt around my waist, there is two pouches on it a larger one, use to store
thing in and a smaller one for money. No weapon, dam. I feel a little naked
without a weapon especially in this forest. I put on my shirt and start
walking. I let my body go where ever it’s going, because my mind has no clue. I
count the money in my pouch, twenty dollars, a good amount to be carrying
around, while it might not be able to by me a weapon it will be able to buy me
some food. The rest I’ll keep.
Soon I glimpse the edge of the forest … or a clearing, ether way there both
good. As I get closer I see that it’s a town. Not the biggest town I’ve seen, … if it’s not than what is, I try
to grasp the memory but it slips away.
Rohard, that’s the name of the town, I can see all the way down the main street
to the massive sparkling lake, the lake that is the largest know in the five
kingdoms. Kinofen, Lanage, Angafor, Grangofo and Dilliane. In the lake was so
large that it was the size of Dillane, the smallest kingdom of them all. All
five of the kingdoms had land at the edge of Finder Lake. I currently know I
was in Kinofen, the largest and the most powerful of all the kingdoms.
“Well at least I know where I am” I mutter
The town is a decent sized town the buildings look weather beaten but still look
sturdy. Most of the building where made of wood but most houses, where made out
of stone and wood, probably to prevent them from burning down easily.
I walked onto the main street, I got a couple of odd looks but I was otherwise
There was a bakery close to the docks. I could smell the bread, oh god I was
hungry! I stood in front of the bakery trying to decide wether to get a big
loaf of bread or to get a bag of pastries.
“HELP ME! SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE!” somebody cried out. Everyone spun around to
see where the screaming was coming from. There was a girl in the lake, with a
water dragon surrounding her. It tugged her under. Then let her come back up
“HELP ME PLEASE!”
I didn’t think I just started undoing my vest and ran to the dock. I threw it off
and pulled my shirt off. I looked around as I undid my belt, nobody but me was
“Dam it” I muttered, I went up to a guy that looked to be in his mid-twenties
and ripped his knife out of his belt.
“HEY!” he said, “GIVE THAT –“I spun on him and had the knife to his throat in
an instant, I coked my head
“Nobody touch my stuff” I said in a clear stern voice “Or they’ll regret it” I
whipped of my belt and put it and my pouches in the pile. I pulled of my shoes
“HELP ME!” the girl cried
“I’m coming” I shouted out, as I ran on the dock. I put the knife between my
teeth and dived into the deep blue water.