{ The Blessed Curse }

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~Narrator's POV~

The young girl digs her sword into the tall monster, looking behind it as the dark-skinned small creature unbothered around her, healing the dead body.

"Alya!! She's dead!" She headbutts an enemy and pushes them back, slashing its head off.

"NO! Shut up Mira! She's not!" Alya continues, beginning to cry.

Mira yells as she struggles with a new enemy. She pushes him back, kicking him on the ground. She begins kicking him while reaching for her dagger. Mira looks at the beastly creature in the eye as she stabs him right in between the eyes, making sure the skull cracks, waiting for the sound of it. When it comes she runs towards Alya.

Alya pushes Mira away and continues trying to heal the dead woman. Mira covers her mouth and closes her eyes, holding in her tears.

"She's not dead! Madam is not dead..." Alya cradles Madam's body and swings forward and back, reassuring herself. "She's not dead....mum please...."

Mira's neck hair rises up and she looks behind her, slowly turning her head up to meet the gaze of the enemies' leader. His gaze cold staring right into Mira. Mira quickly gets up to stand in front of Alya and holds her arms up. He breathes out heavily and opens his wings out, spreading them.

"R-ragar...!" Mira opens her wings as well, spreading them to protect Alya and the dead body. Mira takes her sword out of it's safe place and holds it in front of her. Ragar reaches from behind him and pulls his axe out.

"It's not too late. Come join my side. We could use the Guardian and the Savior." He shifts from hooves and points. Alya screams out, finally realized her beautiful, perfect mother is dead. Mira shudders and looks down, still holding onto the sword in front of her. Ragar doesn't say anything.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" Alya lets go of the body and grabs the spear lying at the side of Madam. Alya opens her wings, making herself seem bigger, yet the creature was still small. But somehow in Mira's eyes, she did seem bigger. Alya screams out, holding out the spear in front of her, pointing it at Ragar. Ragar sighs and spins his axe. Mira grabs her other sword and holds them out front.

"Mira Akira, The Guardian. Her highness, Alya Wren, The Savior. Such a pity and waste, you should have joined forces."

Ragar picks his axe and swings at them. Mira dodges by jumping up and floats above. Alya holds her hand out and stops it at the blade, looking up with her tearful eyes. Mira readies herself and swoops in, using her wings to assist and digs her swords into his back. Ragar screams and reaches for her. Alya brings his attention back to her as she throws the spear at his eye. The blood flowing along with her spear as it returns to her. Mira kicks the back of his head and he stumbles forward. Alya screams as she holds her hand out and uses her ability to crush a heart of his.

"Ragar....you've hurt me. And now I will hurt you." Alya reaches for his head and places her small hands on his temples and screams as his screams unite with hers in harmony.

"Alya!! NO!" I reach for her but as I do Ragar strikes his talons, stabbing Alya. She coughs up blood but continues to hold onto his temple's and he screams in agony. Alya is sucking the life out of him, but she's dying too.

"If I die, you will die with me." She barely whispers but enough for me to hear. Her breath staggers as I fight off more enemies, trying to hold my tears in. I hear a rumble behind me, Ragar falling to his knees






*Author's Note; Hello! Most of my work is unedited. I simply ask my close friends to read and give feedback & change what I think needs to be changed. So, I apologize if it's not perfect! Thank you for reading, I appreciate it!!!*

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