Sword Crossed Lovers {a dreamnoblade story}

{3}-Raiders

{Authors Note}
I fucking love this song, I was listening to it as I wrote this chapter.

{Techno's POV}
"FIRE!"

I awoke to loud sounds and the smell of smoke overtaking my senses, the heat of the room making my eyes burn and water.

I threw the covers off of myself and ran out of the room to wake the others but they were no where in sight.

"PHIL!?TOMMY, WILBUR!" I saw Wilbur laying in the grass through my window. He was covered in soot and ash with a burn that I could see stretching from the bottom of the back of his neck to just above his left elbow covering the area on his back and arm to glisten slightly from the fresh skin and heat.

"Wil are you okay!?" I questioned taking him by the shoulders being careful of the area with his injury.

"T-Techno..?*cough*" he looked up at me, laying his hand on my arm. He looked just past my ear and his eyes widened, he sat up and I looked at where he was staring.

"PHIL! You're okay," I practically shouted as I saw the winged figure of my father stumble out of the burning building cradling something in his arms.

"You kids alright?" He asked sounding exasperated. He was covered in remnants from the fire just like the rest of us and the bottom of his hair was singed. In his arms was sleeping figure of a small child who was known as Theseus or Tommy who was about six at this time.

"We have to go, we're being attacked. Techno, put Wil on your back. Let's go" Phil instructed and I immediately obliged, even being only twelve myself could understand that gravity of the situation.

As we ran into the village that we called home I saw people in wine red cloaks setting people's houses on fire and murdering the villagers that were unfortunate enough to be caught by them.

As we snuck around the stone walls bordering the small community I saw something I would never be able to forget.

It was my best friend. I saw his emerald green eyes lock onto mine as he was grabbed by one of the cloaked beings. He smiled at me, a sad smile and mouthed something at me before having a cloth put over his mouth and falling unconscious. That would be the last time I would ever see him.

I felt tears start to fall from my eyes as I watched the incapacitated body of my first and only love be grabbed by the hooded figures and set on the back of a horse drawn wagon.

Phil looked down at me and I realized that he saw what happened as well. My mind was crumbling but I knew that I had to get it together so that my family would still be safe and together.

I adjusted the unconscious eleven year old on my back As we quickly and quietly exited through a secret hole in the wall I looked back at the figures and realized one thing. They all had the symbol of a kingdom on them.

The kingdom of Manburg.