I turn to his lover, holding the sword with confidence.
"You've gotten rusty, sister."
She rips off a mask to reveal a sour face. It was her. She had been my best friend at the academy but until today, I had never seen it. She was jealous. Jealous I had had the skill to escape. She swung the sword at me, rage in her movement. I dodged; but only by millimetres. If I had still been training this battle would have been an easy win, but I hadn't trained in years and my sister was determined.
Henry, still lying on the floor gave what I can only assume to be a confused look as I had given a blown to his face and it was swelling.
"You're father misses you," my sister Evy said.
My voice grew cold, "father my *ss. He was sending me on a suicide mission to steal secrets from the government."
"Come now, we both know you would have survived," she took a pause to consider her statement, "Well, barely. But we have doctors. You would have been fine."
Evy propells her sword at my throat, backing me into the wall. Henry looked dazed, but now he looked........
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why crows burn
Fantasythis is what happens when 2 kids who read too much take a bit too far this was written by 2 people, me and my friend trinity, only the parts labeled Indigo are mine.
