The Adventures of Azalea and Twig (book 6)

Chapter 7

     Azalea walked through the forest, sadly, thinking that no one wanted her around. That they would all be happier if she never even existed.

     She paused for a moment, as she reached the edge of Trollstopia, looking back at her previous home.

     Everyone was dancing and singing, happily, as she watched, no one noticing her, since she was so far away.

     They would all be better off without her. All she ever did was put everyone in danger. Especially her dad...

     Slowly, she turned, walking away from the only home she's ever known, leaving all the people she's ever loved behind.

     As she walked, the wind suddenly began to pick up, pulling at her.

     She stopped, looking up, struggling to stand in place, as she was yanked forewords.

     Her eyes widened, as she saw what was in front of her. A giant wormhole tornado. A wormado.

     Quickly, she turned, trying to run away, but the wormado spun closer and closer, pulling her towards it.

     "HELP!" she cried out, quickly grabbing onto a tree branch. "Someone help!"

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     "Azalea!?" Branch called out, looking for his daughter. "Azalea!? Where are you!?"

     The wind began to pick up around him as he walked forewords.

     He fought against the pull, trying to stand his ground.

     "Help!" he suddenly heard in a small, faraway voice. "Help!"

     His eyes widened, as he looked off in the direction the cries where coming from. He knew that voice.

     "Azalea!"

     Quickly, he ran towards the cries, the wind getting stronger and stronger.

     Finally, he spotted the wormado, gasping.

     "Oh no..." he whispered. "Azalea!? Where are you!?"

     "Daddy!"

     He turned, seeing Azalea clinging onto a tree for dear life, as the wormado held her feet in the air, trying to pull her in.

     "Azalea! I'm coming!"

     He ran forewords, the wind suddenly lifting him off of the ground.

     "Whoa!" he yelled, trying to get his feet back on the ground, but the wind was pulling at him too strongly.

     Quickly, he whipped his hair around a tree, catching himself.

     "Azalea!" he cried out, looking at her, as she slowly began to lose her grip on the tree.

     "AHHHHH!" she screamed, tumbling towards the wormado.

     "No!"

     He let go of the tree, quickly flinging himself over, grabbing onto Azalea.

     Once he had her in his arms, he whipped his hair, grabbing onto another tree.

     "I've got you. I've got you, sweetie," he said, hugging Azalea tight.

     She buried her face into her father's chest, crying in fear.

     "Daddy!" she cried, clinging onto him, as the wormado continued to pull at them both.

     "I won't let you go!" Branch yelled, holding tightly onto his daughter.

     Suddenly, a rock lifted off of the ground, flying towards the two trolls.

     It hit Branch in the head, causing him to let go of Azalea.

     "Daddy!" she cried out, being sucked into the wormado.

     As it sucked her in, it faded away, disappearing completely, as Branch fell to the ground, unconscious.