Creatures of War

Chapter 1: Grace

~Grace is 20 years old. She is living with her Mom to help take care of her. Her mother is very ill with Chronic Respiratory Failure. They live near a waterfall which is called, Minnora Falls. Minnora Falls is located in a small town called Waterwood Valley.  It is to the East of the mainland where all the creatures ever to exist could meet in harmony, that very place is named Valnixian City. Waterwood Valley is strictly just for fairy's. With that said, Grace is a fairy. Grace has long straight brown hair, green emerald eyes, light tan skin, height of 5"7, and weight of 135 pounds.~

Grace: -Is in the kitchen doing dishes from tonight's dinner. Glances up at the couch where my mother was laying and she is asleep, I sigh quietly. Looks down at the last dish I was washing, it was a plate. Finished cleaning the plate and set it down on the towel with the rest of the dishes to dry. Quietly walks over to my mother. Grabs the blanket from off of the arm of the couch and gently lays the blanket on top of my mother. Softly and carefully kisses her forehead so I didn't wake her. Tip toed all the way to my bedroom climbs out my open bedroom window. My wings slowly outstretch from my back, grinds my teeth because of the pain from when wings come out of my back. Flies into the air and flew towards the center of Waterwood Valley where the market of the town was located. Lands on the ground in front of Misha's Bar and Grill. Grinds my teeth again as my wings mold themselves back into my back. Heads inside Misha's Bar and Grill.- 

Harper: -Had seen Grace walk in.- Hey Grace! -I smile softly and warmingly at Grace.- How is Hope? -Served a man a glass mug full of Misha's specialty drink.-

Man: Thanks Harper.

Grace: -I sigh heavily as I walk over to Harper. Takes a seat on a stool in front of Harper.- Honestly she is not doing too good. Her respiratory failure is getting worse each and every day. Hate seeing her like this Harp. Wish there was something I could do. -Lays my arms down on the bar counter and then rests my head on my arms.- 

Harper: I know girly. -I look down at my feet with a sad expression on my face.- Me too, her and I got along really well. We were super close. I am really sorry you have to go through this Grace. Here this one is on me. -I fill a glass mug with one of our strongest liquor drinks and slid the mug to Grace.-

Grace: Thank you, I owe you one. -I pick up the mug and take a sip.- Ah, that hits the spot. So, how's your man Misha doing?

Harper: He is great. Exotic, funny, and as happy as usual.

Man 2: Hey!!! Watch it bub! -Whips around and looks at another guy.-

Harper: -Rolls my eyes and head in unison at the 2 men that were about to fight.- Here we go.

Man 3: -I turn and look at man 2.- What are you going to do about it fruit fly?! 

Man 2: Fruit fly?!! I know you aren't talking to me like that!

Man 3: Oh yeah?! -Shoves man 2 making him spill his own drink all over him.-

Man 2: Now you've done it!! -Starts brawling with man 3.- 

Harper: Break it up you 2!

-Both men completely ignored Harper and continued to brawl each other.-

Grace: -I shake my head and took another drink from my mug, this time I was chugging it.-

Man 2: -Slams man 3 against a table and whacks him upside the head with a glass bottle.-

Man 3: -Shoves man 2 away from me aggressively and brushes myself off. I then grab man 3 by the collar of his shirt and punched his face twice.-

Grace: -Finishes chugging my drink. I stand up and casually walk over to the guys that are fighting. I yanked man 3 off of man 2 and quickly slammed his head hard against the nearest table, which knocked him out. I then quickly grabbed man 2 by his short black hair and by his shirt and dragged him to the counter.- Now apologize to this beautiful lady for starting a fight in her bar!