Sorry for the few that have read and I haven't updated. I was doing homework then reading an imebtire book after I did homework because I had to foist a series by today. (Deltora Dragons of course). In updating now and that's what matters so enjoy!
~DeltoranHutcherFreak
Prince Joshua's POV
It was King Jiinx. Not Father, atleast any more. "Get out of the way." I seethed at him, as a warning. It wouldn't be pretty if he angered me.
"Why should I?" he replied, much discussed by the multitude at my side.
"You are out numbered at this moment and very wrong to deny the only thing this country ha left, love. It may not be in great quantities towards spouses, but it's more than we have in anything else. We have no crops, no money, no food, no dragons, and no helpers from other places far across the ocean but we have love. God only knows that this is the most mother fucking cheesy ass speech ever but it is the truth, and all of it. God only knows, God only knows!" I roared at my King.
"Then I am God, because I know that was the most mother fucking cheesy ass speech ever." Barry muttered behind me. I rolled my eyes.
"Who says I'm alone at the moment?" snickered Jiinx. "Why, I'm surrounded!" he bellowed. At first I thought he had lost his wits, but then I saw him raise him raise his arms slowly and menacingly, with white shapeless forms raising from the ground. I knew imidiatley what they were, oolls.
The room was icy cold all of a sudden, and my teeth would not stop chad seeing as the creatures learched forward, icy fingers of iron grip stretching to meet the group's throats.
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It was like the oolls were sucking the fight right out of me and I heard my, among many, sword clatte at the tile floors. I dropped to the floor on my knees and stayed there staring at the evil, Shade Lord's creation. One of the oolls wrapped its slender fingers around my neck and tightened. It lifted me off the ground and I hung limp like a rag doll. Its fingers burned like white hot fire and froze like ice. I began imagining being in Hell, but the Antarctica of Hell. The ooll was like this demonic penguin, with the Shade Lord standing behind it. The Shade Lord was Satan. Then I was back in reality just to feel terrible agonizing painthen it ended, and for a split second, I knew I was dead.
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I drew my sword and bellowed. " FOR DELTERIE!!!!!" the crowd behind me screeched warrior cries, and they all charged. Though weakened by the Shade Lord's creatures, we sliced wildly at the the arising demons. Only few were caught but all were cut down. I knew they'd later be givin "Princess Bumble Honey" from the peddler Steve of te plains. I once heard a tale of his cousin Evets living inside him. And infact he did, but was free at the moment, killing every ooll in sight. Thank god he was on our side, and no I was not thanking Barry. There were almost too many but I knew we could win, well, maybe all but me. I was their target.
"Don't make this for nothing! Get to her and do whatever it takes to get Coral out alive and happy!" Barry screeched in my ear. At first I was confused, then he picked me up and launched me with all his strength over the roaring crowd. I was amazed at the fact he could toss me said I was a rock. I landed at the end of the hall but everyone was too preoccupied by the battle to even pay mind to the hurtling person whizzing past their heads.
I began sprinting through the winding halls to the dungeons where I would find Coral and possibly Mother. Se would give blessing to I and Barry to Coral and it would be settled. We would tell Jaron we were leaving big where so he could not be tortured for the information. We'd run to Tirå where they could not deny us help for the ancient vow they made to the first if Delterie kings, Ande. It would all be just peachy. Just then, a blood curtling scream rose from the dungeons. There was one person it could be.
~This is obviously not the ending, and I don't think anyone reading his is stupid enough to think it was but I didn't know if the notices I made would cconfuse you all so I thought I would let you know~
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Prince Hutcherson
Fiksi PenggemarIf Josh Hutcherson lived in medieval times, would a peasant be good enough for him? Is it out of a trash bin? Read find out!!!!( not to be cheesy)
