Artica's Story (on hold)

Ch. 3 The Fight

That's where this story would have ended; the prince gone back to the capital, the mystery of his parents' murder unsolved, and Artica continuing her simple life.

But, fortunately or unfortunately, a giant Zemoranth(A monster that resembles a gigantic pig) grunted and burst into the scene

Everyone screamed. The guards formed a protective circle around Prince Cypress. One of them cried out "A ZEMORANTH!? This close to the village!?"

Looking at everyone's panic-stricken faces, Cypress felt himself taking control. "Everyone get back to the village!Guards! Form a circle around the villagers and get them back safely!"

One of the soldiers said,"What about you, prince?"

Cypress glared at the soldier "I will be fine. Now go!" The soldiers nodded and ran off, herding the villagers with them.

Only one teenage girl remained, her panic turning into determination

"What are you doing?!" He half-yelled at her angrily.

But she didn't reply. He could see that she was concentrating hard; he had to hold the Zemoranth off until she finished whatever she was doing, though he couldn't see how she could help.

He urged his mare, Snowflake, to gallop around the Zemoranth and took out his spear.

It was a beautiful spear, engraved with the Arelf motto:Never give up without a fight. And that was exactly what Cypress was intending to do.

He galloped in a circle around the Zemoranth and waved his spear around and cried a fearsome battle cry that could make even the bravest falter. The pig monster hesitated, its primal fight-or-flight response activated. Should it stay to fight this giant, scary-sounding, spear-holding monster, or should it run away?

Cypress saw the confusion on the Zemoranth and grinned; it'd run away soon. But he needed to make sure that this monster never troubled this village again. Cypress quickly decided not to kill it; instead he'd give it such a beating that the Zemoranth would never dare set foot in Chestershire again.

The monster was just about to run away, when Cypress heard an angry cry and he looked to see that the girl's (who had been concentrating earlier) eyes were stark white. Not glowing, no. But she just didn't have pupils.She looked straight at the monster and formed a sharp sword of completely solid dry ice. She wielded it with one hand; with the other she wielded a giant white shield, also made of dry ice.

Cypress looked at the sword and shield and realized they were deadly weapons; they could accidently cut him down if he wasn't careful. He carefully backed away and led his pony to the edge of the clearing. And he watched as the girl was locked in combat with the deadly Zemoranth.

Within a few minutes the girl had made short work of the monster. Her eyes turned back to regular light blue, and her expression turned confused again.

I have no idea what I did! I just did it...

Then Prince Cypress looked at me, awed. 

"What in the three flakes did I just do?" I managed to ask, before I fainted away.

Sorry this chapter was so short! I don't have much time, because my tests start in a week, and my maths is horrible so I have to practice on it. The next chapters will probably be shorter but this is all I can do for now.