Tommyinnit One shots

In the name of king

Do you guys remember the One shot about   "Last kingdom"? Well, this one is inspired by that one shot and if you didn't read it, make sure to do it! It was probably one of my favorites that I wrote and I was proud of it, so I hope this will be as good or even better.

Hope you enjoy!

Angst
TW: war, blood, death,

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The beautiful light blue day sky was mixed with black smoke that hung in the air, burning smell reaching everyone's nose. The dark orange and red flames slowly overtook the whole forest, burning everything on it's path, animals leaving their hideouts to escape and leave the deadly trap. Everything was covered in the flames, vision blinded by the burning smoke and hearing weakened by the screams.
Deadly symphony created from many screams that were filled with agony, pain and at the same time rage and determination. They were fighting for their own home, loosing more and more people every second. Blood splattered on the ground, marking it forever with crimson red colour.
Many people laid on the ground, bleeding out with the stabbing wounds. Their screams continued till the last drop of blood left their body, dying in agony and tortures.

Somewhere in the forest many sword collided, arrows flew in two directions, successfully hitting it's target. Horses ran through the forest, colliding into trees as they were shot dead, crushing others and breaking their bones.

And to think it was the most Peaceful knindgom in the whole world. Their people never seeked for blood, never hunted anyone and always treated everyone kind. They never looked for revenge, even if lost something. They never threatened anyone and yet here they are, fighting for their own life while being brutally attacked by their supposed 'friends'. Even if they were on their own land, even if they knew the whole forest like their pockets, they had no chance to escape. If they wouldn't be shot dead by the arrows, if not stabbed in the back by soldiers, they would for sure be killed by dogs. There was no escape for them, the only chance to survive by killing. They had to break their promise to never kill, so they would survive. And even tho they had great armors and weapons, their army was smaller than the attacker's one. They had no chance.

By the end of the day, The forest was burn to ashes, animals left with no home or food.
Luckily, some soldiers managed to escape when they realized they were the only ones left with no chance of winning against the hundreds.

That night, the kingdom was announced a fallen kingdom, Suddenly attacked and massacred without any merch. This who escaped promised to one day avenge their northers and sister along with their king who fought till his last breath, sacrificing his own life for this small group of people to survive.

"One day, One Day! We will come back and take our revenge! IN THE NAME OF THE KING!"

So they hid away from people, planning and getting ready to finally get their revenge. And on the front stood a young prince, who watched his father die in the hands of the masked male. From that day, he promised to never show mercy. If they wanted a fight, he would give them a war.

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Their camp wasn't big, only including tent's, small hospital, kitchen and the room with weapons and armors. There wasn't many of them, maybe around few hundreds or more. They grew stronger and stronger with every day, getting ready for the final day that everyone awaited. There was no turning back now. Revenge was the only option now. Only reasonable one.

They didn't need horses, they didn't need potions and no magic stuff. Their power was way beyond their imagination, the thought of revenge only motivating them to go further and keeping them strong. Their king watched as they trained every day, pushing them further and further till their limits. He got the plan ready, training in privacy when he needed and taking care of his people. He couldn't let some mortal humans do the same thing again. This time, they would be the ones who will attack and show no mercy. Even if the enemy begged, scream and pleased for mercy. There was nothing like that. Their hearts were filled with nothing else but hatred, rage and need of revenge.
The spy often was out of the camp, bringing back important informations and everything they would possibly need to win. As the king expected, they were unaware of the war that was about to happen. Their lands weren't prepared, being protected by nothing else but simply wall made of stone. And all the buildings were mostly made of wood or materials like that. It was declaration of war and total chaos.