The Unknown Land

The Past

Alright guys its 12:00 pm so don't judge my bad spelling. I just wrote this and this story is now official not on hold * raises hands* Yay !!!! As always I hope you enjoy the chap ( more of a filler). Also FYI I fixed some of my writing errors on the last 3 chapters and changed barely little so If u want go check it out if not then do what u want. If u see any mistakes tell me Ill fix them(hopefully). Yea that's it, beddy bye time~* crashes into bed snoring*

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It happened long ago, yet felt like yesterday. It was so fast even now after 7 years, I still don't fully understand what happened that week, no that month. The month I really learned about my true origins. And also the death of my family.

I was prancing around, playing with my so called 'imaginary friend' Kapuno or 'kap' for short. He was taller than me, always beats me at any game we play, grumpy, and also protects me from many dangers. The first time I met him was also the day I was kidnapped by a wealthy empire. You see I was the daughter of the king and queen of 'Gal Melmiid' or land of great. During my so called week long 'stay' with the empire of Avere. My family had many secrets and one of them, took the life of my father. What exactly happened that day no one knows, not even me.

As I was trapped in a cell, cold to bone, skinny as a twig, and scared out of my mind. A shadow appeared outside my cell. I was beaten up with cuts and bruises on my face arms legs. My vision was blurry since my right eye was swollen shut. And my wrist where raw from the shackles on them and my clothes where torn to complete shreds. Me, an 9 year old princess beaten up in the enemies dungeon. Not a good picture if you ask me. As the shadow of a man opened the door I tried to scoot back not wanting another beating. He seemed to pause for a second before slowly walking up to me. As he came closer, he also became clearer and he looked 18 barely old enough to join my father's growing army.

He was wearing obsidian chain mail that seemed to glow under the light of the torches out side my cell. Wore no helmet revealing raven locks. Framing his sharp, angular face. Once he was in front of me he crouched and held out a leather gloved hand. From this distance I noticed he was somewhat transparent, almost like a ghost.

I looked into his eyes confirming my thoughts that he's here to take me out of this hell hole,You know the eyes are the windows to the soul. I hesitantly raised my arms towards him,hoping this isn't some sick joke and I really was getting out. He grabbed my hand taking out a key to unlock the cuffs and carefully as to not hurt me wrapped some cloth around my wrist to stop some minor bleeding. Once done I tried to stand up only to slump back down because of my malnutrition-ed and weak .

I bowed my head as I feel my eyes getting wet, from all the pain physical and mental that I endured and survived. I hear rustling but payed no attention to that favoring to wallow in my self-pity. I then suddenly felt a blanket surround me keeping the cold at bay and warming me up calming me down. I stared wide eyed at the man now standing tall with his hand out inviting me to stand up. Before I was even close to placing my hand in his there was a large explosion . Its force trowing me toward the cold, dull stone wall. Slowly darkness surrounded my vision welcoming me to sleep till all the danger leaves.

Slowly the black tendrils of unconsciousness crawl around me as many soldiers came into the cell then everything became black...