having to escape.

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I opened the door and worried i hurried quiet to the living room.

quitly i walked to the other side of the corridor in the direction where the sounds are coming from. curious as i was i opened the door hoping who ever was there on the other side of it wouldnt notice. i quietly crawled behind the couch and looked over it. what i saw was horibble, there were two centaurs in the living room with 2 body's at the ground in front of them. and a small figure sitting beside them crying. A centaur raised its sword , and killed the last person. the first 2 bodies were my parents, the small figure was my little brother. i got pissed and without thinking, i took my daggers in hand and attacked the first centaur , the one with the sword, that murdered my family. he realized it too late and my dagger went through his throat. the second one had a bow and shot at me meawhile. i couldnt avoid his arrow in time and got hit in my shoulder. i groaned , throwed one if my daggers to him which he avoided, and that was exactly what i wanted , i ran to him, and killed him fast. after that i hurried to the window and looked outside, i could barely stand the sight, it was cruel. centaurs attacking my people , their dead bodys and blood everywhere.. slowly i walked away from the window , and knelt down beside my parents and little bro. " mom.. dad... jay..." i whispered, but i knew they wouldnt respond.. i knew they would never talk to anyone again.. i would never hear their voices anymore.. and i would never see my little bro smilin at me again.. tears started streaming down my face, there i sat, in my livingroom at the with blood covered ground , crying and i didnt try to stop.. i mean why would I, i lost my family.. my village .. my everything...

i sat there for like 5 minutes , more time to mourn i didnt have a realized. my village, my family were lost and i had to escape. i had to escape, no matter the costs andi wouldnt give up easy. i stood up, picked up my daggers and walked to the door. i opened it hoping no one on the outside would notice and carefully stepped outside and fast i hid next to the house. when i looked around me to check how many centaurs were here, i saw the gate in front of me like 70 meters away. to bad, the path to it was in the open. knowing i couldnt just take the path and walk to there because it was to risky, i decided to climb up in the tree next to me and jumped from tree to tree till i couldnt go further that way. the gate was still like 15 meters away, but guarded by only one centaur and the rest was further in the village looking for survivors. well i was the only one and i wouldnt let them get me. looking down at that centaur trying to think of a strategy to kill him fast enough before he could warn others. " ofcourse " i thought by myself " i can throw my dagger " . counting from 1 to 3 i focused on the centaur. " i. may . not . miss . now "and i threw. i got him but it wasnt fatal. he looked up and stupid as he was he didnt warn others and wanted to kill me alone. i jumped out of the tree , right in front of him. when i landed i quickly jumped aside to avoid his sword. he lost his balance and while he tried to get it back i gave him a fast and powerful kick. he fell down again but was able to throw the dagger i had left out of my hand.

i got pissed , evaded another attack of him, gave him another kick. he fell with his head against the tree and passed out. keeping an eye on him i looked for my daggers , found em, and killed the centaur to leave a message to the rest : this is what happens when u mess with me. then i ran, i ran for like half an hour , untill i came at a beautiful openspot in the woods. i heared the flowing river, heared the birds sing and looked up to the stars. " my life wil be cruel from now on, but atleast there still is beauty in the world, and i wont let that end" i said by myself. i saw a thick tree branch , sat down and took my daggers. this might sound selfish, but i need to relax and calm down some. i mean, u dont lose ur family and village every night anyway.

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