She was running. She had one ally with her, and they were running. There were two, side by side, running. Then there was one. Persephone turned behind her, dizzy from the sharp turns.
She couldn't find her friend.
The one.
The one person who would help her.
Was gone.
"Kyra!!!!" She called out.
She heard a scream come from not too far away. She walked over and saw Kyra.
Dead.
She had been shot with an arrow and her neck had been slit.
Persephone's eyes were flooded with tears as she knelt down next to Kyra. "No no no" she said. "no no no"
She heard a whisper come from behind her. She turned around. An arrow was flying toward her. As the arrow penetrated her heart, she turned into a bird.
She flew away, unharmed. Then she turned human and fell towards the ground, through the thick tree branches of the dense forest.
Covered in several deep scratches and blood, she hit the ground. Hard. As an enemy came up to her, she whispered, "you won't see me fall apart..." She took her last breath that moment.
Then she woke up.... A dream. It was all a dream.
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The Game of War
Historical FictionThis story is Greek mythology based and it is kind of similar to Hunger Games. Persephone is chosen for the Game of War. She has to keep it secret, but will it be that easy? Her mentor is Artemis, but she is losing hope. She loses it all when she g...
