Survival of the War.

Running away

"Zarron! Come on!" Morto pleaded as Zarron fell once more.

"I can't, it hurts so much" Zarron weakly said as Morto heaved him up again

"I know but once we get you out of here then we can heal you! And you won't be in pain! I promise!" Morto said as Zarron leaned into him a bit more before pushing himself forward.

Morto saw a girl a little while down.

"There we go! I just saw a girl! We just have to keep moving!" Morto said as he pushed Zarron on a little further.

The girl kept picking up flower petals as she moved her wheelchair from time to time.

"Help please my friend!" A voice brought her out of her dream world as she looked up and gasped.

Two boys were standing on front her both bruised and bloody but the short one was about to go unconscious unless she did something now.

"Come with me!' She said as she moved her wheelchair towards her house.

"Thank you" The taller boy said as he moved forward with his unconscious friend now.

Just as the girl opened her door, the taller boy dropped to one knee right behind her.

"Use my wheelchair! But I need one awake" The girl said as she used her wheelchair to move back a little.

"Thanks" The boy said as he heaved himself upward using the back of the girls wheelchair to help support himself and his friend.

"No problem, sit down there" She pointed to the couch as she moved to get the first aid kit.

"What's your name?" The boy asked.

"My name is Clara. What's yours?" Clara asked.

"My name is Morto and this one is Zarron" Morto said, gesturing to himself and Zarron who was now properly unconscious.

Clara's eyes went wide at that. "You mean your both the princes? That would mean I have royalty in my living room?!" Clara asked sounding scared to death.

"Don't be scared! No one is gonna hurt you! We needed a place to rest. Our fathers have started a war cause they think we're trying to distract the peace but really we're just best friends but they won't listen. " Morto explained glancing down at Zarron.

Clara looked sad "I'm sorry about that must not be easy for the both of you"

"We just need to get some sleep and eat a little and then we'll be out your way."

Clara just shook her head "Stay here as long as needed. You both can't go home by the sounds of things so you can both stay here. My parents are working most of the time."

Morto just stared at her "Are you sure? I mean what will your parents say when they find 2 boys in their house with their only daughter?"

"I will just explain why you both need to stay here and if they disagree then I'm Leaving with you"

"What!? That's way too much to ask of" Morto said shocked.

"No cause if you both don't know first aid for one then you both will struggle and it's not that much to ask of bec I've done more to help people as well."

"Wow, how I can't even say thank you right now I'm just really shocked" Morto said but he could stop the smile from coming on his face.

Clara smiled "Well, when you have to spend so long on a Wheelchair with a spine in the wrong place then you get used to helping others before yourself"

"Your spine is in the wrong place?" Morto asked, cringing.

Clara chuckled "Yeah, when I was born my spine was in the wrong position so it paralyzed both my legs so I can't walk."

Morto looked sad "I'm sorry that must be hard to not be able to do what most teens do"

"Yeah well you can't either as your a prince with duties so it looks like I'm not alone with that."

Morto chuckled "For once I have someone other than Zarron or Tarripp to talk to."

"Who?" Clara asked.

"Zarron is this one here. And Tarripp had left to let us get away so hopefully he's also away by now"

Clara nodded, moving a strand of blonde hair out her face "Right ok. And are they princes as well?"

"Only Zarron. Tarripp is out for revenge after our fathers destroyed Zadmo but Zarron was caught in the crossfire so that's how be became this hurt."

Clara looked shocked "The newspaper said it was an explainable shock that took out Zadmo?!

Morto shooked his head "That's what they want you to think. Really is was the both of them fighting."

"Wow so I was lied to this entire time?" Clara said sounding angry.

"Well Yes, I'm sorry" Morto said, putting his head in his hands.

"Hey don't worry! You didn't do anything wrong!"

"My father was the reason all this started - "

"No it wasn't your father, it was mine" A pained voice said as both teens turned to look at Zarron who was sitting up.

"Zarron! Lay back down"

"My father sent me to Griffion to spy but then I became friends with you and I decided that I would not go back home but then my father joined with your father to try and get me back home. But then your father betrayed mine and then I got caught in the crossfire." Zarron explained, trying his best not to cry.

"T..That wasn't your fault! It was our fathers!" Morto said as he hugged Zarron.