Destined

Chapter 3

I open my eyes and see that I'm in a big room. I'm small and chubby? I try to stand up but fall just for someone to catch me.

"Where do you think you're going?" Said a mystery voice. I looked up to see that it was my mom with her red hair who was carrying me. She lifts me up. "You're not strong enough to walk."

The door slams open to reveal my dad rushing in. "The undead are approaching our castle!"

My mom looks down at me with her golden eyes and back at him. "What are we going to do?"

He grabs onto her hand, "We started this, we'll stay here with our people." He looks at me. "He doesn't have to stay here."

"Who's going to take care of him?"

"My brother can escape with him while we make our last stand here."

"Is there no other way?"

He takes a deep breath, "I'm afraid not."

They hold onto me tightly as we look out the window.

I woke up with a tear in my eye. I look around to see people running around in a panic. I stand up slowly, still dazed and look at the flaming rock.

Is everyone alright?

I ran towards Glenn's house. I arrive there and stand in shock and horror to see a flaming boulder into the house.

I ran inside shouting, "Glenn!? Anybody here!?" No response.

They must have escaped already

I slam open the lumber store. I spot the owner and ask hurriedly, "Is Ralf ok?"

"Ralf isn't here!" the owner shouts. "I sent him to chop some lumber!"

As the owner finishes his sentence, I start running back home.

Hopefully Ralf is ok!

I look up at the sky to see even more burning boulders flying in.

My home was left untouched by the attack. I barge open the door shouting, "Uncle!"

Where is he?

I ran up the stairs.

Where is he?

I open my room to see a dark figure. He was dressed in dark robes with his face hidden. I instantly felt horrible from my stomach.

The dark figure looks towards me and says slowly in a raspy heavy voice, "What a happy little room you have here." As he stretches his hand towards me, the room starts to catch on fire. I was paralyzed in fear.

Just as he's about to grab me, a sword comes out of nowhere cutting the hand off. Uncle jumps in front of me with a sword in hand.

The dark figure stands there looking at his missing hand, "Oh what a pity. I really liked that hand."

Suddenly he regrows his hand brand new. He quickly grabs Uncle by his neck. Uncle tries to escape from his grasp.

I have to do something!

I extend my hands trembling.

Please magic! Come out!

Nothing happens.

The dark figure cackles, "Are you trying to use your magic?"

Uncle headbuts him, releasing himself and grabs me by the shoulders.

"Run," says my Uncle calmly. I stand there looking at him reluctantly.

"Now!" he repeats more harshly. He turns around with sword in hand. Uncle runs straight into the fire.

Suddenly my legs start to move by themselves. I

run down the burning stairs and out the door. With tears in my eyes, I don't look back as I continue running. I made it to the forest.

I finally look back. The entire village is filled with smoke and fire. Only destruction was visible. I collapse down to the ground crying.

"I will avenge you Uncle," I said. "I will avenge you mother, father. I will avenge you my friends."

I face my back to the village and run into the forest.