OzanxOC Runescape

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I remember when Burthorp was a happy place. The trolls stayed on Death Plateau and we kept our distance but now it's different. They've caved in part of our mines, destroyed our homes, and killed our soldiers. I wanted to join the fight but my mother wouldn't let me. She had already lost my brother in a troll raid and my father is always gone, fighting the war. We do what we can to help though. I hunt kebits and birds for food and mother tends to the wounded. "Owen!" my mother cried. This was the first time father had been home in months. Mother went to the other room to get food. Father leaned in close to and asked," Do you still want to help fight in the war?" I looked up at him with hopeful eyes," Of course, I'll fight with my bare hands if I have to!" He smiled," Good, we need all the help we can get. I already had Linza make you some armor and a weapon." Before I could give my thanks mother came in. "Come let's eat. Owen I bet you're hungry after all the fighting you've done." "Yes, very. We don't get to eat a lot with all the fighting we do." We ate a wonderful meal of roasted kebit and potatoes. I slept that night with dreams of killing trolls.

The next morning I left early with father. We told mother he was going to help me hunt but he was taking my for training. "Come at me, Viv," he yelled at me. To start off we were fighting with fake swords but he said soon I would learn to use a real one. I ran at him and he dodged with ease. "You have to be faster than that." I ran at him again he tried to dodge but I caught him in his leg, knocking him down. "Is that good enough?" I laughed. at first he looked at me, surprised. Then he smiled," You're a fast learner." He got up and then knocked me down. "Never think that your opponent is down," he commanded. I nodded. "OWEN!" We heard. I looked back to see Ozan running at us. When he got to us he was completely out of breath. I could see the distress in his eyes. "Ozan what's wrong?" I asked. "It's.. Angel..she's.. she's..." We looked where Ozan pointing, a huge troll was was attacking buildings. And my mother was standing in the middle of it. She was moving children out of the way. Father, Ozan, and I went running. Owen pulled out his sword and attacked. Ozan grabbed my arm and pulled me back. "No, you don't have a weapon," he said. "I don't care. I need to save her! I've already lost one person to the trolls, I'm not losing another!" I yelled to him, fishing to get away. He pulled me closer and put both arms around me. "Look Viv, if you run out there now then Owen will lose you," he pleaded. He had a desperate look in his eyes. I sighed and stopped fighting. "You're right. I'll stay here." Ozan gave me a nod of thanks and ran out to fight. I hated just waiting there. I should've been fighting with them. A blood curdling scream pulled me out of my thoughts. A house fell and a wooden beam went straight through my mother's heart. I started to run tears streaming down my face. Ozan, who was shooting at the troll, stopped when he saw ran up, grabbed me, and ran. "Ariane! Take my place!" he called out. I couldn't see through my tears. When Ozan Finally stopped we were at the north end of Taverly. I stopped moving, I just wrapped my arms around Ozan and cried. He held me close and whispered comforting things in my ear. When father and Ariane finally came back I was still in Ozan's arms. I looked up. I wasn't sure but I think I saw a tears escape father's eye. I'd never seen him cry before. "You're...you're mother. She..." he couldn't finish. I buried my head in Ozan's chest again and he rubbed my back. "It'll be okay," he whispered in my ear.

That night I just layed there, I couldn't sleep. Every time I would me I close my eyes I could see her laying there. I got up thinking I was going out, to look at the stars or something. I saw a stiletto of a man sitting in the parlor, his back to me. "Father?" I asked. The man jumped. "Viv?" It was father. He moved then I saw Ariane and Ozan sitting in the arm chairs in front of him. "I'm sorry, did we wake you?" Ariane asked. "No, I couldn't sleep," I answered. "What are you talking about?" Ozan looked away, father looked disappointed,  Ariane was the only one to talk. "We don't think you should fight," she stated. My eyes were as big as a kite shield. "Why not? I'm not a child anymore! I can fight!" I yelled loud enough to be heard in Lumbridge. "Viv! I'm disappointed too, but I'm not going to lose you. You will not fight in this war," father stopped as if the next thing was hard to say," I'm sending you to Falador. You'll live in the white knight's castle until this war is over." I could feel anger rising inside me. "Why? Just because you're afraid doesn't..." "I AM NOT AFRAID! You will go to Falador and Sir Vant will watch over you!" Father demanded. "You will not fight in this war. Pack your things, you'll be leaving tomorrow." I huffed and went back to my room. I was going to fight in this war one way or another.