The Witch : The CresentSon Chronicles

Chapter 1

I don't own any of the pictures I use
*Somewhere in Europe in a different time*
Alelaria.
Auris.
Imsu.
Ugryum.

All four create one of the greatest, most powerful countries in the region. All were feared. But nothing compares to Henry's strong leadership and thirst for blood. The kingdom of Alelaria was the pride and the strength of all the the others integrated into one kingdom. This story doesn't start with a trapped princess, instead with a desprate fall.
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A single woman sprawled on the ground near a deeply rooted stump. Her hair undone so she could relax. Untill a man flicked her head.

"Five more minutes."

He tossed a small bag on her stomach to get her captivated. When she reluctantly opened her eyes. She sat up and stared at the bag.
"Better? I thought you'd save the complaining for Clara now." The male walked away leaving the female with the small bag. " I'm not weak!" She ran after him.
When he came into view she threw it at him. "There. Happy." He lost the will to argue for he already knew how longer the task would take for only two farmhands. "Robin. Thank you for bringing in the seeds."
"Leo." Her eyes were strong but her will lacked force. The glare barley blazed the strong man who stood before her.
"Yes, Robin."
"I'm not fresh meat."
"Consider what you want. If I somehow offended you're wellbeing I apologize." He counted the haybales and wrote it down. He sat down the list and glanced at Robin. "I know you're exhausted, but bare with me a while longer." He walked back out and Robin followed. "They should increase our payrate." she mumbled. Leo sighed with a grin on his face. "That's the bird I wanna hear."
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Running through the chicken coop was no hastle. The noise was just unbearable. Robin ran with the chicken feed afraid she'd drop it. She put it down and sighed. She stared at the many chickens wondering what are they getting out of this situation. "Safron, leave Cayan alone!" she fused at the two crazy hens. "Really?" Robin jumped at Leo's voice as it softened at the word. "You name them?"
"Yeah. Why not."
Leo stared amazed untill Robin snapped vigorously in his face. "Come on rookie, there's a lot more work to do." Robin said as she walked out almost as if she was shocked right back in to motivation. Leo followed behind her wondering how she stole the words right out of his mouth.
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Robin slowly walked in with the last bag if feed for the chickens. Questioning her paths that lead to here, she placed the feed down. Not being the strongest  between the two, it took her longer to carry the large bag. Either the chickens are on drugs, or she really needs to train with the lion. The sun already hid behind the mountains as she grew weary. When she went to get another sack she stooped to wash her face. Hoping the water would wake her up she continued to help her partner with the feed.
"That's the last of it." she sighed. She wiped the small grains off her hands while Leo flicked the hay off of him.
"Great. Now we just have to closed the shed." he said closing one of the doors. They both walked out as Leo closed the other set of doors. When he did Robin looked at the chicken coop up and down. Dark brown wood covering the chicken's pens. As she looked she noticed something. "Hole." Leo quickly moved from where he was and looked down. "There's no hole." "Not there dumbass, there!"she pointed to the hole in the barn. "Simple. I can repair it in the morning. " he said as if she was wasting time. "Oh. Right." she responded. She was worried a chicken would get out and get eaten by a fox. Or something bad would happen to all of the chickens and hens.....even though they have to kill some for dinner.
They were walking away until Robin stopped dead in her tracks. Small, thin feet were adapted by the dirt. Chicken prints decorated the ground. Leo saw too. "Should we look?" " I'll get my coat."
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They followed the tracks to a forest. The trees towered over their heads but there was an opening in the trees. Robin heard a noise. Like something gave it's self away watching them.
"Leo! Wolf!" Leo put hus arm around her. He shun the flashlight over the ground trying to hold back his laughter. A broken twig was what she stepped on. "Oh yes. I'm terrified." She slapped his arm walking ahead trying to hide her embarrassment. Stepping on leaves, she could feel the wind tickle her cheek. Fall was escaping. But slowly.  Hearling a cluck Robin ran. Leo ran after her.
"Paprika!"
She ran out to grab the troubled hen and Leo stopped in his tracks.
"You need friends."
"I do have friends. And here's one of them."
Out sprang her finger and the two words were obvious. He rolled his eyes and Robin grabbed the hen. Walking towards him she glanced at the hen up and down. The color of it's feet caught her by suprise. The scent was faint yet strong enough to make her stomach groan.
Blood.
It was nearby.
A body laid unconscious with blood covering the side. They looked at it, the each other.
Leo went over...and put a hand on the wound. He placed two fingers on her neck.
"It's faint. But she's still alive."
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End