"Ready! Set!..... Go!" a boy, probably around thirteen years old, yells as you both start running through a field of tall grass. It seems that you are only watching because you cannot control yourself. You are only spectating in first person.
This platinum-blonde boy is running and panting while you dash ahead swiftly and without breaking a sweat. You are two meters ahead when you cross between two trees at the edge of the field, verifying you as the winner.
"Man, beat by a girl," the boy sighs, "How could I ever be sure that I'll ever beat you, Aeva?"
"Well, all I could say is," you speak quite proudly, "don't get your hopes up, Josh."
"If only I could do that, I got my dad's genes."
"That explains a lot."
"Oh, shut up."
"Aaaaaaaagh!" You both hear a scream far off in the distance. With a flash of magical light, you both equip one sword in either hand and light armor with metal wings on the back of them.
"Come on! Let's go!" the boy shouts across the distance between the two of you.
You jump high into the air with your winged armor catching the wind. While you are flying beside your friend, you run into a cloud of smoke that causes you to fall a few meters. You look down at a horrid sight...
"No! The village! It's being burned!" you plummet to the ground at speeds unreachable by any normal person, "We need to help!"
You feel an uneasiness in the air. Josh feels it too and freezes mid-flight right next to you. All falls still and silent as if the whole world were holding its breath.
BOOM!
The whole entire village exploded in a massive fury of black and purple flames that almost seemed to make faces as you looked at them.
You inaudibly hear your voice, That was all I had...
You throw yourself into your friend's arms and sob wildly at the destruction of the tiny little village of Pui, your home.
You swore vengeance on the flames...
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Ran, Running, and Will Run By Maddiff Rel
FantasyAll your life, you have ran. Since you were conceived in your mother's womb. Since you got your first sword. Since your thirteenth birthday when you got your first set if armor. You have ran from many things. You parents. Your friends. Your home. Th...