Apocalypse

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I snatched my sword off the ground  where it had fallen in my shock, and put the shining blade against his neck "Father would be proud," he growled "Oh, by the way... have fun!" The back of his shirt ripped to shreds as black leathery wings sprouted from his back in a horror movie fashion. I whirled around to find a tall, black creature standing patiently staring into space. Intrigued I poked it to see if it was okay. It snapped out of its daze and threw me into the air. I hit the ground, hard. Slightly dazed I called LeafPaw and suddenly, a slobbery mouth was pulling me to salvation.

I woke up on my couch, my clothes completely clean, my wounds dressed and treated. My whole being still ached horribly as I sat up. Around me were the dogs, lined up panting obediently, the blacksmith sat across from me with a lady, who I assumed was his wife. The light outside was blinding even though the curtains were drawn. I shaded my eyes with my hand, and tried to speak, but all that came out was an awful gravelly moan.

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