Will of Wood [1]- Bellamy Blake

bloodshed ✔️

My boots trudged through the thick greenery, my steps faltering behind Anya's. From our talk this morning all haunting thoughts echoed around my buzzing head. So I marched with wide eyes, still trying to avoid the truth. My bow rested numbly in my fingers, I will not use this. I watched with a grimace as Nioas and Omar fleed to the front, backing the scouts. My heart seized I didn't want them to die, to get hurt. I wouldn't be able to take that, I couldn't.

Suddenly we all halted; all the warriors beginning to get hype on the adrenaline. I just stood, my lip tightly in my mouth. Anya prepared a speech to encourage our warriors, while the scouts wasted the sky crew's ammunition. I straitened my back, as our men created a circle around my sister and I. My jaw clenched as I looked ahead, my bow resting at softly my hip. Be strong. Be strong.

"Disha goufa don taken hogeda kom osir! Kill our nomon, kill our nontu, kill our goufa! Osir will gonplei, gon the stedaunon! En osir will win! Jus drein jus daun!" These children have taken everything from us! killing our mothers; killing our fathers; killing our children! We will fight, for the dead! And we will be victorious! Blood must have blood!

My lip quivered at her words. Anya's speech echoed around the forest, leading to a loud uproar of our warriors. They all chanted, jumped, and let out kill calls. Getting ready for war; as we call it. As everyone around me cheered and yelled, I still stood numb. From all the events that occurred today and yesterday, I felt emotionally drained. I am in love with a man- who will never love me back- that I will have to watch die today.

Today more then ever I needed to act strong. However everyone knew I couldn't, even my sister. Not free what happened. Not after what I had gone through. As we began our journey closer to the Sky camp, I let my head hang low. Dragging my feet, I didn't want to go. I don't want to do this. I don't want to be here. The familiar hot feeling cascaded on my face, as my eyes weld.

Anya let out a loud war cry, starting a chain of hoots and hollers. I just blankly looked around my breathing labored. I need Omar, or Nioas. My feet prepared to rush forward to find them. I needed to see them. However, my sisters cold hand locked onto my wrist, pulling me back to her side; giving me a slight shake of her head. Biting down hard onto my lip, I stayed by her.

Suddenly a explosion, shook the forest floor. My eyes widened as I felt the vibration. Everyone's movements halted ; I realized we reached the sky crew's boarders. Anya let out a loud call, forcing the warriors into a sprint.

It has begun. I watched numbly as my men fled towards the camp. My feet unmoving as I watched to utterly defeated. I never wanted this war. Shaking my head, I felt a lone tear trail down my cheek. This isn't what I wanted. This isn't right.

Bodies fell, screams echoed into the crisp air. As I stood frozen in fear of what this day could entail. I watched solemnly as a blonde sky boy, raised his metal weapon in the air. He stood on guard above the wall, taking out many of my men with his amo. Then an arrow soared through the air, straight into the boys temple. I heard faint screams from fellow sky people as the blonde fell, blood oozing from his skull.