Ashes

Chapter 2

We each quickly picked up the weapons we all kept so safe, for each solider the weapons rested by their heads. Always. There was no excuse to lose them. I glanced at the door which stood shut, silently debating. "I should tell them, but I could be wrong. Sometimes these dreams where wrong." I placed a finger to my lips, urging a silence. The village was oddly quiet, not even a baby crying in the distance. But the sounds of weapons clashing together against leather and metal clouded my head, they never listened to me, especially Aldric, he never treated me like someone who could fight well. "Stay here." I whispered, careful not to make a noise until I was grabbed by the shoulder. The feeling had become familiar overtime. "And what if they are out there? What will you do then?" The question lingered in the air, hovering in the silence.

"If they are you'll know, and in addition you should know by now to stop trying to protect me." I snapped back, not in a purposely rude manner but just as this always happened. His eyes shared the look that he looked with that old woman, the kind look. He just thinks I can't do anything, honestly he treats me still like a child.

I left, the silence unnerving. Back at any camp there was always something, a solider moaning in pain, the faint sound of crying for a now deceased friend or relative. It was dark, the moon and stars shined like freshly cut diamonds. The ground was warm, not a good sign, never a good sign. I quicken my pace to a swift run, is was easy to tell if they where coming. The ground would begin to heat, only growing as they began to get near. They sound a metal clashed against each other, but it was faint, always faint. There was no real metal which the "soliders" wore, it was mostly weapons with clashed against each other as they walked in an oddly straight line.

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There was a rustling sound from inside the house, they woke them up. I knew full well, Tannon being the brother he was wouldn't be to pleased with the fact I had went alone. There's no time to waste, no time to think before action, not now. The burgundy door rattled open quickly, he was going to fight. He had fought for a short time because training was so fast, that was until he had married Aragona. He still had his armour after all these years, waiting for the opportunity to fight.

God, how much I hated for them to worry, I was meet with a worried yet tempered brother. I needed to tell them, but, I felt myself hesitating. They would all go fight without hesitation, but there was so many of them. The chances of us to win against the deceased where about one to one-hundred. But without us these people didn't stand a chance, without us this could either stay a sanctuary or become another graveyard. They looked at me, awaiting an answer in silence. All I could do was nod at first. "They're coming fast. We need to hurry, make sure Ara and Lilith is safe first. We need to evacuate everyone." It was strange giving orders. It was nice, but strange. There was silence as everyone took in what was happening. Then it began, as fast as lightning. It had become a routine of what to do. Each of us split up and darted different directions. Tannon staying just for a minute to make sure Aragona and Lilith where safe and sound. I waited for him, I hated thinking something could happen to the two.

He stopped in front of me, his brown eyes full of worry, placing his hands on my shoulders. "Promise me you'll be safe." He just sounded worried.
I nodded as reassuringly as possible. But it was never a promise I could keep. You where never guaranteed safety at a time like this. There was once again a pause, silence filled with the sounds of crickets criping in the distance. Then we went our separate ways.

The small town was quickly filled with banging on heavy wooden doors, babies beginning to cry from the loud noise. The goal was to get everyone out before a bloodbath began. We had all seen the horrors of towns and families slaughtered, it was a sight so horrendous that the thought of witnessing that just made you want to fight. Aragona and Lilith where safe for now, the first priority was getting everyone in the front of the town (closest to the fighting) out and to safety. We had to work fast, as the almost undeafetanle army was growing closer and closer by the minute. The smell of smoke and rotting corpses growing closer. They where beginning to emerge from the forest, each step echoing loudly against the forest ground, quickly growing louder with each horrifying synchronized steps. They appeared like an uncommonly well-trained army. Few could match it, the only reason we could even stand a chance was the enchanted weapons (which weren't available to anyone anymore) which the high elves where now gone. They had all scattered as the town of Evalora was put to ruin in a firy blaze.