Born From The Grave - adventure fantasy fanfic

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~Unknown's dream~

Her breath was taken by the sharp pain imbedding itself into her chest.  She took in a shaky breath as she slowly began to fall back. As her vision began to flicker a loud thud was heard though for her it was low everything felt like it was going in slow motion.

It took her a moment to realize the thud was her back hitting the ground. In the distance her could hear a young female calling the last thing she remembers is a man standing over her a wicked smile sprawled on his face then darkness consumed her.

-Third person-

It was a crisp fall night in late October. Though the night was the night of tricks and treats there was silence deep in the Galloway Forest of Scotland. Three young adults all between the ages of 18 and 21 walked through a misty cemetery which surrounded a large forgotten castle.These three consisted of two females and one male.

The eldest female was of the age 21. She had long lush black hair and dark brown eyes, standing at about 5'9 in hight. This female went by the name of Isabella Lightwood though often family and friends would call her Izzy. Though she was slimly built she was strong and had all the right curves. Runes covered her body symbolizing that she was a shadow hunter. Protesters of downworlders and mortals everywhere.

Now the second female and probably one of the most important is the age of 18. She had soft lavender eyes and just in between medium and long platinum blond hair. Standing at about 5'2 in hight with a slim but curvy body she went by the name Leona Sourinza. Marked on her left shoulder was the print of a tiger, though it was a birthmark it held the colour of an icy blue, white and lavender mix. This mark indicated her power of light magic mostly with ice and the fact of her being a tigerblood. A human who is able to turn into a tiger at any given moment willingly.

Last but not least was the single male. Walking between his two female companions he stood at 6'3 tall at the age of 19. He has caramel brown hair and green eyes. Having a strong build he stood out between the two shorter and slimmer girls. Tattooed on his neck was the promise mark showing that he's a dhampire sworn to protect the moroi, a type of vampire, from evil vampires. He was known as Luka Knights.

As these three friends walked threw the graveyard they keep utterly silent. Their destination was set to a single grave under an ever blooming cherry blossom tree.

In the delicate hands on Leona was a single blood rose the look of sorrow clouded her features. Leona dressed in black and Isabella dressed in white it wasn't hard to tell that they where in mourning.

*Luka's pov*

As I walked between two mournful females I didn't know what to think. Hell I didn't even know why they brought me with them. Maybe it was for moral support who knows.

'I could always turn back, tell them I wasn't feeling good I mean who wants to visit the grave of some dead chick they don't even know?' I mentally slapped myself for thinking something so cruel. Leona and Isabella are my friends after all.

So on I walked through the autumn cemetery. I could hear the crunch of red and orange fallen leaves under my feet, the crisp night air as it nippled at my cheeks.

-Third person-

Everything seemed normal for the first couple of minutes though as the clocks on their phones struck 10:55 the ground began to shake.

The three friends surprised but the sudden movement of the ground, nearly fell from balance loss.

Though big the earthquake didn't last more then a couple seconds. Regaining themselves they look are each other if utter shock.

*Leona's pov*

Shaken Luka, Isabella and I all looked at each other. Taking a deep breath I nodded before taking a small step in the direction we where originally headed in.

Suddenly I feel an disformity in the ground in which I stepped. Slowly I looked down where I saw the end of a crack. Looking forward I notice the crack runs to the cherry tree in the distance.

Fear grasped my heart. Something could have happened to the grave. Without warning I sprinted forward. Dodging the crack that continued to grow the closer I got to the tree I didn't care if people where running behind me.

I came to a sudden halt when I realized the grave site. Cracks from all around all met in the middle of the grave. Even the tube stone was cracked in half. 'But how!? Everything else is left undamaged!? Could a earthquake really do that!?'

"Leo-" I could hear Isabella call out to me from behind. Guessing she saw the grave she was to shocked to say anything.

-Third person-

All three young adults where to shocked to say a thing. To stunned to move they stared blankety at the broken gravestone. After a couple moments Isabella got the courage to move forward but soon had to withdraw when a sudden hand appeared from the grave.

The hand bloody and muddy tore at the ground and was soon met with another. Broken bloody nails dug into the dirt making a muddy hole.

Scrapped arms soon penetrated through the dirty messy following them long brown mattered hair attached to the dirtied face of a young women.

She gasped for air finally getting her torso out of the hole her eyes shot open showing her bright blue eyes before her eyelid along with the rest of her body fell down.

Luka, Leona and Isabella all looked at the torn matted mess in front of them all unsure as what to do.

The clock struck 11 Lilith Sourinza had returned...

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•Authors note•

Hey guys so this is the start of "Born From The Grave" with 996 words. I'm sorry it's not the best of chapters but I promise the next ones will be better. Thank you for reading and I will update as soon as possible.

-Insanity❦