Quod Aegre 'The Sword Maiden [Book 1]

Chapter 1

The Introduction

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Beware
Beware
The skeptical
There smiles there smiles
Are plated gold
Decient so natural
But a wolf in sheeps clothing is only a warning

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Run...

Thats all I can do. Lived with no family and no friends, I grew a barrier. I barrier to keep my feelings and emotions away from people. Now I'm being chased for my blood? I don't understand what he said but he said something about me being a relative to a god? Don't get me started being a 15 year old girl on the streets for most of her life. I just had my frist mission for my so called father figure i quess? He's real name is... well I don't know his name but his villain name is and always will be Black Manta. All I remember is I was in the ocean then bam I in a cell  learning to be a assassin bla bla bla yada yada yada, and finally I escaped but now I found out I wasn't just need to become a assassin but they wanted my blood which they never have or will get.

I run around the corner to a dead end. I turn around and I was surrounded by Black Manta's minions. I Summon a sword and I imagine it covered in lightning and fire. I open my eyes and the lightning and fire was there. I swung my sword and acted like I slashed all if them. Following behind my slashes is the lighting and fire hiting head on. They all fall onto the floor and I bolted away. I ran in the middle of the empty streets. I tripped over a hole in the street, sliding on my knee. A stinging sensation went throw out my knee. I shook my leg and got up now jogging with a damaged leg.

I Summoned a Long sword and stuck it into the ground and lend on it. Taking deep breaths, while closing my eyes. The wind brushed past my face and the winter weather made its turn on me giving me a colder cloak. The coldness of the night struck my leg smoothing out the pain. My breathing leaving small clouds that are slowly denigrating. The hollow buildings surround me making my verison go in circles. I felt like I was the center of the universe and everything was circling me. I heard people yelling at me while running towards me. I started to cough up blood. My sword vanished and I fell to the ground with a thud. My breathing was going crazy. My craving for oxygen was out of control. I felt my heart thumping. My stomach started to pound and I remembered I was stabbed in the stomach from my exscape. I looked at my shirt and red blood linked threw... soon my blood started to look a pinkish into a white. It started to glow and it begin to become a whitish gold. The foot steps got closer and I knew they weren't Black Manta's gang for there was only 6 people. I tried to speck but only coughed up more blood. I felt a pressure on my side and there was a green girl? I screamed in pain as I felt a hand on my stomack. My eyes started to get blurry. I started to mumble what happen before everything went black. The last thing I saw was a ship coming towards the ground.

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!QUOTE TIME!

Usually, people think that I’m a strong, happy person..but behind my smiles they just don’t know how much I’m in pain and almost broken..

It’s sad when you realize you aren’t as important to someone as you thought you were.

Sometimes, crying is the only way your eyes speak when your mouth can’t explain how broken your heart is.

The ones that you love the most are usually the ones that hurt you the most! <<- That’s true.

Behind my smile is a hurting heart, behind my laugh I’m falling apart. Look closely at me and you will see, the girl I am, it isn’t me…

Nothings worse, is to see them two together, knowing I will never have him again.

I smile not for that I am happy, but sometimes I smile to hide sadness.

At some point, you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life.

I’m afraid of being forgotten. Because it seems everyone I get close to, ends up forgetting me.

I’m sick of making things worse. I’m sick of being hurt. I’m sick of crying myself to sleep. I’m sick of hating everything. I’m sick of faking a smile. I’m sick of feeling this way. I’m sick of letting people down. I’m sick of being me.

!Qoute time over!

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I can't think straight anymore. I feel like my body is crumbling into pieces, I think the universe wants me to die alone. I try to open my eyes but the feeling of remembering is drowning my existence to Oblivion. I can't remember anything but the day my life and freedom was stolen. My body-feelings-authority-control was taken from me so I can become a assassin/weapon for him.
I've escaped to be put into another place... why dose the universe think I can handle this? I'm only 15, I'm not inoccent anymore though. I've seen and my memories are replaying the things I wish did not happen. Please let me be free let me see the outside world and don't take me for granted, I've been throught more that most people wouldn't even think of. This world is cruel and I need help. Save me...

To be continued

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Coming up on Quod Aegre The swords maiden.

"You might see me as a freight but really  I'm a child who was taken from her home. My inoccent's shatter and my will is bend to a point that I believe there's no light in this world, but when i find out about you guys and saving/helping people for the good of the world. I smiled and I felt a part of me slip back to the light. Then now I'm alwas thinking... why didn't you save me? I was 4 when I was adducted, criticized, emotionally/physically abused."

I'm fingers twitched and my breathing started to get heavy. I felt there stares as my face was filled with tears now. I imagined there disgusted, and hatered faces staring at me like a ticking bomb. I wiped my face and started to walk towards the Zeda Tubes. Almost there and no one spoke. I stopped before I can enter and looked straight ahead.

"I wanted a home. Everyone says that. I want freedom. The inoccent has that. I want revenge. The evil says that. I want the light. The good says that. I want to protect. The heros do that. I want to destroy. The villains do that. But I want none of that what I want is my memories back, so if you think from stopping me from that then I have the right to rephrase and attack you. I don't remember my parents or siblings. I want to remember but for that to happen I need to fight for it."