The Dark Ones

It controls our way of life. No one knows quite what "it" is and I'm pretty sure no one will ever know. All we know is that without it, we wouldn't survive in this big world.

We are constantly fighting wars to keep our place safe. No one has time for love. No one has time to relax.

Many of us are trained and ready to battle by the age of 13, but I myself, have been released into this havoc without all the training i needed. Somehow I'm still alive and well. Maybe that's because of the others around me that help.

The Dark Ones are what we call our enemies, the ones we are constantly at war with. As for us, we are known as the Light. The Dark Ones like to attack at night, hints to their name. Most of their training takes place during the night. We like to fight during daylight, but that doesn't happen to often.

Being polar opposite of your enemy makes it extremely hard to win a fight. Now most of us train at night just so we can fight against the Dark Ones.

Like now, I stand in a sea of trees as I swing at my opponent with a sword. His name is Darren. He and I have known each other since the beginning and between the two of us, he's the best with a sword.

His sword connects with mine and with a quick twist of his sword, mine is ripped from my grip and it clangs to the ground. "Ok thats so not cool." I laugh a little breathlessly.

His lips turn up into a smile. "It was cool to me."

I shake my head with a smile stretched across my face. We head back to our small town to get rest just in case the Dark Ones come back again sometime soon.

My name is Kyra, Kyra Sarie. I am 16 years old and this is my story.