The Archers Mark (on hold)

Their Last Sunrise

Mistress Tera's Pov. The next morning around 4:00 am

To say I felt a surge of power on the island, was an understatement in the least. The surge of power was more like an immense and painful wave that hit my body. I shivered at the familiarity of the power. I laid in my bed and stared at my open canopy still canvas that cascaded around my mattress. The thin veil barely moving in the wind that came from my open window.

I closed my eyes a signal tear slipping from my eye before I quickly burned it up with my forbidden power.

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'I stood on a foreign beach staring at group of Men and woman holding pitches forks and the assorted guns. I looked towards Versions as she slumped her head against shoulders. And pointed towards me. Her young voice shattering my confidence.

"Me?" I asked fighting back suturing. She gave a closed eye nod. "Yes you whats your name?" She asked I stood a little prouder "Julie Tamson 6 division lieutenant." I stated. She waved her hand. "You haven't received a new name yet and you're a lieutenant?" She asked almost scoffing. I frowned still standing at attention.

"This clan makes it evident that name doesn't matter as long as you're stronger then the rest." I stated with pride. Suddenly I felt a crippling presence take my breath as General Version approached me. Her hand suddenly on my shoulder as I stared at her crimson red eyes. "So you think you're better then the rest?" Her body suddenly changing to an excited tone.

I looked at her hand on my shoulder feeling her fingers start to dig down deep in to my skin and held back a muffled whimper. She smiled and pointed at the beach.

"This is an island we are supposed to conquer and take the kids for a new recruitment plan. I want you to take them all out. No survivors." She smirked.

I looked at her shocked as the others stared ahead none of them looking to me. They where trained to ignore.

I stared at her eyes in shock one more time then drawing both of my katanas and nodding.

"Yes general." I spat out. I was strong I knew this but, as I began to run forward towards the village people. I looked at them with worry and remorse. I was slowing down for a second before I felt Versions crippling presence as she ran beside me.

"You're slowing down? Maybe you're weak after all? " She asked me with no concern felling her voice more sarcasm as she ran beside me.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes as I quickly increased my speed and slashed and parried the pitchforks finding their weak spots and slicing through the forks and their owners bodies down in the middle.

I stared at the people I mowed down in pieces behind me as more approached me. I grunted and surveyed the group that was slowly surrounding me.

I held my swords in front of me as a gruff man with blue eyes looked at me with malice. His gun towards my face. I quickly darted my eyes to Versions as her presence increased. However she and the others just stood there on the beach watching.

"Drop your weapons!" The man stated as I felt someone poke me in the back with a pitch fork. I grunted looking at the man. I heard Versions voice carry with the wind.

"This is what we here in the clan disapprove of! Weaklings such as her! What will happen to her will be just!" She shouted as I felt the pitchfork poke me in the back once more.

"I said drop it!" The man growled. I dropped my swords as Versions voice picked up.

"All weaklings like her should die! She is a fucking disappointment to this clan and her Family! She has let down her Family and we shall take their lives in replacement for hers!" Versions growled over the beach. The clan behind her was silent. No one was told to speak so no one did. They just stared at me. With pity and sorrow.