War of Demons and Shields(under revision)

The princess

5 years old                                                                                                                               Daisy ran down the hall giggling from her father. She had taken his feather he was writing with. Coulson caught up and saw her fall and weep. She had scraped her knee and coulson picked her up. "It's okey, I wont let anything hurt you." A few nights later she woke her parents to crying from a nightmare. May and coulson went to her side.

"What is it daisy?" May held daisy close wiping her face of tears.

"T-There was a scary man on fire....he had a black horse." May and coulson looked at each other fearing if it was a premonition.

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10 years old                                                                                                                    Daisy was a wild girl up on her studies and always wanting to explore. She had made a friend on the street. The king and queen hired Jemma at an young age to stay and be daisy's personal maid. But over the the years they were very close friends sometimes getting in trouble trying to go outside the wall. But there was a calling to daisy that made her irritable when she sat still. Until she watched the guards train in the court yard. She didn't realize one of the teenage boys had caught her snooping around. He was about fifteen and he helped the guards with their weapons.

"Hey princess, your not supposed to be here." Daisy and simmons jump and simmons is the only one to get away.

"I'm sorry i just.." He patted her shoulder.

"Its okey, your interested in there fighting. There teaching me to be a guard."

"Whats your name?"

"You can call me hunter." He holds out his hand and they shake.

"Wow, could you teach me to fight?" He hissed through his teeth in disapproval knowing the king would probably punish him if she is hurt.

"You will have to ask your father about that." She pouts and sneaks away.

Later the dream comes back. There is a field of bodies and everything is burned. Except a demon on horseback and fire coming off his black steed and cloak blowing in the wind. Only this time she hears a horrifying voice. Gritty and dark expected from a demon.

"You are alone here, you will see your people die then, I'm coming for you..." Jemma shakes her awake.

"Daisy, you were having a bad dream again. Was it the same one?" Daisy was shaken and couldn't sleep for some of the following nights. Until she saw a boy in the commons.

He had blond hair , blue eyes, and a kind heart. He had accidentally bumped into daisy when she was strolling with her mother knocking yarn out of her hands.

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to do that." He stumbled around gathering the yarn she had dropped and handed it to her. She could see the blushing in his face from the embarrassment. 

"Its fine, its just yarn." She could feel her own heart beat a little faster. He was a little cute. He frowned as he put it in her basket.

"My name is Lincoln are you the princess?" He is stunned in her beauty and she nodded. "Well it was nice to meet you." He bows before running off playing knights with his friends. Daisy felt it that day, there was a bond that tightened when he was around.

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15 years old

Lincoln had become a close friend to daisy ever since that day they met. Simmons and daisy made their way in the market looking at foods and amazing rarities that came in each month on the immigrant and trade carriage. Daisy wished she could see the outside world, the souvenirs are beautiful she cant imagine what it might be like. Lincoln came up behind her and scared her.

"What are you looking at princess?" He teases resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Don't you ever wonder what its like out there? To feel free?" Daisy pulled away watching the door close for the next few days.

"No, I hear bad hings about whats outside those walls. Monsters tall as mead halls, demons hunting for roaming souls to harvest, even the kings brother." He took a jar of honey from the car paying the man. 

Phil allowed light training in arms for daisy to protect herself. Hunter was her instructor but he didn't let up because she was a girl. In the middle of training phil walked in the court with a smile at her progress. Afterwards at dinner daisy gathered her pride in asking him.

"Father? Can I go with you on your next travel? I would love to see the outside.."

"No. These walls are the only thing protecting you."

"From what your brother!?" She slammed her fist on the table standing her ground. It startled phil and may on how she knew.

"Yes, and if you go outside those walls he will kill you." 

She finally realized what he was hiding from her all those years. 

For her fifteenth birthday phil caved in and they discreetly went to an open field away from the shadowlands. A field full of flowers and lone standing trees over looked a beach and ocean. The fresh smell filled her lungs and she took in the beautiful sight. It was a birthday to remember.

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18 years old

Daisy lost Lincoln a few weeks back when he had signed up to be with the guard at the wall. Creatures from the shadow lands killed him in the night along with three others. 

Jemma tried to open up but she has been hiding in her room ever since the news came in.

"Daisy come on.. Please open the door. You need food."

"Go away, I'm not hungry."

Jemma could hear daisy was still crying and her voice cracked trying to talk.

"I'm not asking to come in but i'm leaving the food here so if your hungry... please eat."

Daisy was taking it hard loosing her three year boyfriend. She poked her head out of the room and took the plate since she hasn't eaten in two days. At night she would sneak out of the castle and into the exterior of the city at the wall. She was breaking down at the storm drain bars so she can slip through and out.

She was tired of being held captive in a small place all her life. She needed out. But it was becoming harder since her mother and father were teaching her how to run the kingdom. Her father felt daisy needed a personal guard.

A few days later a knight in silver clad armor appears before the three.

"I am Bobbi of the southern islands, and I have come in offer for work as personal guard." Coulson agrees and daisy makes another friend.

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20 years old

It had been a few days after her birthday and daisy acted like she was ready and well past Lincoln's death but still wanted out of her jail. She wanted to feel the ocean run over her feet again, the smell of freedom. Not crowded streets and pointless celebration. Her father came to her one night to talk to her.

"Daisy, I need to speak to you about something. Me and the king of Sword have come to an agreement on our treaty, but there is something I need you to do."

Daisy gave him a worried look but played it off knowing its going to be something she hates. "Anything for our kingdom father."

"We are holding an arranged marriage to his son."

Her heart jumped into her throat. An arranged marriage? She just got over lincoln how is she supposed to marry someone she doesn't even know? "Like I said, anything for my people." She said with a fake smile. She had to leave tonight.