The Party

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Hey Blueberries!!! I hope all is going well!!!

So, I decided to give an extra chapter since I'm feeling generous today. I'm so grateful for the number of reads I'm getting. Thank You all sooooooooooooo much. *Does little snoopy dance*        \(^_^)/ I love you all!!

I made it EXTRA long. How long? you ask. Well go check out my dead body and you'll see how long.

Oh! And If you're listening to the song don't start until you get to "Damn you smell good." ok? ok.

Enjoy!!!

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Day 1 B.F

*Dream*

I was in my driveway, trying to get off the shells that began to hurt my feet. I was barefoot in my pyjamas outside. I felt like I was being watched. In the distance, I could hear a horse scream. I started to quicken my pace, the sound of metal clanging didn't help...was it armour? Sure the shells under my feet hurt like hell, but I started jog quickly.

The sound kept approaching as I saw my home emerging in the distance and to my left I saw the cane. My home was safer, but the cane was closer and so were the combined sounds of metal and hooves beating the ground. I decided to make a run for the cane. 

I couldn't see much with this fog. How close was this person? A memory of my grandmother crept up in my mind: "The fog lies." I kept running thinking I would be safe in the cane, I could lose anyone in there. They were mature now, meaning they would be alot taller that me. I turned my head back seeing a rider. 

I was now close to the cane. I could hear the 'whoosh' of something flying through the air. Someone threw a sword at me? I jumped into the cane, now seeing the figure that followed me. He wouldn't enter the cane. Why? He wore black armour with a helmet and a...scythe? Was this Death? He got off his pale horse approaching the cane I was hiding in. There seemed to be a glow behind the grille of his helmet, the glow seemed to be his eyes.

"W-who are you?" I asked feeling scared for my life.

"Who am I?" He asks, his voice deep. "No one told you to expect me?" 

"Am I supposed to know you?" I asked trying to sound as confident as I could."What do you want?"

He pulled off his gloves revealing perfect hands. They inched closer to me as he said, "You've always known me, even well before my blade strikes you."

I couldn't help but feel as though he is familiar to me."Come to me Empress". I was utterely transfixed by the glow in his eyes, I didn't notice he was inches from touching my arm. I then noticed a hideous horned boy behing him.

He looked to where I was looking. "Don't mind Ogen, he's just an old ally of mine" He said as the cane seemed to bend into the form of a cage as if it was defending me? My grandmother always thought of the cane as 'soldiers at side'. 

"We are on the brink of the beggining Empress." I scurried back feeling cuts up my legs. How did I get cut? I then looked at my hands seeing...Claws? Oh god. My finger nails looked like thorns, thorn claws. They'd looked like the ones on the red witch...

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I woke up to find myself in Liza's room. We were having a sleepover. I took another look at my nails and saw that they were still in the form of claws. I shrieked loud enough for Liza to wake up. Her eyes shot open as I scrambled to get under the covers. What about my legs? 

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