The Silver Stream

The Battle of Blood

At 11:00 P.M. all of the aide de camps woke up the Soldiers to get ready. The generals and aide's had already prepared themselves before the time needed. A tailor on their side had made a uniform for Elodis to wear and go in to kill people on the other side without many problems; yet when they got onto the land, it wasn't pretty.

Elodis rushed out into the enemy camp, her hair pulled back with a black ribbon. She had her sword in hand and simply hid until her side got onto the field. When they did, she gave them a thumbs up to go into the camps.

One of the soldiers screamed at the top of their lungs, waking the entire camp up. Elodis rushes from her spot, seeming like someone in the camp who had just grabbed their sword. As the enemies all rushed out of their tents, she snuck into the middle of the pandemonium, stabbing the soldiers quickly when they weren't looked before moving on.

One of the soldiers saw the small girl stabbing people in the backs, saving the other side. He threw a dagger into the shoulder of the girl, who whipped around and hissed in pain.

Elodis hissed in pain, ripping the dagger out of her shoulder madly. A river of thick, crimson blood spilled out of her shoulder but she kept moving, adrenaline kicking in. She threw the dagger back at the soldier, just as he threw two more into her shoulder and arm. She growled, the dagger she had thrown lodging into the soldier's side and knocking him down. She ripped the daggers out of herself, praying to Hades not to let her die like this. Her sword lit up, her blood running down the hilt and blade like a snake slithering down a log. The sword illuminated in a dark, fiery glow. The fire like darkness of it moving around in no certain shape, but knocking out-killing the people attempting to ambush he. She slashed out at the others, a dangerous coldness in her eyes that could give someone frostbite in the figurative sense. She felt the edges of her vision crumpling in on her like dark tin foil. The last thing she saw was her general's eyes widening and his call for retreat before she crumpled to the floor.