Rose Rossemberg

<Prologue>

In a day with full moon and colorful stars, there was once a mother that was fleeing with a little baby that was born not too long ago.

"After her!" They screamed:

 "After her! Don't let her escape!" She ran and never looked back. She lengthen her plant fingers and she pulled herself and the child on the air. She looked like she was flying under the moon. She kept running for her life. The little girl was crying so loud and she was trying to calm her down.

"My baby look at the stars
  They are shining as your soul
   They are singing the lullaby
   For you, little child
   So don't cry my little one
   Don't cry cuz' they will show you the light ..."
   She sang to her, abstaining from crying because she knew they couldn't be together for now even if she loved her so much. The hunters were after her and she couldn't afford to lose her little and beloved girl too. She had to hide from them but they had her smell.  They didn' track the baby smell. She knew that if she would hide in a tree, the hunter will feel her and would cut the tree so she made the choice to save her little child. For a moment, she escaped from the followers sigh and she stopped by a tree - her home. She kneel before the roots of the oak tree, her long pink hair as the rose, was hiding her face and her little baby. The mother continued to sing to her ear:

   "Little one don't cry

   Cuz' the stars will be with you

  So listen to them singing 

And they will guide you 

 To the right path..."

  Slowly, while her mother sang the lullaby to her child, the baby fell asleep. She kissed her on forehead and she put the baby in the tree, his wood absorbing the baby's body. "Please take care of her..." She whispered to the tree, as if her husband were there and heard her voice.

 "Over there!"She heard they're voices. The hunters were getting close. She kissed the tree. She hung another branch of a three with her stretching fingers and started to run again but, in her face, appeared a metalhead. His eyes were black and his pupil a bloody red. His arms were transformed in two long and shiny blades. He smiled at her. It was over and she knew that but she still tried to fight. She stretched her arms, trying to bond all of his body but, he cut her arms like it was nothing. Her white blood scattered on the grass was everywhere. 

  "Oh now look what you did...you had wasted all this blood! And when you think it was meant to cure other ederids... Too bad...But i'll have the rest of your blood if you don't mind!"

  "Oh, i do! I do very much! But what can a piece of rusty metal like you can understand?"

  "I'll show you how rusty my metal is, young and beautiful lady!" He told her and then he sliced her neck without hesitation. 

  He took from his purse many bottles and stole all of her blood. "Ah... This was so little... Well, to the next plantar!"He said and started to search in the forest for plantars that were hiding or running from them.
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  When the baby was absorbed in the tree, she fell on a fluffy bed.
  The man approached the baby and saw the letter on her chest. He recognised his wife writting.
  "I am running from the stupid hunters. Please protect our Rose. Don't go after me cuz' you wont stand a chance. We fight against metalists today. I love you and tell my child that i love her too whenever she is sad."
  The man tighten his fist,crushing his wife letter. He looked around and found his sword. He took it and  jumped in the roots. He started to run in the night after her wife but it was already too late. He saw the split blood and nothing else to be found. It was like nothing ever happened. Frustrated, he punched a rock near him. He kneeled beside her remaindings and started to pray, swearing that he will avenge her sooner or later...

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  That is the prologue of the life of a Rossemberg.