Everything was calm. The autumn wind carried the scent of pumpkins and cinnamon,there was also a hint of something else...fire? It couldn't be,the defenses are up...unless...? Panic. Panic hit Damian like a bullet through the skull,he rushed home praying his brother is safe. Luce has been with him through the darkest of times,he couldn't loose his brother now. Damian slammed open the door to his house. "Damian? What's going on?" A tall man with long,black hair,and hazel eyes stepped out from the kitchen. "Luce,check the defenses. I think we're under attack." Damian spoke through heavy breaths. "We can't be,that's impossible!" Luce choked as if it was hard to say. At that moment,shots were heard,a shrill shriek echoed moments after. "There's no time. Get the defenses working,I'll check it out." Damian demanded as he embraced his twin,he turned and grabbed his Double Handler. "Be safe. I don't want to loose you." Luce said,worry and sorrow clouded his eyes. "I'll be back. I promise." Damian reassured his brother,he went out to investigate.
Damian froze,fire lapped at the town burning the buildings to ash. The Magons have launched an attack at their weakest moment. The strongest warriors had been sent out on a mission by Alikai,the ruler and Damian's father. An arrow sped past,bringing Damian back from his thoughts. "Either I fight,or I die." The thought of his family mourning the loss of their home replayed over and over. He fired a bullet. He didn't know if he missed or not,the world was spinning. Suddenly,everything went black.
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Dreaming
FantasyDamian is a Guardian. He's 400 years of age. He despises Darman,even though Darman took care of him. He keeps having these dreams of an attack. But soon,his dreams become reality and he has to sacrifice his home,or his life.
