On HOLD
Warning this story contains:
Violence
Slight sexual content
Bad language
Mental illnesses
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"Mama?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"Who is he?"
"The Storm King. "
"Storm King?"
"Yes dear, Stay near. "
"Mama? He's coming. "
"RUN!"
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"General Reaper. "...
This is a revamped story! Meaning that it has changes to the plot but basic storyline! But at the same time it's A LOT different then the old version. ♦±♦
I lifted my head, it was hurting, I looked around the forest.
Getting up was a struggle, I looked up to the sky seeing the gray clouds in the distance. The smell of rain filled my senses, Rain.
I finally got up, clutching my side, looking at my hand scarlet blood stained it. I pressed it to my wound, as I staggered off.
My black cloak fluttering in the wind as it picked up, I noticed a beautiful amulet around my neck.
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My hand raised to touch it, a soft hum emanated as my finger grazed it. I limped off I needed to find shelter for tonight.
I could only make it so far, before I collapsed onto the cool hard earth, my hand held tightly to my wound, righting myself up with a pained groan.
I touched the amulet with my bloody hand, as my vision started to fuzz up. I noticed the acid smell of poison.
I forced a soft chuckle out, whoever caused that wound poisoned me. I leaned against the tree.
Keeping my eyes open was a struggle, my ears pressed down in pain. My tail laid limp to my side, my breathing started to go shallow as my head hung low.
My hand falling to my side, my eyes slowly closing as I exhaled.
♦±♦ Third person.
Walking from nowhere, a girl with short Black hair approached, her green eyes shimmered in the light.
Crouching by the woman with H/l hair, moving her hand to the wound she grazed it with a light green finger.
"You don't die here,Mother. " She said Kissing the Woman's cheek as the wound heed under her magic touch. The light green glow faded as she grazed it against the sleeping woman's face.
Before she stood up, and walked off. A gust of wind blew sharply making leaves surround her. Before settling back down, the girl gone.
A strange black goop, oozed it's way to Y/n's hand before it seemingly entered her hand.
Y/n's eyes opened for a brief moment to change colors before her head went limp, eyes closed again.
