Fallen

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3rd POV
Deep in the forest, miles away from Vale, there was a small village called Okahoke. Though small, the people were strong and wise, even the young ones. Sleeping in a room was Y/N L/N, a fifteen year old who's been training since he was a small kid to become a powerful swordsman.
The door to his room slowly opened, slightly getting his attention, but quickly disregarding it.
?????: Tim, are you sure this is a good idea?
Tim: of course I'm sure Victoria
Tim squeezed shaving cream into Y/N's hand and reached for his nose. Just before reaching Y/N slapped Tim in the face, putting him to the ground.
Tim: what the?
Y/N: morning Tim.
Tim: ow! What was that for?
Y/N pointed at his hand to see the shaving cream.
Tim: *sigh* I was hoping you would blame Victoria.
Y/N: what's up Victoria?
Victoria, the girl is ten, big heart and a big smile. There was no way you could have a bad day when she was around.
Victoria: I want to say congratulations, you're first real job is today.
Tim: man, I wish Adam was here to see this, I bet he'd be proud to see his own best friend officially become a knight and have a job.
Y/N: I miss the guy, certainly was a good friend, but he said that being a knight wasn't for him, and I can respect that.
Tim: yeah yeah, that whole thing now get up, the Schnee thing is here.
Y/N: ah yes, Winter Schnee, hopefully someone that can fight.
Y/N stood up and put on white armor with his massive bladed sword.
Victoria: how can you even lift that Y/N?
Y/N: I work out, my semblance I'm pretty sure involves strength.
Victoria: you don't know your semblance?
Y/N: never used it.
Y/N opened the door to see Winter Schnee on top of a dust caravan cart.
Winter: you must be Y/N, I am Winter Schnee, an honor to meet a knight from the top of his class.
Y/N: the honor is mine, third in command for the Atlas military, we don't get many military folk around here.
Winter: we need you to walk with us until we get to Vale, we should be able to finish up everything.
Y/N: well alright then, it sounds good....to me.
Winter: is everything alright?
On the top of the building a few figures were seen before quickly running off.
Y/N turned his head to see another figure running across the roof tops.
Y/N: get your men ready.
Winter: what?
Y/N: it's an ambush!
The figures all pulled out guns and shot the wheels and a few of the men.
????: well well well what do we have here? A Schnee and a knight, that's so perfect.
Y/N: and who are you?
????: I'm hurt, well that's what happens, Blake, attack the Schnee.
A girl with cat ears walked from behind the figure and pulled out a weapon and pounced at Winter. She tackled Winter off the caravan, allowing the two to fight it out. Y/N pulled out his sword as the masked figure launched and slammed his sword down on Y/N's.
????: you're strong, I'll give you that. But you're slow.
The man tripped Y/N, putting him to his back. Y/N quickly got up and punched the figure in the chest, sending him backwards.
Victoria: Y/N!
Y/N: get back!
The figure smiled before throwing his sword at Y/N and backflipping to the little girl. Y/N caught the blade and threw it back for the figure to catch.
Y/N: Get away from her!
Behind him Tim grabbed a mace and went to hit the figure in the back. The figure dodged and put a sword through Tim's chest.
Y/N: No!
Tim fell to the ground with his eyes open. Victoria went to run towards Tim, but she was grabbed by the mystery man. Y/N ran towards him, only for him to disappear without a trace, along with everyone else who attacked the caravan, leaving nothing but broken wheels. Y/N turned around to see houses in flames as he ran towards them, the sound of people screaming were heard, but there was nothing he could do. He listened to the screaming of pained individuals before stopping one by one.
Y/N went to his knees and grabbed the ground, tears filled his eyes as he looked at the burning village, some people walking out of their homes flaming, but falling no more than a foot from the doorway. Y/N stood up with his fists tightened, the ashes from the flames rising, the wind pushing it towards him, turning his white armor black.
Y/N: T-Tim......V-Vic....
Y/N walked over to Winter who was unconscious on the ground. He picked her up and looked around.
Y/N: you....need a doctor....
The rain began to pour onto the burnt village, creating a massive plume of smoke in the sky.
Y/N: I don't know who you are, or what the others are....but I will find you....and I will make you suffer.....let the Gods mark my words.

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