I hate how our promise switched fates. I was supposed to protect you and you were to be protected by me. I hate how I wanted to become a woman worthy of being your destiny as Royal Blood super natural to be strong enough to protect a broken little y...
It was simply their wishful thinking that they would get out alive of the dimly lit stadium but none the less the three idiots wanted to prove themselves and their skills worth to the challenger. A start of something is really something the three of them thought before initiating the battle. This something is absolutely nothing at all the challenger thought and smirked. Others would say it's an unfair fight because it was three against one but then too it was oblivious to the three that the one is not to be taken lightly.
The stadium was huge making their breaths and footsteps echo with every little move and sigh.
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"Bring it on!", the sole fighter tests. You couldn't even count a single second of how fast the three of them charged towards the sole petite body. It wasn't also long because within minutes three bruised challengers lied on the floor of the big dark cavern, breathing heavily looking at the also exhausted sole fighter. The sole fighter on the other hand casually stands up straight and professionally walks towards the bleachers grabbing the water bottle and throwing it towards the three defeated ones and her smirk grew even wider.
Wiping a string of blood dripping form her busted lip she looked at the three of them. Two girls and one boy and she admits that they had very promising strength but in her dictionary of surviving it was all skills because some times strength becomes the worst of us and the next moment that rage has us defeated. "It's funny how you guys entered this stadium after my training session. I have to admit its a smart move on an exhausted little me but_", she clicked her tongue and cocked her head to the side staring at the others with the smirk still plastered on her angelic looking face before continuing, "_guess who's lying on the floor, eh?". She looked at them briefly one by one waiting for an answer but all she heard was grunts and heavy breathing from the three with serious faces staring back at her. "Not me.", she whispered loud enough in a husky voice before heading towards the three.
"My name is Luna and I am your leader. That's not important right now and I need to know your names so stop breathing like lost dogs and speak up. Friends.", she said calmly while giving each one of them a lift with her hands. The three looked at her in confusion as if she had sprout a second head. Friends, since when? Now again Luna might be a tough fighter and makes her enemies beg to her for mercy as they kiss her feet but she is actually a total softy and loves making friends and meeting new people. It makes her happy to be round people who she wants to protect and work with and as the leader of her pack she has a responsibility.
"Pweese talk to me , don't be like thish to Luna. Imma cry if you ignore me like thish.", she faked a cry which the three of them actually found cute. Her puppy dog heterochromic eyes held the three captive and they internally cooed at her softness while being equally shook at her duality.
"Oh no, please don't cry we will introduce you to ourselves.", the Girl with soft brown eyes and short buzz cut brown hair said making the girl squeal like an excited child waiting for her Christmas present to be unboxed. "My name is Amber and this is Laurel and that's_"
