Oh Well

Annora And Day

     A fierce warrior was born. Her name was Annora she was born in the 1500 and fought in many tiny wars along side with men with more strength and power. She was the most trusted warrior and she fought hard.She was eventually at one point the most beloved, and she continued to fight until a fatal wound got her. Day, her commander, had a nurse help her. The nurse noticed she was a woman, and snitched to Day. He walked in and was disgusted at the fact that she had been fighting along side him. He couldn't believe a woman like her got into war and battled like a man. Annora pleaded for him to understand, she just didn't want to be a woman cooking and cleaning. She wanted to do more with who she was, she wanted to impress them all. Being a woman was bad enough as it was, she was also African american. She was committing multiple crimes at once, and Day couldn't stand for this. He grabbed his large sword and had multiple of the men hold her down, and steady. She fought them, and got them off of her. Annora couldn't stand for this, she couldn't die by the hands of men she fought along side with. "Prithee! i begeth thee to und'rstand! i nev'r meanteth to did hurt anyone i just did want to holp in the wars ," She pleaded more. Day shook his head.

    "How couldst thee, a mistress of coloreth, ev'r holp us in war? thee've did disobey the rules, and yond cannot beest f'rgiven. Thy headeth might not but beest cutteth off," Day argued. She coulnd't believe her life was going to end like this. She ran from him, through the cold snow. He hoped onto his horse and chased after her. As he ran behind her, he caught up enough to chop her head off. Her headless body flopped to the ground and they contuined on. Ozul, a man who couldn't die, had felt the plea of this poor woman and saved her life. 

    "You got caught, and now your dead aren't ya?" He asked and she was confused. Ozuls words made no sense to her. "Oh you don't get it? I'm Ozul...and you can speak."

     "What do you mean- What's going on?" She shouted confused. 

   "Your poor head came a rolling off didn't it? You just wanted to make a differnce and the men treated you like a burden. You helped them out in those wars and little battles just as much as a normal man has. Why don't you shake my hand? Make sexism a thing of the past, change these things around and kill all those men who make women underappreciated. "Ozul said and held out his hand. She took it and he head was on her neck, she could take it off if she pleased. SHe chased after day, and got the best of him. Ozul made a deal with him to make it fair.

     "You weren't to nice were ya?" He asked and Day shook his head. Only in pure confusion as to what happened. "You treated her wrong all because she wasn't a man? How fucked up is that? She just wanted to fight along side, and if I have it right, she was doing just fine. She probably did more than you ever dreamed of, you wasteful man. But she's requested you life, she's requested you are hers. I hope you enjoy this, cause this hand ain't for prick like you to shake."