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In a world where Supernaturals exist, it is only right for them to stay under the radar but not anymore. Arabella is a girl with a heart of gold however, she is as fearless as she can get.
Chosen to be apart of the...
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A R A B E L L A
Flames.
Licking my skin in desire, making its way up from my feet and then to my head. Everything around me was a blur, people screaming and shouting, crying and weeping.
Dragons roaring in pain, demons hissing in satisfactory. People crying, begging for mercy as those demons rip out their hearts using their sharp claws.
Blood.
Blood everywhere, on the roof, on the dirty gravel floor that once used to be a plain shade of grey.
My body felt light as I manoeuvre myself over dead dragons of different colours, their wings either ripped out or have their body sliced open. An acidic burn started to make its way up my throat but I push it down as I turn my body three sixty.
There were demons flying, their loud screeching piercing through the air, there were demons crawling on their fours, saliva dripping as they eyed their next prey, there were demons on twos, ripping people off their shoulders.
Chaos.
Everything around me was utterly chaotic.
Innocent people died in the hands of dirty demons, their eyes filled with malice as they suck the life off kids, teenagers and adults.
My eyes traveled up the stormy grey clouds, lightning and thunder booming the streets. A large, deep red coloured dragon flew above me as I eyed it with awe.
Squinting slightly, I spotted a human lady, with beautiful silver hair and— a baby. Her face filled with worry, fear as well as fury. The baby in her arms was sleeping quietly, her slightly tan skin glowing.
As the dragon shoot from above, another dragon trailed behind; roaring until it made the ground rattle.
The dragon was a dark olive green colour, its head a light shade of green, similar to what you call a lettuce. Its horn pointed backwards, straight, unlike the red dragon.
The green coloured dragon roared one last time and blasted a fire ball, a shade of green, towards the red one. My eyes widened in fear and I gasped as it hit the red dragon, grazing its tail.
" No!" I yelled, running so I could see where the dragons were heading.
It seems like they were heading towards a forest up north. The forest was dense and dark as I ran without thinking. The loud roaring could still be heard, as well as the sound of heavy flaps of their wings.
As I entered a clearing, I spotted the woman hopping off from the red dragon and ran deeper into the forest with a baby in her arms.
My curiosity gets the better of me and I headed the other direction, following the woman with striking silver hair.
