I stand in the middle of nowhere as The dry desert, The blazing sun touches my visible skin, Mostly my arms and the part around my eyes. I walk aimlessly in the desert, Wearing an all-white dress inside and a black cloak hiding it and with a scarf covering my mouth, Wrapped on my neck.
My eyes look around, That which competes the predators. A soft breeze touches the soft Pale ridges and fall on my cloak. I dust it off and start walking till I reach a more dryer land which has a stone made hill, A really small one. there I see 8 flags clad in black and red. One on top stands out, The one with white cloth and black writing. All have one word written on them and in the middle of the huge stone you can see a writing which says,'Engrave on the map, No one can stop us.' With clean calligraphy. I look around and There resides a beautiful Oasis in a distance.
I walk around the flags and notice them engraved around with a very strong force As if it's the land itself. As I walked closer, I notice each of the flags have a clothe piece tied around the poles each. Red, Green, Blue, Yellow, Purple, Orange, Brown, Black, White and Grey. Colours. When did rebels have them?
Yes, I know they are rebels. I know they are criminals But, Aren't I one either?
I walk inside the Oasis and notice a very Gorgeous and Well-kept mansion.A pale colour of cream and golden mixing as if the building was gifted by nature. A wooden door waiting to be opened and my hands trembling, A smile residing on my face as I see a familiar flag. Clad in black and red, there stands high up, Above on a tower, The black clothing with the name of rebels printed on it.
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Adrenaline rushes through my whole body and I step closer towards the wooden door.
Closer
Closer
And closer
I reach the door and open it, No lock on it and the door creaking loudly. I walk inside and scan the place. A courtyard in the middle with greenery surrounding it and marble tiles around the floor. It looks different from outside. More gorgeous and clean. The pillars keeping the house standing have golden linings and behind it are a number of rooms.
"Intruder!"
Calls a voice from above and I look up to a hue of brown. The silent house was now humming the marches of feet around. My hand automatically resting on the hilt of my small but deadly weapon. Namely a dagger.
The Marching stops and there stand people of the house. The rebels. Every pair of eye bores a hole in me as every one of them try to kill me with their fierce looks, That of the predators. As I look around,8 of them stand out. Just like the flags around the huge stone in the middle of the droughted desert.
"Who are you?"
I grin as I reveal my hand with a dagger and my other hand empty. Every one of them gets on the edges and readies themselves if I show a sign of being an enemy.
"How did you find this place?"
Says a quite sharp voice with a bit of coating of softness luring on those words. The man in front of me stands with an eyebrow raised. I proceed to move the dagger in my hand.
"What are you doing?!"
I eye the one who spoke. His hair so beautiful as if the God gifted them with pure ecstasy.his eyes a beautiful hazel, Reflecting a shade so sweet as if you want to caress it. He stood out. Too much.
I move the dagger and lay it's sharp edge on the skin displayed in front of me and slice it, Blood gushing out.
"I am swearing my loyalty to you, Fore I want to destroy the Governments."
TBC~
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FanfictionEmpty. it looks empty. The dry desert, The blazing sun and those 8 flags clad in black and red. If you look closely, The flags represent someone, By the colour of the cloth piece tied under each. There resides a beautiful Oasis in a distance. If y...