Blood of Monsters

The Fire

        Amara sat beside the fire wings folded besides her as she stared at the tattooed bracelet's on her arms that marked her as a full fledged member of the Sithe family. Her friends, Adrian and Cal, both sat ahead of her. All were wearing matching worried expressions that weren't hidden even by the smoke.
Tomorrow they were going to go and attempt to kill the Monster King. Of course they were worried. In the past those that had attempted to kill him had never made it back. No one even knew exactly what happened to them, just that they had disappeared and never returned. Nonetheless the trio was still going there knowing that if they didn't they could never be completely together again.
Amara was a Sithe, the family of "monster" hunters. Adrian was a spell born, one of the so called monsters. Cal was the son of the human mayor, leaving them in a problem they couldn't face for long
        Cal eventually tried to lift the mood as he always did producing a book from his pocket, "guys," he said even though he didn't really think it worked in this case. "I've been thinking about it and I want to leave a record of why we're trying this, a way to explain why we were even together in this first place, so if this... doesn't work, maybe someone else will pick up the idea and work towards piece."
         Amara gave him a look as if to say, "really Cal, really," but before she could actually speak Adrian stood up.
         "We should," he agreed taking ahold of the book and producing a pen with his magic. "I'll go first."
        And then he began to write...