Dale died, my older sister died. How can she die if she's as healthy as a well-fed baby? What did she do? She's not a bad person. She is sweet, smart, caring, and gentle.
One week later that incident, Dale is now buried in a place where it is peaceful and quiet, a place where you can relax. Only our family knows this place 'cause it is hidden. We go here not more than twice a year for family bonding.
"Dale is such a good daughter, the gentle one," Father said.
"Yeah, a wonderful twin to have." Gale continued.
"She's an angel," I said.
" A child that makes us one." Mother said.
A moment of silence came until my mother burst into tears. Gale and I hugged her, crying. Then my father hugged us all.
"Come on, let's go home before anyone sees us," Father said.
"May you rest in peace dear." Mother said. Then she also buried her necklace in Dale's grave.
We went back to our house, the real one. The war ended the day after Dale died.
"Well, we're here," Father said just when the carriage we are riding stops.
"It's good to be back," Gale said then inhaling the fresh atmosphere in our beloved town.
"Okay then, let's go unpack." Mother commanded.
We all off-load the things we have in the carriage and entered the house.
It is a two-story house enough for us to live. The first floor is where the living room on the right, kitchen/dining room is on the left, and the bathroom is at the left corner of the house. The second floor is composed of four rooms. Two rooms on the left and two rooms on the right, and the hallway in the middle. The first room on the right is the guest room and the second is for our parents. On the left side, the first room is for Gale and Dale and the second one is mine.
After we did what we must do, I went to my room. I grabbed a paper, ink, and quill then placed it on the table near my bed, which is right in front of my room window.
I write the things that have happened to me and put them in a secret place. More like a diary or something, it doesn't matter.
"Okay, where should I start? hmmm." It's been three years since the war started.
I came up with an idea and started writing.
Sometimes I wonder why a boy aged 8 years old, which is me, can write and read as well as my parents do. Oh, and don't forget, a smart on too. Well, I sure am a gifted one.
After I finished writing, I hid the paper and returned the ink and quill. Then went down to help my mother cook dinner.
Third Person's P.O.V.
(One week later)
Today is the day of the Kingdom's grand celebration. The celebration of victory. The King, King George, gathered his people in the open hall.
"People in the Kingdom of Fantaxia, we are gathered here today to celebrate our victory against the Kingdom of Bernoki." King George said. "Today" he paused. "Let us enjoy ourselves!" the King exclaimed.
Everybody was rejoicing the victory of the kingdom. They are dancing, singing, feasting and having a good time. Also, the Galee family joined the party. To be able to enter the castle's open hall is a once in a lifetime opportunity.
But in the forest of Eurika, the fairies have been alerted by the witches about the prophecy.
"We shall be prepared, for the time has come of the demon's birth." This is Oya, a member of the fairy council. She has small wings, big feet, and long-floating-straight hair.
" We must warn the Kindom about this." This is Pag, also a member of the fairy council. He is old, owns a pair of small wings and big feet, and has tiny rocks floating around him.
"How? We are forbidden to enter the human world." This is Cane (Kanee), a member of the fairy council. He is tall and thin, has big feet, and has tiny leaves that appear whenever he moves.
"You're right," Pag said.
The council with nine members is now in an urgent meeting about this serious situation that will destroy all living creatures. Everyone has their opinion on what and how to stop this upcoming menace. But all these debates will not be done without the Queen's approval.
In the middle of the council meeting, the door suddenly opens, and there enters the Queen.
"Hush my dears, don't worry." Queen Istell said to the council.
"Your Highness."
"Your majesty."
"My liege."
They all bowed in the Queen's presence.
She has a slender body, bigger wings than the others, a yellow-green gem located on her forehead, she is wearing a green dress with flowery details near the hem of the dress. Whenever she moves, her dress sparkles like an illuminating bright jewel. She's so beautiful, especially with her sunshine hair.
"But your highness, this is a demon we're dealing with," Lokhart said. He's the same as the others but has a scepter made of wood. Not just a wood but a magical one.
"Yes, it will destroy not just mankind but also magical creatures," Pag added.
"A child." the queen emphasized.
"A child?" Oya repeated with a very confused reaction.
"Yes Oya, a child." the queen again said.
"We are talking of a deadly demon, your majesty, not just a child," Pag said to the queen.
The queen looked at Pag and said, "This is not just a child Pag, this is a demon child".
"We all know, excluding the humans, about the prophecy. 'A demon will rise after three and darkness will rise once more." the queen said.
They coincide looking at each other.
"Now, let the humans be. But we are still to protect them from future destruction." Queen Istell said with calmness in her voice. But within her, she's not sure if she made the right decision. Demons are unpredictable creatures.
Only the magical creatures know the prophecy. But the sad thing is, humans are the ones that will be transformed into a demon, this time he will be born as a king.
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The Demon
FantasyThis is a story about a child, Paul Galee, who is destined to be the most powerful demon ever born in the underworld or will he be led to a path of sunshine and hope. Paul will meet people he'll protect and bump into a hard thick temptations of such...