Brave

Chapter 1

                                                                            Chapter 1

The clashing of swords and the firing of guns made sleeping terribly hard. Splatters of blood landed on the window of the old rusty red house. Screaming of victoms and watchers echoed through the night. The Fight of the World is taking place, in the smallest of towns where the king of the world will be named becuase on the ground magic lives; but no one knows.. yet.

Dear Mother,

As the war has begun Willfred has fled the town, hoping to find a new town we can raise our kids in. Felica is trying to sleep and when she isn't sleeping she is praying. Bless her little soul.

Ralf is practicing fighting with his sword that his dad got him from Japan. Hopefully his hieght and black hair hides him and protets him.

Sasha is video tapping all of the fights and posting them on a leader board online. She made them too so hopefully she doesn't become a target or threat in the hell we now live in.

For me, I am sharpeing swords using Willfred's skate sharpener. I get the top dollar for it too. I may have enough to buy a new car and I am not talking about a used car. I am talking about a freshly made automobile.

Love Rebecca; your only daughter

With a click of a button Rebecca sent the email to her mother. Her long red hair lies limp by her sides of her tiny waist.

"God, why in front of my house?!" She mumbles when peering out her blood stained window. Upstairs Felica is watching out of her small circular window.

"Why? Why has this town been cursed with hosting the most viale thing in all of man kind." Usually Felica isn't one to complain about things she isn't invloved with but this one just pisses her off.

" I am only 13 and I have to suffer through this miserable time!" She bellows out a small vent that leads outside.

"I know. We are sorry for you!" A woman replys before a sight gasping sound.

"Thanks... to...to...you I am die....die.........DIEING!" The voice yells back before a whimper and a moan.

Felica shudders at the thought of someone replying getting sliced in half. She walks slowly over to a mirror and brushes her long, curly, red hair out. Being the youngest of 3 she has to be the toughest and most powerful child of the Clinton family. Her sister being 17 and her brother being 15 made Felica feel young even being 4 years younger than her sister Sasha.

Suddenly a bullet flies through the window and shatters the mirror infront of Felica.

"AHHH!"

She falls to th ground, wincing in pain. She looks at her hand which is covered in blood. A piece of glass slit open her hand. She army crawls over to her shattered window. She peers out it to see body after body from all that she can see. On hills, stumps, trees, door ways, everything. The worst part is the blood. Everywhere, red smelly goop. One wiff of it makes anyone cringe.

"Why I outta!"

She holds up the finger and suddenly a rain of bullets enters her baby blue bedroom.

"AHHHH!"

She runs down the steep stairs and into the living room where her mother is laying on the floor; dead.

"Mother!" She screams when running up beside her dead mother. She looks ahead to see the door smashed open and bullet casings every where!

"SMASH!"

Felica runs down stairs to see a blood bath. Her brother laying over a couch; dead. Her sister laying on the couch; Dead. And guys huddiling around there fire place.

"Nice shoot with the lady!" A tall one says when hitting a tall fat dude.

"Nice shot with the kids."

"Thank you now since our biker gang is winning want to see if they have any beer?"

"Sure!"

The walk into the next room which hopefully they don't know is that the lock is broken so you have to keep the door open or be locked in the winde cellar.

"Hey, it's locked!" One screams.

"HELP!" shouts another.

Felica backs slowly up the stairs. She runs then up to her room where she locks her door and puts her chest infront of the old wooden door.

"What...what am I going to do?" she asks herself when blubering.

Suddenly she sees flames come up from the kitchen.

She pushes she chest out of the way and relizes she needs to grab her phone, her stuffed bunny and her orange baby blanket. She grabs her stuff and leaves her room right as it is covered in flames. She runs out the front door and over to the her neighbor's old house. She turns around to see her home ingulfed with flames.

"BOOM!"

She sees bullets fly past her. She turns to see a guy with a sniper pointed at her. She runs to the high way which really now is a giant battle field. She is followed by the guy.

"Come here little girl!" He sneers.

"NEVER!" She replys when throwing a rock at him.

"You BITCH!"

She runs into the deep forest and onto a A.T.V trail.

"Keep running! You are only going to get tired and then BOOM, you are dead!"

"He's right!" She thinks to herself when making a sharp left.

The ground below Felica is suddenly water. She runs in the river and suddenly she hears a loud roaring sound.

"Well, Um. I'm gonna go!" The guy yells.

Felica turns around to see him running. The current pushes her onto her stomache and her bag is on her back; dry. She then sees a cliff coming up rapedly.

"WATER FALL!" She cries out.

Suddenly all she can see is herself going head first over a gigantic drop probbaly as tall as the Eifle Tower.