It was a beautiful night. The fires were burning in the distance but not close enough for evacuation. A young girl at the age of 12 3/4 was lying asleep after tossing and turning for hours. Her dream was one of the worst and the best she has had.
My eyes fluttered open and there I was in a bedroom. One of unknown regions. Outside I could hear my "comrades" planning an evacuation for the citizens of a city. Ea, I believe it was called. I tossed my legs over the side of my bed and stood up.
The room's interior design was one of a e - girl black and red everywhere. Spiked jeweler sat on the vanity. A mirror stood to the side of her dresser in which dolls sat. In the corner of the room was an armor made of lythium, the strongest metal on Earth.
I walked over to the mirror. In my reflection I saw a girl with Lilac to Byzantium colored hair and the kindest Pine Green eyes you've ever seen. My skin complex was pale as if I hadn't gone out for weeks. Soon enough, my armor was on and my staff-bracelet- thingy was on my wrist.
" Ah Elena, I see your awake!" A young boy around the age of 15 who had a striking resemblance to Travis of Mystreet. " Good morning, Big Brother." My brain was suddenly slammed by all the memories of who I am and what the world around me is. That was my brother Ethan Elza. My name is Elena Elza, a singer and a warrior of the Kingdom of Zelestia.
" Morning El!" my best friend, Alan, ruffled my hair. For a 13 year old almost 14, he was about 5'6". All of my brother's friends and Alan were around a table with a map of the land. I was just about to ask what all the commotion was about when we heard an alarm. it rang 3 bells. 1 bell. Then, 4, meaning that the Neteracts were attacking.
The Neteracts are a group of people who had rebelled against the empire and it's new king a.k.a Alan, when he's not a warrior.
Out on the castle walls we stood. " Give us King Alan or we will bring the castle and its inhabitants down." You see, the castle is more like a gigantic house with smaller rooms as big as the first story of a building. Each family had one and the size would be depending on the number of inhabitants.
" Never! We will never surrender King Alan to you!" I yelled my voice carried out by the wind. And just like that the final war had started.
After a while, all the enemies were taken out except for the boss. I had trained all my life to keep my power up, and I just so happened to be the last one standing.
The boss was already weakened from the blows it took before my comrades had passed out. I had enough power for one spell and one spell only. I stood on top of a small hill. Around me was a barrier made by many who passed out familiar. I opened my mouth and started to sing.
" Wither and decay,
Use my life force to pay,
Take out my enemy, and
Set my spirit free,
my spirit is free."
In the distance I could hear my closest friend and my brother call out to me to stop what I was doing. But, of course I ignored their pleas and continued to sing the verse for 3 more times. By the end of the 2nd song, the boss began to crumble and fall. In the end there was no way to stop the inevitable. I finished the song verse for the 4th time and crumbled to the ground. The last thing I heard was the sobbing of my brother and the screams of my comrades.
As the girl took her final breath, the girl asleep on her bed jolted awake, breathing heavily.
The girl in the dream closed her eyes and as she took her last breath, the girl in the real world jolted awake with a start.
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The Call
FantasyA warrior died bravely in the finale battle, but just as her soul was about to be judged, a pull came at her and pulled her into a different body. on who's soul has just left. Read to find out Elena Elza finds out how to work her brand new body and...
