Bloodrelations Stories

"I'm lost and tired of fighting. Scared of being harm. But when you came in my life, you gave me hope in finding the truth. Give me hope in getting back what's mine. Now I'm no longer scared. Because I'm fighting with you till infinity." Fighting With You Till Infinity by: ri Rated 15+

This is the first chapter to a short story I'm working on about the childhood of Bloody Mary (who, I would like to prove, was not quite so bloody as history portrays her as). Obviously since I put this piece of writing under the category of fiction, nothing said in the book actually happened, although the general facts are true. For instance, Mary was a lonely child, or that she had brown eyes, etc. (verified through several history books and such).

He was running. As fast as his mundane legs could carry him. The fire was spreading across the woods and the pungent smell of burning flesh was prominent as the remnants of his memory flashed before his eyes. His mother screaming, his father fighting the flames to reach his wife and his sisters' blood curdling screams as the fire burnt the beautiful palace down to ashes. And he woke up.