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Risen

Risen

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"This is a story of a once mighty Kingdom of fae, werewolves and many others, and it's fall. It's King slain, the prince young and outnumbered, and boarders infiltrated. The young Prince Kai, witnessing his father's, King Simon, death on his fourteenth birthday. Can the younger prince take back his country? Can he live up to the expectations of his people?" The elder woman asks the children and young adults. "I hope I do." rumbles a scarred young man half wrapped in bandages. "Or things are going to get a lot worse." He says walked out of the wise women's tent glancing straight at a young man. "You coming? We have a lot to." He demanded and the young man got up with a faint smile. "Yes my king." ____ I stood proudly with my sword drawn. I had failed in finding my second mate, but I would die and be reunited with Alex while fighting for my country and king. We would either win, or we would all die trying. Species of all kinds and forms stood side by side, ready to defend their home and ways of life from the tyrant Kasen of Fall. My burned body wasn't the only severely injured here, not by far, but we were here to even the odds. Kasen would fall. The battle cry rang out, and we charged for Kasen's army, injuring who we could and trying not to kill on contact. Kasen held something all of these people loved, and they were being forced to fight on his behalf. A howl sounded to my left, strong and powerful. Our King. A flash of red and white verified it and I swung at my opponents leg. King Kai was here fighting next to us, being the best he could be. He will win back our country. Suddenly I caught sight of his beautiful blue and silver eyes, startling against his red and white coat, sleek fur showing his powerful muscle tone and build. Something scratched at the back of my head, and he took a step closer. Then it clicked. He, he was my second mate.... and he was about to be killed. A man raised his sword and slashed down, and I looked away.
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I hear the clanking of metal loud and rigid from behind me, I feel the wind rush past as I sprint, they are still chasing me. I'll be honest I don't know what to do, quite frankly it's hard to think straight right now. I feel my body shutting down as the adrenaline is losing its punch, I can't run any faster. I'm always running, they are always chasing me. I don't even know why they chase me, I don't know what I did and like them they won't say. Do they even know? Am I just unlucky? Someone they picked at random to be the new subject of there torture? I wont let it happen. That's why I'll stay free, never fully contained. I think about the one I love, Charlie. I don't know where he is, I don't even know if he is safe. "Hey! Weapon down sarge, we don't want to kill her!" A guard's shout smacks me out of my train of thought. By this point I've gained some distance due to them having heavy armour. This stops me in my tracks though, I hear the guards slow down too. I stop, I realise, they want me alive. They aren't going to kill me, they don't want me dead. I have a gun, if I just point it at myself what are they going to do? I turn around and I look at all of the guards who have stopped in their tracks heaving in confusion. It's silent, even the wind is merely a whisper, all that can be heard is the panting of everyone on scene. They want me alive, they want me alive. I turn around, towards my chasers. I notice the guards straighten as I do so, instinctively I hold my gun to my neck, one bullet left, not enough for all of them but enough to kill me. They don't want me dead. I look to see all of them freeze in shock before one of the guards takes a step forward. I can't see their face, I can't see anyone's face but I feel like I need to know who this is. Before I can react they raise their gun and shoot. Pain explodes in my leg and I fall, all that running, for nothing. All I see now is black, I can't hear everything but I still feel conscious.

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