The Poison Apples
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The lands of Skorlern were filled with war and chaos. It was filled with death and disease, something the lands or the growing population couldn't escape. Lands had been divided with war, kingdoms craving money and power. Peace had never been an option after the faithful day Gaelic had crowned their new ruler. There were only two ways to survive these harsh lands- be born into money or sell what little you had. Either way, you wouldn't be protected from the harsh lands of war and famine.
When the war is at another high tide, a group of mercenaries, misfits, starts to grow in number. A group that's set on bringing the current kingdom of Gaelic to its knees and the only way to do that- is information and numbers.
Cassandra, a poor broker and resident of Gaelic, finds herself selling information to Dean, a man who belongs to this group of misfits. A group of misfits that her king had threatened her life for information about. But when she finds out this group has a proposition for her, she finds herself questioning what her purpose is. Her life was meant to be more than this horrid kingdom, wasn't it?
When things go south and she finds herself facing treason, the looming noose of her decisions, Cassandra's life takes a drastic turn. Now she's faced with her past, familiar faces, magic, and a horrible feeling called affection as she tries to navigate what her purpose is in this war and chaos.
Maybe she was always meant to die.
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Nothing left my mouth as I stared at him in shock. He truly believed that I was part of this. The man, who I had lived with and served for months. The man who I had protected with my life and soul. I stood still while, as he backed away from me quickly. "I trusted you with my life." His cry pierced around the empty room. He looked so destroyed and hurt, but mostly his face portrayed rage and determation. "And I protected you with mine." I spoke back loudly. I didn't hear myself say it but I knew I did. I look into his eyes even from our distance they seemed to wallow me in darkness. "I gave you mine." My voice was quiet and cracked. His face changed only for a second before his old one took over again. He doesn't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say or do he won't listen. He will still believe I am the bad guy. Just as Kane said, we will never be equals, we will never be fellow humans. We will always be monsters to them. "Yakov, I am not the bad guy." I plead one last time. His Russian accent comes out harsh with his next words. "Your right," he pauses, "you are the villain." I stumble back as if I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was a horrible feeling. It was never good with the emotions and yet I recognize the feeling as heart beak. I barely breathe in air as I regain my posture. A battle cry from somewhere distracts me momentarily. I suddenly remember Ewan. I glare at Yakov one more time before I take off after the cries of battle. Jade believes she started the war among the human and her kind. Nothing is as it was portrayed. The lies and the truth are hidden among each other. There is is no clear good and evil. How can there be if one does not know what is right and what is wrong. She was prepared to see death, prepared to inflict death upon others without mercy or remose. She was prepared to do her job which the Facility had given her. But now it doesn't seem so simple anymore. Instead she focuses on keeping her friends alive.
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