Warrior's Hearts

Warrior's Hearts

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I am The Mighty Centarus and Wattpad's been weird for me, so I'm having to repost this. Here's the sneak peek: The sound of metal hitting metal. The sound of cheering all around. These were the sounds of a duel. And I am taking part in them. I cheer on my favorite of the two combatants, a female squire from the Raptor guild. She has red hair, is about four, ten. She wields an emerald hilted rapier. Her opponent, a male squire from Iron Wall guild, wields a large shield; a large, filled in circle with spikes coming out all sides. The shield could split vertically, becoming two deadly halves of a destructive shield. It is the usual duel between two people, not like at midnight. No, midnight is special. At midnight, one guild is given a list of seven other guilds so that they can choose a guild to fight. At midnight, guilds battle for loads of XP. At midnight, tons of people watch from the stands as knights, horsemen and squires fight. Oops, I was just looking at the sky. What’s happening now… oh, aw... the girl lost and the guy is collecting his XP. Oh well. I wonder who’ll challenge him next, the gloating idiot- hm? What’s this? Aw man! I have to go, mom says it’s time to play with Mark. And I was actually thinking about attacking that guy, oh well. I’ll be back by midnight. Calvin sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes. He yawned. Ugh, I’m tired. He looked at a nearby clock. It’s 10:37, I should have enough time to play with Mark for an hour then head back to Midnight Clash. Calvin looked at the game console. He grabbed his head and lay back down in bed.  Why does my head hurt...? He closed his eyes for a minute. He slipped out the disk for Midnight Clash and replaced it with Building Battlers; his brother’s favorite game. Calvin lay down and turned on his teal headset. He closed his eyes as the headset started up. The world faded to black.
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Moving In

Blaze White is the New Girl at the Prep school in her mothers old home town. But her only goal for senior year is to keep a low profile, no friends, no parties and NO boys. Axel may be adored and worshipped by his peer-but he hates people, except 5. So when a beautiful but closed off girl suddenly enters his group. He is not welcoming of the mysterious beauty despite the pull they both feel. •••• WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. *** Like a deer in head lights, I freeze and watch as the car comes towards me expecting to get hit. But to my surprise, the car swerves to the side slightly next to me and comes to a stop. I take a deep breath I didn't know I was holding at the driver's side door swings open and a very pissed off Axel steps out. "Thank god," I mumble and place my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Blaze?" He says and I hate it. I hate how he says my name as if it's his. Like he knows it's the only thing I want to hear, him calling out to me, looking at me, focused to me. It's the first time in my life I wanted someone's attention so badly I didn't care how I got it. And that was too dangerous for me to hold onto. "Are you insane or some shit? I could have killed you!" He says and starts to walk towards me. I take a big breath and step back away from him, "s-stop! Axel," I stutter still panting. It's then he notices the blood on my hands and shirt. "Is that blood?" He asks staring at my shirt and I take another step back. "Stop, stay b-back," I try to say confidently but I can't even breath right. Realizing he won't listen I start to turn around planning to make a break for it. "Don't run from me Blaze it won't go well," he growls reading my thoughts causing me to freeze in my spot. "Do not ever think you can get away from me."

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