*Note: This book is currently discontinued. At this time, I am re-writing it. When I have enough chapters edited and to my liking, I will start posting them on a schedule starting at the end of the discontinued chapters or I'll make a separate book for the new version. If you have questions about, don't hesitate to ask.
The roof crashed down at the speed of lightning, crushing me under the table as I gasped for air. My mind scrambling to process what had happened as I felt rubble falling around me, surrounding me in darkness.
I reached up, my arm stinging as I hit the hard wood table over me, which was keeping the rubble off me, miraculously. I wiped my forehead, sweat, and probably blood dripping down my arm and side of head as I reached for a nearby rock, trying to push on it, hoping that it might help me out of this disaster.
"Mom? Betty?" I called, hoping for a response, only to get none. I didn't even get the slightest whimper from any of them.
What the heck happened?
"Mom?! Betty?!" I screamed this time, trying to push myself up onto my back, my leg killing me so much that I had to give up. I laid back down on the ground, placing my hand on the bottom of the table; anger, fear, confusion getting the best of me. I screamed as I banged my fists on the wood table. "MOM? BETTY?"
Nothing.
I was ready to bang on the wood again, but I flinched back when I heard the sound of moving rubble. Whoever it is was almost near where I was, and ... moving quickly. So, there's no possible way that it was a human. It would take hundreds do men to lift these boulders, but whoever this person is, is stronger than anyone I would kn-
My thoughts froze as I watched something large wrap around the edges of the table, lifting it up; my eyes widening as I came face to face with the largest creature known to mankind.
A giant.
(This is my book from my own brain. These are my own characters based off my family members. Please do not steal it.)
"Who's out there?" One of the men yelled.
Of course only silence met them. I remained quiet and waited for the group to start moving again.
"Maybe it was just an animal." Someone whispered.
The person, who I assumed was the captain of the small squad, signaled for them to walk again.
They clearly showed fear as they kept going; brandishing their weapons to guard themselves with.
"Two are holding lanterns. I'll tell you when you're too close to them." I heard my friend whisper in my ear.
I followed the men as I picked up another branch and waited for the right time to break it. They continued to walk through the forest, turning their heads in every direction as if an animal might lunge at them and rip their throats out.
I guess in a way I was going to do that.
"Go back a few feet." My friend whispered.
I carefully distanced myself from the group and waited.
"Where is she?"
I quickly snapped the stick as soon as he finished asking the question.
They stopped and two soldiers raised their lanterns to shine its light in the darkness.
I quickly hid behind a tree before both of them turned where I was.
A low frustrated growl came from one of the men, "The girl's playing with us. She's out here following our every move."
How paranoia can cloud the mind.
At nine years old, Silver decided to leave her village for the forest. Since then, she's been hunted; everyday is a fight for her life, every breath she takes could be her last, but she's determined to stay alive. Her life isn't the kind anyone would want to live but she's managed to survive this long so, what's a few more years?