Post 1: Prologue
Wind swept across the dark secluded forest, making trees bend and creak. Animals rustled through the fallen leaves. The moon shone bright, sweeping away some of the surrounding darkness. Shadows consumed the small figure slowly walking through a grass covered clearing. Long dark hair seemed to cover the young girl’s delicate appearance. Only one feature shone through the messy tresses. Her bright ruby red eyes seemed to glow in the night, scaring any animals that happened upon her. Scared eyes shifted around, scanning the area for something to pop out at her.
“Mummy? Daddy? Where are you?” Small, calloused fingers clasped together at her chest.
“Daddy? Mummy? Why did you leave me here? I was a good girl. I didn’t do anything bad! I did all my chores! I didn’t talk back! I finished everything on my plate! Why did you leave me here? What did I do?” The little girl continued walking until her foot caught on a rock. Yelping, she tumbled down onto her face and didn’t move. Shaking shoulders were seen by passing creatures. Sobbing followed soon after.
“Why? What did I do? I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please come back. Please. I’ll do better. I’ll be the best farmer. Please just come back! Mummy! Daddy!” She curled into a little ball and cried. A drop of rain crashed onto her shaking back. A second. Then it started to pour and she didn’t move. Animals scampered to find shelter, while the girl cried. After what seemed like hours to the tiny child, the sobbing was reduced to hiccups. She sat up and gazed into the sky. The evidence of her tears washed away.
“Why does everyone hate me? I did everything they said. I was a good girl. Am a good girl. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Please. Just come back, Mummy. I love you. I’ll find you. Mummy, I swear I’ll find you and do better. You and Daddy won’t have to do a thing. I’ll do everything. Just please don’t throw me away. I’m sorry.” Her head dropped down look at the wet grass in front of her, hoping for her mother and father to show up.
But no one came. She sat there for hours. Now the rain had stopped and the sun was out. The little girls head tilted up, once again, to peer into blue sky. Expressionless eyes followed a passing cloud.
“Where are they? Why did they leave me here? How could they leave me here all alone? They always told me that the forest was dangerous. Did they…Did they do it on purpose? They left me here to die? But why? I didn’t do anything! Why did they leave me here?!” The little girl screamed into the sky. Her once expressionless eyes, glowing with rage. She stood up, hands clenched at her sides.
“I swear I’ll find them. Mummy. Daddy. I’ll find you and ask you. I’ll ask you why you abandoned me. Why you left me to die in this forest. I did everything! I listened to you, even when I thought it was wrong! I’ll find you and make you pay! I swear it! The next time you see me, I’ll kick your butt! No guards will be able to protect you! You hear me?! I swear it!”
Ebony tresses flowed behind her as she pushed on into the forest, not knowing what path lies ahead.
Post 2: Crash
“Sire!” A guard pushed the thick wooden doors open. Panting, he hunched over and grabbed his knees. Heads turned toward the sudden noise, the throne room grew quiet.
“What is going on?” A booming voice sounded from the man in the throne chair. A man ran over to the out of breath guard.
“Are you alright?” He asked. The guard held up a hand, signaling them to wait. After a moment, the man stood up fully and addressed his King.
“Sire, there are demons fighting each other on the boarder! Powerful ones! We have already started evacuating!” The King stood up abruptly, his expression grave.
“How long did it take you to get here?” The King started making his way to the guard.
“About half an hour. I had the fastest horse I could get at the time.”
“Good. It will take a while for them to get to here. Caim!” Scraggly, shoulder-length chestnut hair whipped around as the King turned toward his military general. The man had short, raven hair with dark stubble dusting his face. Serious midnight black eyes looked at the King, already knowing what was going to be said.
“Let me guess, secure the town and make sure the demons do not get inside?” His deep voice bellowed out. The king gave a knowing smile.
“Exactly. You always know what I’m going to say. That’s why you are the best military general.” Caim gave a small nod back.
“I know. Now stay here, in case they make it into- “He was cut off by the sound of an explosion. All heads turned towards the noise.
“What was that?” The King started to run for the doors, his subjects not far behind.
Outside on a large veranda, they saw several smoking buildings on the outskirts of town. A long patch of trees beyond the buildings seemed to have disappeared.
“What-?” A house disappeared in a puff of smoke or dust. They couldn’t be sure which it was. A small figure appeared in the sky. It looked human, but they knew it wasn’t. Humans didn’t float.
“The demon?!” A well-muscled green-haired man turned toward the guard that had told them of the attack.
“I though you said that they were half an hour behind you?!” He asked.
“TH-They were! They must have flown here! I said they seemed powerful!”
“Well know what?! At this rate, they will level the town!” The King exclaimed. Caim stepped in front of him, a hand on his sword.
“We will have to fight them. I will mobilize the soldiers.” Just as he was about to run away, the green- haired man jumped in front of him. Caim scowled at the man.
“Wait! You can’t fight them! It will be suicide!”
“Then what do you want us to do?! We must act quickly! People are dying as we speak!”
“We will evacuate the city! That is the only solution! We have barriers for a reason!”
“Isan is right, Caim. The mages have already started to put up the barriers. We must evacuate.” The King spoke up, his voice holding no room for arguments. As the king spoke, spheres of clear blue light decorated the town below. Debris was seen bouncing off them.
“See? They are working.” Caim clenched his fists together, the knuckles turning white.
“Fine. Then I shall start instructing soldiers to help with the retreat.” As he made to walk away, a hand clapped down on his shoulder, stopping him. He turned to see his King smiling at him.
“If it were any other situation I would have fought them head on. But the people come first. Fighting would only be a waste of lives. You are strong and could take them on, but it’s not worth it. You understand, right?” Caim’s once scowling face seemed to become emotionless again. He nodded.
“Yes. I know. It just hurts to retreat. Now I must go.” The King returned his nod with his own and let go of the other man’s shoulder. Caim ran off through the front gate, already barking orders to the men waiting outside.
Another explosion shook the ground underneath the castle. A dust cloud was seen just below them, where the market was located.
“How are they getting past the barriers?!” The king shouted. The crowd watched as the attacks the demons used went right past the spheres and crashed into the buildings.
“I don’t know. The debris is still bouncing off, but their magic seems to be going right through. I’ve never seen anything like it.” A man behind them said.
“We need to move everyone out quicker! I will go and help!” A man ran off through the gates once more.
Sire, we must go too! It isn’t safe here!” The lime haired man exclaimed, pulling his liege’s arm, who seemed to be frozen in place. His eyes wide as he saw the destruction of his town.
“They’re destroying everything. And we can’t do anything to stop it.” He whispered to himself. Joyous laughing could be heard as something landed in a tower. The rubble falling down the small hill that holds the small castle. A scream soon followed it.
“We have to leave!” The general forcibly pulled the King toward the front gates. The King shook his head, snapping out of his shock. He ran with his green-haired general, dodging any wayward rocks.
Thank god Akemi is on a trip. The King thought to himself.
They were almost to the exit, when something crashed in front of them. They were pushed back by the impact and fell to the ground behind them. More laughter could be heard in the sky, as the cloud of dust cleared.
The humans looked up at the female figure floating in the sky. Her bright red hair flowed around her, reaching her hips. Emerald eyes were lit with joy, as she stared at the other demon that had fallen.
“Heh, not very strong today, huh? Did I tire you out yesterday, Miiiiiiiisa?” The woman’s whole upper body slumped backward, as she cackled joyously.
Coughing could be heard coming from the dust cloud, along with sounds of dirt shifting. The humans watched as the dust cleared in an instant.
Standing in the middle of a small crater was another woman, her form slumped over but still standing. Her head was tilted toward the other demon, long black hair seeming to reach to her ankles. The hair seemed to hide her clothes. A hand clutched at her side, blood dripping down the visible leg. Fiery red eyes seemed to glow as they glared at the demon woman still cackling in the air.
Meanwhile, the humans were watching what would happen next. Except the King.
His eyes were locked onto the beautiful woman in the crater. Time seemed to slow down for him, as he looked at her. His eyes were wide and his mouth was dropped open. Heart thumping in his chest, he only had one thought in his mind.
Post 3: Crash
How is she that beautiful? I’ve never seen anyone that pretty.
He watched her, immobilized by the sheer image of the dark-haired demon. Nothing else mattered, as he stared. Not his subjects trying to get him to move. Not the smell of smoke from buildings that were on fire. It was as if time had stopped. All was quiet in the small clearing.
Until it wasn’t. She had suddenly disappeared from his sight, while another explosion kicked off where she stood.
The demons had started fighting again. Only this time, they had decided to fight in the air. They were so fast that only lights from their attacks were seen by the humans.
“Sire! We must get out of here!” Isan was trying to get the king to snap out of it. He shook his shoulder and yelled in his ear, but nothing was working. Finally, he decided to just slap him in the face.
“Ow! What was that for?!” The King yelled at his general. Isan glared at him pulled him from his sitting position.
“We must get out of here! There is no time to be star-struck!” Isan continued to once again, pull his king along.
The sound of gravel being crushed behind made the two remaining humans turn their heads to it.
They saw the black-haired demon, Misa, lying on the ground, straining to get up. Coughing, Misa could barely get her arms to work.
“we have to help here!” The King shouted. He started to go back to her, but was stopped by an arm around his shoulder.
“No! We must go! They will kill us!” Isan was straining to stop his King. His muscled arm was bulging by the sheer strength of the King struggling.
“Isan, let me go!”
“No!” While they were busy arguing, Misa had managed to sit up. She was, once again, glaring up at the other demon in the sky.
“Why do you bother with me? Why can’t you just leave me alone, Aika?” The scarlet haired demon, now known as Aika, smirked.
“Because you’re a nuisance. You’re too powerful and too independent. If you would agree to work for the royal family, we wouldn’t be trying to kill you.”
Small bursts of flames erupted from Misa’s body. She slowly stood, her hair whipping around her from the power she was now emitting.
“That will never happen. I would rather die, then work for those pompous idiots!” With that said, Misa lunged into the other demon. She wrapped her arms around the other woman. As both demons plummeted toward the earth, Aika shrieked in pain as the flames burned her.
The red-head thought fast and burst her power from her body, throwing Misa off her. Aika slammed into the side of a small tower, while Misa crashed into the middle of the small clearing at the exit of the castle. She heard Aika give a frustrated scream and dodged a blow to the head.
“Stop fighting already! You have nothing to live for! Why do you even care if you die?!” Aika screamed.
“Why do you care if I live?! I’ve never hurt anyone from the kingdom or any villages! I’ve never stolen anything but food and that was when I was an abandoned child! I have done nothing to deserve the treatment that I get! I’ve seen other demons steal, pillage villages, and kill, but you don’t care about them! Why me?! It can’t be just that I am powerful! I’m sure there are more powerful demons out there, then I! There has to be another reason!” Misa punched the air in front of her, sending a burst of fire towards Aika. She dodged it, but did not expect the second and third bursts. They hit her dead on. She rolled back into the castle’s stone wall.
Misa limped over to her, one arm now bleeding profusely. Crimson stained the ground around her as she stared at the glaring woman on the ground.
“Why are you after me?” Aika seemed to think for a bit, before she opened her mouth. But before a sound left her lips, she was interrupted by small voice.
“Daddy!” Both demons looked over to the door of the castle, seeing a small human girl dashing toward her father on the other side of the clearing.
“Akemi? Why are you here?” You’re not supposed to be here!” The King shouted as he frantically ran to meet her. The rest of the humans followed, but they were not fast enough.
As the humans were processing the child’s appearance, for that split second the demons knew what was going to happen next. Misa’s eyes widened as she turned back to a smirking Aika.
“Bye-bye kid.” The black-haired demon whipped around to see a glowing green arrow above the child’s head.
“Noooooo!” Misa screamed as ran for the child. The humans were once again pushed back from the explosion. The King stared at the dust cloud that his daughter was in.
“Akemi?” He whispered, but no answer came.
“Akemi?!” This time called out. Still no answer.
Post 4: The End?
Dust clouded the vision of the King. He ran to the cloud, desperate to see his nine-year old daughter.
“Akemi?!” He called out, but no answer came. Just as he was about to enter the cloud, the dust disappeared in an instant. Silence filled the destroyed courtyard of the castle.
Crouching in the middle of the scorched earth was Misa. It appeared that she was holding something in her arms while surrounding it with her body. Time seemed to stop, everyone waiting for something to move. To see if she was even alive.
Slowly, the woman withdrew from the object she was protecting. A little girl with shoulder length sun-kissed hair came into view. Her light brown eyes wide and staring horrified at her protector.
Misa leaned down to the girl’s ear, her lips just brushing the skin.
“Run.” She whispered and pushed her in the direction of the King. The little girl stumbled a little bit, but remained standing.
“Akemi!” The King yelled, finally over his shock. He dashed toward her, once again. Akemi, hearing her father, looked at him. When she didn’t move, Misa gave her a light push.
“Run!” She yelled. An arrow went zooming past the demon’s head and blew up behind her. Misa dove toward the child, rolling to a stop just as she got to her. Before the little girl could react, Misa had picked her up and moved toward the King. Meanwhile, dodging all the arrows that followed her as she ran.
“Akemi!” The King shouted, wanting his daughter in his arms. He tried to keep up with watching Misa’s movements, but lost track of where the two girl’s were after what seemed like a second. Once again, clouds of dirt covered the small clearing. No one could see a thing.
The King made a fruitless effort to clear away the dust with his hand. Coughing, he walked further into the cloud, not giving up in the slightest. He had to get to his daughter. No matter what.
All of a sudden, he felt something warm being pushed into his arms and piercing red eyes could be seen a few inches from his face. He held onto the thing in his arms, looking down to see that it was his child. He looked back at the eyes to thank her, only to find them gone.
The King’s worried gaze fell on the crying girl in his arms.
“Akemi. What are you doing here? I thought you were in Zellia.” He kissed her whole face repeatedly, holding her tight. Isan, who wasn’t far behind his King in the dust, came up behind him.
“We must get out of here! Now!”
“Daddy, I’m scared!” The little girl clung to her father for dear life. Afraid that if she let go, he would be gone forever.
“I know sweetheart.” He looked toward the exit, or where he thought it was. The dust still clouded his vision. He didn’t know where they were in the clearing. All around them the sounds of a fierce battle was heard. No direction seemed safe. He turned toward the green-haired general.
“Do you know the way out? I can’t see a thing!” Just as Isan was about to answer, a gust of wind blew past them. A path free of dust appeared before them, leading to the gates. The King shared a puzzled look with Isan. The general shook his head.
“Don’t question it! Let’s go!” Isan forcefully turned his King toward the exit and then started pushing him toward it. All the while, the King’s eyes searched for the black-haired beauty. Seeing her dancing in the sky to avoid the twin swords Aika now wielded.
His eyes watched the crimson-eyed beauty. He saw the strain on her face every time she dodged. He also noticed that she was not using any magic, except flying. All she was doing was weaving out of the way of the glowing blades.
“Haruo! Let’s go!” Isan yelled. The King, now known as Haruo, turned toward the other man.
“We have to help her!” Isan looked at his King in shock, not believing his ears.
“What?!” Haruo rounded on his general, child still tucked into his arms.
“We have to help the red-eye demon! She’s losing!”
“Are you insane?! We have to leave!”
“She saved my daughter! We can’t just leave her here!”
“We aren’t strong enough to help her! That other demon is powerful. There is no way we can beat it! The only way we can help her, is by getting out of her way!”
“But- “Haruo was interrupted by an ear-splitting shriek. Looking over, the humans saw Misa laying on the ground, not moving. The dust had completely disappeared. Red stained the ground around the limp body as black streams of hair covered the fragile skin. A bandaged foot slammed into her shoulder, making her scream again. Aika was seen standing over her, smirking.
“That is what you get, when you help other people. I always told you helping would get you killed. “Taking the foot off the other woman, she bent down until her head was about a foot from the bleeding woman’s face.
“You should have heeded my warning.” Aika smirked, her eyes gleaming with a combination of malice and mischief.
“Any last words?” Coughing, Misa lifted her head so she could look straight into her opponent’s eyes.
“You should have heeded mine.” In the blink of an eye, Misa thrust her hand through Aika’s stomach.
The red-haired demon screamed and jumped away from the other woman. Once dirty hands were now stained red with her own blood as she tried to stop it from flowing. Green orbs narrowed with hatred at the demon in front of her.
“You bitch! You’ll pay for that!”
“Like I haven’t heard that before!” With a furious shriek, Aika jumped into the sky, orbs of light sprouting from her outstretched hands. They kept going until the lights were spread out over the town.
“You want to save people?! Then save them from this!” The orbs of lights turned into arrows that threatened to destroy the, still evacuating, village.
“No!” Misa screamed as the arrows began their descent.