Myst
We've been invaded, and it all happened so fast. We had spent all the last few weeks preparing for this...
I stood in a frozen state, as realization dawned on me while I watched the soldiers die.
I clutch my hands so tight, my knuckles turn white.
"We've been betrayed." I seethed, eyes narrowed, as the grip on my sword tightens.
This was only the third week, we had only been preparing for a month's time. Who could the spy have been?
Who was it who betrayed us?
How did it all come to this?
The sound of two swords colliding against one another echoes in my ears as I struggle to move.
But I was rooted to the spot, by the bloody battle in front of me.
The memory of how I had barely survived the first war, which nearly claimed all of the rest of the bluebloods in hiding.
"What are you doing Myst? You've got to fight back!" A voice yells from behind, one which I recognise as Kylan's, my soulmate.
But it was already too late, I was already deep into the memory of that night which I had fought so hard to bury.
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It was a cold night, and little Myst nuzzled gently into the arms of the queens third sister.
The queen, seemed to be lost in thoughts as war was only a few hours away.
Then suddenly, the sound of the trumpet echoes in the cold sea. The queen sits up, her body tensing as she watched Silla swim towards her with a panicked expression on her face.
"What is it Silla? Why did you have them blow the emergency trumpet?" The queen demands, the moment her second sister Silla reaches the throne.
Silla bows, still panting, she finally replies; "I'm afraid we've been tricked, Trigon and his men are upon us."
Gasps fill the throne room, and the queen gets up abruptly from the throne.
"How long do we have?" The queen asks, eyes filled with undenied worry. "A minute at most."
The queen turns to the soldiers, standing at the entrance of the throne room.
"Gather our men, get ready for war!" The queen orders, before turning to her third sister.
"Get my daughter out of here," her eyes soften as she stares at baby Myst. She grabs her trident, before walking towards them both, and then placing a kiss on little Myst's forehead. Then she turns to Silla, "go get Mystic, I'll hold the monster off." She orders as soon as her third sister escapes with her first daughter.
Silla swims immediately, making her way to the heir of the bluebloods Chambers.
Soon after, Trigon descended. And that was the last time little Myst saw her mother, the Queen.
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I gasp, blinking as I snap out of my thoughts. Just as a demon makes to attack me.
"Look out!" A masculine voice yells, in shock I watch paralysed as someone comes in between. Killing the demon.
Seconds later, I find myself staring at an angry Kylan.
"Never scare me like that again." He says softly, turning to me. His eyes soften as he sees the shock I'm in, then he wraps an arm around me. Burying my face in his chest, his sword tightly gripped in the other hand.
I shut my eyes for a few seconds, just to get rid of this sick feeling.
"Thank you, Kylan." I murmur, wrapping my arms around him too.
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