Chapter I

Screams could be heard from the window. The fear and pain from those outside were carried through the glass to her ears. What she saw horrified her. Crimson fluid spilled everywhere. People dying. The explosion of colour as the thunderous boom of magical bombs lit the street. She screamed and started backing out of the room as she seen body parts flying towards the red moon, stained with the blood of the innocent. She tore her gaze from the sight and tumbled out of the room. From there she could still her the screaming, the yelling of guards as they were being slaughtered.

Then she heard it. The most terrifying sound, the noise she wanted to hear the least. It was the roars of the dragons. She darted through the corridors, her hair – which was previously neatly in a bun at the top of her head – hung limply in chocolate curls. She lifted the front of her dress, thick due to the under layers of cloth, and paused for a mere few seconds to kick off the dainty heeled shoes she was wearing. They were just slowing her down.

Through the maze of the castle she ran. The cold grey bricks of the wall blurred as she sped past them, and the torches cast an eerie shadow as the flames flicked and danced as the air rushed past them. She didn't know where she was going, her feet just carried her. She trusted her instinct.

"Your Highness,Your Highness!" She heard a voice calling her. She hurriedly stopped and swivelled around to find a group of guards swiftly moving towards her, clad in armour, prepared to fight. A tinge of guilt hit her. These men would probably die for her. Even if she was the princess, they were about to go fight a, most likely, lost battle. They probably had a wife, kids, family. She didn't want to take away their lives for her. She would rather she died, than set several family's into despair because of her.

"I need to get down there, I need to help everyone! I can't just stay here, please, let me go!" she pleaded. She wanted to help the innocent civilians caught up in some terrorist game.

"I'm sorry Princess, but we have an order from the King himself to get you out of here." One of the four guards informed her.

"Please, please, let me go!" It was inevitable and she knew it. As soon as an order from her father was given out, his men would follow it with all their hearts, giving up their lifes if they had to. And that's exactly what they were doing. The King usually left it to his men to battle, using their own experience and intelligence to come up with good tactics. It worked most of the time. Most of the time, they won the battles. But this one wasn't expected. But this one came by surprise. But this time he gave out an order, to make sure his daughter lived.

"No. Let us leave through the emergency exit." the presumed leader of the group stepped forward grabbing her upper arm and dragging her towards her destination.

"Wait, wait, let me go! What about mother and father?! If I leave they'll get murdered!" she screamed it him. She was beginning to get hysterical

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I was specifically told to bring you here. I'm just doing my job." He said lowly. It almost sounded like he wanted to go get the King and Queen too. Just as the girl was about to use this to her advantage, the guard opened a door. You wouldn't have noticed it unless you knew it was there. After all, the King had gotten his best craftsmen to hide it. He gave her one last fleeting glance before letting her go and pushing her into the black, damp corridor.

"Goodbye Princess Yuka. I hope we meet again." His words were whispered, but in the dark carried it to her ears. She turned as soon as she heard it, but simply saw the door closing her hearing it click. He had locked the door.

She ran towards it, pounding her fists against it screaming to let her out. She knew they had left, but she still screamed in hope, yelled in vain. She loved her family, she wanted them to be with her, so that she could keep them safe. She slid down onto her knees, crying her heart out. The tears almost formed a river as they constantly fell from her eyes.

Authors Note:

This is my first fanfic. Yup. It's kinda crappy. But I hope that it'll get better. Review because if you do, it means I can improve my writing skills, and make the story more enjoyable. So really, it's for your benefit! (laughs). I know this is a short chapter, but it's only to start it off. Hopefully they'll get longer as the story progresses.

Constructive critisism allowed. No flamming. Umm.. Yea :) The first person to review get's a shout out. And the person who gives the longest review - that isn't gibberish T.T - get's a shout out. Yay for shout outs! x)

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