Hello, hello, my name is Lol, what's up... but you can call me Lulzy. :) If you didn't notice, I was running low on usernames sooo... ha ha. Well, this is my first R.O.T.G Fanfic, so puleeeze treat me well! :) I'll try my best. This chapter takes place in Ireland, a long, LOOOOONG time ago. The time when it wasn't Halloween, it was Samhain (Sah-wen) The Celtic holiday. For more information, look here: : / / e n . / n
Just take out the spaces, if I don't put the spaces, Fanfiction . net won't let me leave in there.
Sooo... yeah, hope you enjoy!
?'s P.O.V
I giggled as I pulled the mask over my face, the grinning face covering my own. My eyes looked out through the small slits for eyes and I imagined the face of
one of the dead staring at my friend. She laughed and tugged her own down in front of her hazel eyes. The dark gray clashed with her ginger hair beautifully.
We smiled under our masks and admired our reflections in the mirror. I was wearing a floor length, misty purple dress, the trinity knot adorning the hem of the
skirt and intertwining designs up the skirt and down the long, flared sleeves. I looked ghostly, my ginger-blonde hair falling in feathery waves down my back. I
felt a whine and my wolfhound rubbed his massive head against waist. "Hey there, Arlyn. You ready to go?" My friend, Sabia, turned to me and asked me,
"What about you? Are you ready?" I nodded. "Yep!" "What are you gonna do at Brathach's house? You gonna wimp out again?" I blushed, and I was thankful
for the full face mask over my pale, freckled face. "Sabia! I really... I don't like him, okay?" Sabia scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine. You don't like him." She
coughed. We started to head out. I opened my door and went to the door, greeting my parents as we all put on our shoes. I grabbed Sabia's hand and pulled
her outside, laughing happily. It was the last day of the harvest season, Samhian. The day where we celebrated the day before the season of Winter.
Disguising ourselves as the Aos Sí. We rushed out and greeted our friends before waving to our parents. We began to run down the street, shoving each other
and going along with the annual Celtic holiday.
As the night went on, nothing too eventful happened. Our friends Aislinn, Deirdre, Oisin and Miren joined us as we slowly walked down a dark street. I tugged
on Oisin's large hand and pointed to a divination booth in a crowded center. He noticed and called over to the others, "Hey guys! Let's go have our fortunes
told!" We all laughed and ran over to the booth. We all took our turns as the woman divined for us. Finally, it was my turn. I went behind the curtain and gave
her the needed amount of money. She proceeded to lay out runes and sticks with symbols on them before looking up at me, a fearful expression in her eyes.
"My girl, what is your name?" I blinked and answered, "Hafwen. Why? What's wrong?" She shook her head and lowered her voice to a barely audible whisper.
"Tonight you will either live or die, according to a choice you must make. Choose wisely." I stared at her. "What choice will I have to make? What's going to
happen?" She shook her head again. "I cannot predict that much... I'm sorry. But, there might be a good side to one of your options..." She stared me straight
in the eye and said carefully, "You may still live after dying." My fear dissipated. 'What a joke... I almost got fooled for a moment.' I stood and smiled at her.
"Thank you. Happy Samhian!" I waved to her and left the tent. Arlyn barked and jumped on me, almost knocking my mask off. "Woah! Hi there!" I laughed. We
all chatted as we walked away down the road, to a special place we always went.
The lake was glimmering in the moonlight. Cats Paws rippling over the surface of the water. The forest was filled with the sounds of the night, long eared owls
hooting and crickets chirping. We dangled our feet in the water, which was not too cold for fall. I was about to say something when something cut me off. We
all froze. The howl resounded through the woods and everything was silent for a moment. Then a shriek was heard as a rabbit was slowly turned towards
each other in fright. I looked at Sabia, who's terrified expression was visible in the moonlight. I heard a growl and two amber eyes crept up behind her. The
huge, ominous shape of a wolf loomed up in back of her. My mouth opened and I screeched, "Sabia!" I leaped forwards and pushed her out of the way as the
wolf lunged. It's teeth bit into my shoulder and blood soaked my dress sleeve. I screamed. I looked at the horrified group of kids and said, "Run!" After a
moments hesitation, they leaped to their feet and ran. Then they stopped and looked back. "I won't die! I'll be fine!" I lied. "I promise!" Tears streamed down
my face as they left, screaming for help. I realized that the wolf had released it's hold on me and was about to chase after it's prey. I growled, almost exactly
like the wolf and jumped on it's back, surprising it. "You're not going to get my friends..." I muttered angrily, and I grabbed it's neck forcefully, twisting it. It
yelped in pain and howled again. Barking responded and the pounding of feet met my ears. I felt something tear into the flesh of my leg and my arm as two
other wolves attacked. I still didn't let go. I yanked at the ears of the largest wolf and kicked the one biting my leg in the snout. With an angry snarl it pounced
on me, breaking a rib before closing it's powerful jaws around my neck. Blood spit from the deep wound and I felt myself drifting off, the blood no longer
reaching my brain. "I saved them..." I murmured. 'I saved them...'
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