A new story for anyone who wishes to read it. Swapping for a different fiction but not to worry im not giving up on my other stories or harry potter. Please enjoy!

Not far away from me I heard a knocking on what sounded like wood. I groaned; it was too early to wake. Turning over I tried to block out the continues stream of knocks not puzzling over the fact they were perfectly ordered and spaced.

In the distance I could hear the sounds of battle, metal clashing and men crying. I figured sleepily that Joe must be playing on the pap mum bought him last week, god she spoils him, more than she ever spoiled me, even before he was born. It wasn't that I didn't love my brother but whilst revising for the upcoming exams it's not unusual to want some peace away from the sounds of his violent video games.

The knocking still carried on, beginning to irritate the hell out of me, who in god's name would be up this early on a Saturday morning? I reached for my pillow, wishing to cover my head so the noise would become bearable. Hopefully the knocking person would get the hint and go away.

My finger searched for the soft square but it felt something not unlike the texture of dry leaves. Above my closed eyes I could feel my brows furrow, was this some kind of joke set by Joe and annoying friends? Feeling forward my fingers suddenly encountered a slimy surface, rough and sticky. My eyes flew open and I muffled a scream, pushing myself backwards.

It was disgusting; what looked like a rather thick-set little man lay beside me. His skin was grey-green, mottled and dirty. His mouth was open in a scream of what looked like fury, showing rows of pointed, rotten teeth and a sharp tongue. His eyes were yellow, wide and staring but not seeing, their pupils narrowed like cats eyes .on his dirty head was a metal helmet; it had rolled of slightly revealing sparse grey hair, tangled and wild.

It lay on its side not far from me, less than an arm's length away. In his back was an axe...wait! An axe?!

I then noticed my surroundings, my eyes growing wide. It was as if I had been dumped in a forest of silver birch trees. The sunlight couldn't filter through the canopy so the silver bark glowed softly. A couple of metres away I could make out a rock wall on the just trees, but I could vaguely see light.

I stumbled to my feet, careful not to tear my nightgown on a branch or to let it touch the filthy corpse. Catching my breath I leant against a tree, holding my hand to my heaving chest. I gulped when I heard a particularly big crash coming from the same direction as the the light.

I started forward, tripping over roots and getting myself snagged in branches. I stumble over a rock extruding from the floor and fell against a tree managing to catch my nightgown in the twigs and my knotted hair entangled itself in to the leafy ends.

Fuck.

I could hear vices not too far away... not voices but something guttural, a kind of growling cough tongue, low and gurgling. Then I saw them. 2 of those beastly creatures like the one I found a few minutes ago. They prowled through the forest, looking around sneakily. They gargled to each other. They both were smothered in blood and carried mean looking machete-type knifes.

Double fuck.

I tore myself from the tree, leaving behind the bottom of my nightie. I cursed under my breath. My hair wasn't long, just shoulder length but it was flying away and it constantly looked like I had just woken up from a long sleep. Somehow it had really entangled itself and when I pulled away I had left a clump of vivid red hair, blowing in the slight wind.

There was no way they miss that, they would see two flags, one of white from my night gownr, the other of vibrant red, from my head. So I ran, crashing loudly through the undergrowth. I heard them start, pause for a second then give chase, snarls ripping from their twisted mouths.

Run! I thought, run! Run! Run! Run! Repeating it trying desperately to get my legs to go faster.

I could see the light getting closer and suddenly I broke from the trees to be bathed in light. The sky was very bright but somehow grey, the clouds being thin, almost like a mist. I had to stop suddenly because there was a knee high wall stopping me. I looked down the wall and saw a beautiful city spread out beneath me, full of tiers and levels.

Behind me was a short expanse of trees and just behind that was a large rock wall stretching far in all directions. I saw then that this gorgeous city was built into a mountain side. I wanted to admire its beauty but saw chaos below me, fighting, and fire. The cries of the people below me floated up to my perch, making me flinch. I then realised to things:

Firstly that this city was under attack

Secondly that I was trapped in this city with no clue how to get out or find shelter and that I was being chased by two creatures who seemed intent on my death judging by their shouts and screams and the whirling of their sinister weapons above their scarred heads.

I could see that the creatures attacking the city, aligned outside the defences in great, thrumming hordes were that of the same species as the two calling for my disposal. So I did the one thing I felt I could. Jumped.

Cool air rushed past me, my hair threw up. My gown quickly blew up into my face, blocking my view. I struggled with it, pushing it down my body. My stomach was lurching; I had never been one to go fast. I hit the roof of the building below me, landing with a thump, collapsing on my leg which made a vile cracking sound. Huddled on the roof top I stared up at the ledge above me, my eyes connecting with the creature's eyes. I almost smiled. Almost because suddenly one of them through their knife at me, causing my relief to collapse like a sand castle.

A yelped stumbling onto all fours to try and get away. I lost my footing on a tile and slipped. Roof tiles broke off from beneath me and joined me in my fast journey towards the end of the roof. I screamed struggling, trying desperately to catch hold of something to stop my fast descent. But it was in vain, my twisting just made me fall faster. with a final shriek i flew of the roof, once more feeling the air whoosh past me. I slammed into the wall opposite my whole left side crunching against it. My head bashed the tough material hard, and stars swam before my eyes. Slowly i slid down the wall in a daze.

Much to quickly i heard cries nearby, way to close for comfort. A group of people ran past me, screaming and sobbing. I noticed many carried chests in their arms. Once they turned the corner i thought about what they were running from. Right on cue a rattling sound emmited from where the men had just run from and a crowd of those savage creatures revealed themselves from around the corner, blood lust in their eyes.

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