This is the day

*World War Ga'Hoole*

Well, this took a while but here it is. World War Ga'Hoole. Sorry if this might be a little like World War two by accident. The way it move along, hope you like it.

Chapter One: Strength of The World

The pale moon was rising above the glaciers in the Northern Kingdoms, Freya a young female barn owl was walking in the Temple Hollow. Her black eyes with a hint of green followed movement from the entrance of the hollow.

"Freya! There is a meeting in the briefing hollow." A small voice called from the dark entrance

"Meeting for what?" She asked to the small Spotted Owl. There was a trace of fear in his gaze.

"A Ga'Hoolian party has arrived,they ask for help with a new enemy." He voice shook.

"After the battle of Relinga I will never pick up a god damn ice sword." She declared turning to face him. Another barn owl appeared over his shoulder.

"Freya come, there is news you would need too hear that might change your mind." It was her brother Arlie. He was just like her only taller.

"Fine..." She groaned and walked over to the briefing hollow.

"Welcome, have a seat." The Field Marshal said. Next to him was four owls, one barn owl, two snowy and a great horn. The Barn Owl was a face she would never forget...

"How dare she come back!" Freya said to Arlie as they sat down.

"Freya? I thought you would get over it by now." The barn owl said

"Some people don't Chloe..." Freya replied. The Field Marshall stepped up to the front of the hollow

"Attention! As we all know a Ga'Hoolian party arrived today, with news I have a hard time giving... but The Middle Kingdoms have been taken over by a lard enemy force that calls themselves 'The Pure Legion'. Ga'Hoole wants are help to drive them out." He grimly said, Chloe walked up

"We also have HVT's or High Value Targets we need to find, number one is Hyrum, he has blue eyes, if you spot him find one of us. We fear he is part of this new uprising. Number two is Zephyr, or at least that what he calls himself. He is a murderer and has many other crimes. If you see him, disarm him and take us to him." She finished, The Glauxspeed looked at each other. Their eyes shown a look of fear and forbidding.

"Sir! We can't posabably help! It's too dangerous!" One called out another stood up

"Ma'am what more do you know about the enemy?" The Snowy owl said. Pointing a wing at her

"We have scouts there now, we won't launch an attack before we know more." Chloe replied calmly. Freya stood up she had reached her breaking point.

"That's what you said about Relinga! And look what happened! Twenty owls lost, one of them the kings and queens daughter! All for fighting the wrong group!" Freya called. The others nodded

"You think we didn't learn?" Chloe said a tremble in her beak, "Do you think we have no souls? Do you think we will rush back into war after what happened there? Do you! All we know is that they have killed most or all of the civilian owl there, not even you would let that slide." Chloe stated.

"Maybe you should realize its that the owls we killed won't know we have souls." Freya said and sat down. Chloe just walked away, she knew that no one would ever understand what she went though. No one.
Freya went back to her hollow. She got into her nest sighed and took out a piece for paper and a cup of ink. She pulled out a wing feather and began to write,

This may be my last battle, I shall put the ice sword down and return to peace. If the years of war couldn't change us, then what would. If only we could just stand around, but we can't owls are dying its time to call arms.

She put the paper own for her nest maid snake. Freya gazed at the rock ceiling and then out the window. The icy winds blew over the glaciers, would she ever she her beloved home again?

W-W

Night came fast as her dreams we're filled with the choice stay or go? Hr mind was made up now, and she went to the chest in the corner of her hollow. She opened it, all the memories flooding back. In the chest was her ice sword she had used in battle far to many times. Next to it was her battle claws and helmet. The detailed lines of rose red metal marked her division, the golden frame showed her ranking and the sliver seal showed her homeland. Freya picked up a cloth and began to polish the craftsmanship of war. Her battle claws were serrated and made for one thing, killing. Freya remembered how she had once longed for a pair like these, but now she never wanted to use them again. Freya was to busy polishing he didn't noticed the figure walk into her hollow

"I guess your going then Freya?" Arlie asked. She looked up from her polishing.

"I really wish I had a choice." She said, putting the work of art on. Arlie looked at her

"I knew you were still you. The good Freya would do this." He said walking into the cozy hollow.

"I could never stand by, even if the better half of me died." She replied slipping one battle claw on and tightening it to fit her foot.

"Your gonna need this." Arlie said as he pulled out the sword holder, or battle wear, they called it.

"Thanks." She said halfheartedly and put it over her shoulder. The battle wear was made of leather, and it fit nicely.,

"I'll put the sword in." Arlie said and put the ice sword in the battle wear.

"I have a dagger on my waste, so don't hug me." She said a tear trickled down her face. There was a dagger on her waste, camouflaged by the belt.

"I'm your brother. I'd rather say good-bye this way." He hugged her. "Now, stay strong got it?" Arlie said, Freya looked up

"Always, Ar." She said another tear sliding down her face when she called him his nick name.

"Now go." He said and waved as she flew towards the take off. When she arrived she saw forty owls ready for the battle. Or scouting. The cave had the feeling of sadness, though no one thought they were doing the wrong thing. Freya saw Chloe and her guards whispering to each other, but her thoughts were interrupted.

"When this this rock falls we fly! If there will be fire we burn together!" The Field Marshal called. The rock fell, exposing the open sky. The forty owls took into the air. Freya took on last glance back.

What is really happening out there? She thought as the division soared above the ground.

How was that? The fist chapter in World War Ga'Hoole. The line break has two W's that stand for World War.
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