I don't own anything
Prologue:
My feet thudded faster and faster as I ran harder trying to put distance between me and the blonde abominations that were chasing me.
I could sense them out of my periphery, shadows that flitted right behind me at speeds the average eye would never be able to pick up on. Thankfully I wasn't relying on average eyes.
The more my adrenalin spiked the stronger my wards became as they pulsated, sensing the danger and wrapping me in a dark cocoon. I trusted my wards, they had yet to fail me but I was not one for taking chances. The two monsters behind me would not hesitate to strike if they sensed one millisecond of weakness.
Faster, Soare.
It was a soft whisper ghosting across my mind, a feeling I have grown accustomed to. I listened, using my last burst of energy and pumping my legs just a little harder. I had no idea where I was going.
Not much farther now just follow the energy pulse.
Another whisper.
Where are you taking me? I can't fe-
The energy around me pulsed and stretched, rapidly changing from a dark blue to a soft green as it sensed an energy source nearby. My ward tugged sharply to the right and I followed it's lead, abruptly turning into a small patch of woods that led to an open field. Tall grass slapped against my legs as I ran but it didn't slow me down. I couldn't see anything in the darkness as I blindly followed my ward. It was humming insistently still shining a soft green that was beginning to mix with a bright purple.
Two?
Frantically she scanned her surroundings trying desperately to find what her ward was pulling her toward.
Left, Soare!
She spun to the left never breaking stride. She could feel the energy around her thickening as she came closer to the source of the green and purple. Behind her the two were advancing, low growls of frustration at her solid energy field. They had been banking on the constant ward draining her power.
Finally up ahead she saw a small building with tiny windows surrounded by what looked like hundreds of thick tendrils and vines of woven purple and green magic. With no energy left to break the ward she closed her eyes when she reached less than a foot away preparing to either slam into the solid ward or be captured roughly by her pursuers.
Crack!
She jolted forward as one of the things behind her slammed into her ward as a last ditch effort to get to her before she made it through the property ward. Her ward flashed and fell leaving her completely exposed before she dropped go the ground too exhausted to fight them off anymore.
This was it. Enough was enough. She was tired of running anyway.
A loud growl ripped through the air but no pain ever came. She opened her eyes to find her pursuers mere feet from her snarling but unable to attack for they were halted by a wall of energy. Purple and green woven like translucent ivy all around her.
She had fallen through the property ward.
You are safe now, Soare.
That last whisper passed comfortingly through her mind as darkness enveloped her.