Chapter 1
The Night
It was a stormy night. The night I will never forget. The tragedy that happened long ago, in evil times. I was hiding under my warm cover of my soft, silky bed. The thunder and lightning were causing disturbance in the night. I held my bear close; I knew it was the only one who could comfort me. The rain pelted against the window, the sound echoing through the halls. It was then, the nightmare happened.
There was a knock on the door. My dad, being up late, in his stupidity, answered it. I heard the cries of battle. My mom woke up and rushed downstairs. She saw it, my dad. He lay on the ground. I heard her shriek, a shriek of despair, agony, pain. She ran up the stairs and into my little room.
I tried to stop her. She was out of control. She would share the same fate. She grabbed two of my dad's weapons from the closet and rushed back in. She gave me the bow and left. I screamed. I cried. I ran after her, but I was too late. She had tried to stop the men and now lies next to my father.
I ran to her. She was cold. Blood stained the floor. I took my bow in hand and ran outside. The rain tore at my skin. The lightning flashed and the thunder roared. I continued on, not knowing where I was headed or when I would get there. I just ran.
I finally stopped at a cave. It was filled with darkness, hate, with my emotions. I felt hate, sorrow, despair.