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I was scared. More scared than I had ever been before. Never before in my life had I thought I would be in the position that I was in now, and all because I didn't want to listen to my father…
Being rebellious was part of my nature and you could hardly blame me for acting my age, through instead of sneaking out to a concert, I was sneaking out to fight in the war.
My father was the Werewolf king, he commanded all were-things, and had ruled the throne for two centuries and some odd years, and he was still in power.
The war was mainly between my Fathers kingdom, against the Vampire kingdom, but both sides had allegiances, who only joined to have a reason to go against other races, in a war that would always have an endless supply of fighters, in which the chance of their own kingdoms demise would be unlikely, due to the large forces being mixed, and all the different protections they each had from the other races they were allied with.
On my fathers side of the force, we were allied with the goblins, lycanthropes, elementalists, and the dwarves.
On the Vampires side of the force, they were allied with the elves, shape shifters, witches, and nymphs.
The forces that were in it to crush another kingdom they had troubles with were the goblins against the elves, the shape shifters against the lycanthropes, and the elementalists against the witches. The other ones just joined to return the favor for some other thing one of the forces they sided with had previously helped them with.
The war in question had started over a simple little thing that just ignited the long lasting troubles my fathers race had with the Vampires and likewise.
Getting back to the present, I'd gotten myself into a load of trouble.
By disobeying my father, I had sneaked into the war in disguise, and had underestimated the enemies I was up against.
I had been holding my own until the magic users came into the battle.
So far none of my fathers men recognized me, through I didn't think they wouldn't be expecting to see me here in the battle field, hacking at, and being slashed back at by the constant clashing of swords and other such weapons. Doing a complex swirl in which I ended up slicing three nearby enemy warriors, and ending in a jump in which my blade slit into the stomach of a shifter, wounding, but not quite killing. I still couldn't stand the thought of me actually taking a life, so instead I wounded to weaken, and help out as much as I allowed myself too.
The soldiers I'd harmed were too battle weary to come after me and so they continued on their way, charging and killing as much as they could.
I was properly the only one fighting in their human form, out of all my fathers warriors. I didn't know about the opposing force through.
Quickly I sliced my sword at a witches arm, stopping her in the middle of an incantation. Angrily she started murmuring another spell this time directed at me. I'd have no choice but to kill her if she didn't cease her chanting, but as I was walking towards her, ready to strike her down, my hood flew back and the witch got a good look at me. Her eyes widening she stopped her connotation mid way and then muttered the word 'levontee' which I knew meant hover. Then to my complete horror, she shouted at the top of her lungs.
"I've found the diamond in the rough!" In code, which I had learned from one of my brothers friends, who had been a professional de-coder.
I didn't know exactly what she meant until a whole crowd of extra forces, jumped out from behind the surrounding boundaries, all heading toward my general direction, and worse of all, they all were looking at me.
Concluding my fears, I did the only thing that I could, I ran, and I screamed to my fathers people and anyone who would hear.
"Help! Sucram!" I screamed knowing that anyone of the werewolf's would know who I was if they heard me. I had made up sucram with the name of my fathers title backwards so that if something was wrong, and I wasn't in sight, they'd know who was in peril. And as I expected, several of my fathers men looked straight at me and immediately saw what danger I was in, and they knew what I'd done, and they also knew how hopeless I was. I hadn't learned to change form yet. My mother had been a shifter, and my father obviously was a werewolf. I didn't know which I would take after, or when. Unfortunately, that was my problem at present.
Then suddenly, I was surrounded, and not by my fathers people either. No, I was in the center of vampires, shifters, and elves, with witches keeping a close eye on me.
I was scared, more scared then I'd ever been before. And I didn't know how I was going to get out of this one. But I did know I wasn't going to go down without a fight.
Waiting for the first one to strike, I measured my chances of escape, which were slim to none. Then a vampire started towards me, and faster than I thought was capable, I sliced at him, this time aiming to kill, but he backed off and I found myself merged in a pool of powerful enemies.
I swung my sword to the left, and I sliced to the right, I leaped at one and aimed at another, and I held my end pretty well, but they weren't fighting to kill me, no. They were fighting for worse. They were fighting to gain a influential prisoner.
Then finally they got the upper hand and one of the elves snatched my sword, while another pulled my arms behind my back, and a vampire began to restrain me with chains.
But I wasn't going to give up so easily.
I thrashed as much as I could, kicking out at anyone in sight, and refused to remain still even when they had me chained.
I knew I was fighting against the inevitable, and that in the end all my efforts would be in vain, but I couldn't give in. my father didn't want me in this war, and I understood his reasoning. This was my fault, and I was the only one to blame. The only thing that I feel unnerved about is that they knew who I was. My father had never announced me to the public. His men only knew that I was to be protected and that I was of great importance. This only meant one thing. We had a rat in my fathers kingdom, and it was a rat in my fathers closest circle.
Abruptly my vision darkened as I felt the hilt of a sword hit me in the back of the head, and I was out like a light.
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