This is sort of a prologue, not devastatingly important to the story but I'd be helpful it you read it.
Enjoy and remember read and review please.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, besides if I did own Cato he wouldn't have died. I only own the characters you have no idea about.
Silence filled the air; tree birds that once sang melodically silenced in anticipation of the scene bellow them. Two figures circling each other, one holding a long silver sword coated in fresh blood, the other two short yet deadly knives. The figure holding the sword was tall, brutish and held a savage grin upon his bloody face. His opponent was a thin, small girl with piercing green eyes glistening with madness; her long mahogany brown hair spilled out of her high braid long ago, it now framed her face as she sneered at her opponent.
They circled each other neither willing to move first unless absolutely necessary; after what seemed to be hours the small girl launched forward taking the brutish male by surprise. Her knives swung in the air wildly as they rolled along the grass fighting to wound the other. Her knives made contact with his skin once or twice but she was the one to receive the worst injuries, the brutish males sword scrapped against her leg leaving a long open wound bleeding profusely. In a haste she kicked him over her head and scrambled to rise off the ground, luck was not on her side when she stood up.
The male had risen quicker than she had and had launched forwards thrusting his sword towards her, with no way to protect herself the sword embedded itself in her chest. She clutched the sword attempting to stop the fiery pain flying through her chest; the male had moved backwards allowing the sword to be pulled out, he was smiling viciously. The young girl pulled the sword out of her chest and coughed spitting blood across the ground; she fell to the ground coating the once mossy green grass with crimson red blood. Her heart beat laboured and her last image was of the brutish male cackling with laughter as she lay dying in a pool of her own blood...