I would like to say thank you for reviewing. Or, more specifically, THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH! Now, I have a big plan for this story, so Dia's revenge will have to wait for a later chapter. This chapter will have significantly less carnage, so don't worry.
Her name was Dia. She had a mother, a father, and two brothers. She had asked if she could join them to train to fight. Now, she had to learn on her own. Her entire family had been killed. Now there would be a tyrant on the kingdom's throne. She thought about that as she walked through the forest with wet clothing. She had forgotten how cold the deep river that passed by the base of the bell tower was. She had spent a chilled night in the branches of an Oak tree.
Now she was wandering and thinking as the rising sun warmed her clothes. She had to get her revenge. That king she had saw shouldn't be a king. He was nothing but a killer.
Without realizing it, she had wandered close to the village. She watched a group of four girls talk from the safety of the shadows. She recognized them. They were her friends, from before the raid. Dia longed to go talk to them. But she couldn't. She was on the run. So she turned around and headed away from everything she had known.
Dia was an optimistic girl. Therefore, her mind quickly dulled the shock of seeing her dead family. That left her to be more curious. Dia hadn't previously been allowed to go into the forest. She had been warned of the monsters.
She came across a cave. She poked her head inside of it. Then she walked a few steps into it. More boldly, she crossed to the other side of the cave. And, in doing so, narrowly missed an arrow, which buried its head in the rock at head level. At the sound of the twang, Dia went to investigate, thus missing yet another arrow aimed at her head. She pulled the arrow out of the rock and kept it while she looked at the other arrow. That cycle continued one last time, in which Dia stayed still a bit too long.
She heard the twang, saw the arrow speeding towards her, but didn't panic. Instead, she sidestepped, placed her hand just so, pinched her fingers at just the right moment, and caught the arrow mid-flight. The skeleton that had been shooting was dumbstruck. If it was possible for a monster to be dumbstruck. She was too. But nonetheless, Dia smiled at the skeleton, then froze as she heard a hissing from right behind her. Creeper! She forgot what to do. If she had known what to do in the first place.
So, she closed her eyes and swung her right fist out behind her, the fist with all of the arrows. Dia felt it connect with some sort of flesh and waited for the explosion that would tell her she had missed her target. But it never came. Instead, when she turned around, it was to find wisps of some white substance floating into the sky. Ohmygosh, THANK YOU! Her whole body relaxed. "Goodbye Mr. Skeleton!" She called over her shoulder as she traveled deeper into the forest.
Shortly after leaving the cave, Dia came across a little tree. It was barely bigger than a sapling. She had a feeling that she would need some wood eventually, so she took one of the arrows and chopped it down. Thankfully, the bundle of wood was small enough to fit in the little satchel she had brought from home, where she wore it often. Then she realized that she would need more than wood. She also needed food. And a way to start a fire.
So, she laid out the wood on the forest floor. Dia studied the way the pieces curved and bent. Then, she took the weakest pieces and used them to tie the strong pieces together in the shape of a pickaxe. She went over to a nearby rock formation and used her new tool to knock of pieces of stone. She smiled. She could do this. She could survive until it was time for her to return to the kingdom.
Dia continued chipping at the stone for a good four days. She rested in the ever-growing hole she had made in the rock and ate apples. Then, on the fifth day, her pickaxe broke. So, she wearily searched for another small tree, made another pickaxe and went back to her hole. It was then she realized that something glinted amidst the rock. She took a closer look. Hmm… She was pretty sure, from her teacher, that this black thing was coal. When she touched it, it left black smudges on her hands.
She chipped away at the coal instead of the stone for the next few days. During that time she learned how to get the largest chunks out at once. So, she gained experience in mining. She attached bits of coal to some sticks and voila! She had torches, like the ones in her old home.
Dia placed the torches just as night was falling and lit them. She then realized that although now the monsters wouldn't er, spawn, was it, near her, the light would alert them that she was here. So, she crafted a sword. Now she wished she had listened to her brother's quarrels. Oh well, sorry my brothers, I only have stone. And she slept in the bend of the hole that mining the coal had given her.
Thank you for reading this! I'm sorry there isn't much action, but oh well. See ya!
