Astra couldn't open her eyes she was stuck. She could only hear screams and cries that came from everywhere. She smelt a foul smell that brushed against her nose. Suddenly there was tugging at her legs and arms. Like someone or something was trying to drag her away from whatever was happening. She felt wet all over from the rain or maybe something else she was drenched in. The thing stopped dragging her and she heard it run away through the wet and slippery mud puddles.

Slowly and painfully Astra woke up from what she thought was a horrible dream, but what she thought was only a dream turned out to be reality. She opened her eyes to see about sixty soldiers lying dead on the floor with blood surrounding them. The soldiers had a sword in their hearts, their head got chopped off, or their bodies were spilt open. She looked down at herself and she was drench in blood, but it wasn't hers.

"Where is my brother, Rage?" thought Astra and once she thought this she ran looking thoroughly at each gruesome body. Not only did she not see any familiar faces in all of these soldiers it was hard looking because the soft drizzling rain started to down pour on hear with the piercing thunder and intense lightning. They were all complete strangers. She had one last body to look at. It had no head it was hung on the tree. There on knife in his right arm, another knife in his left and in both of his legs. Lastly a stake stabbed in to his chest which went through him and was caught on the tree.

She started to walk away from this exciting yet frighten sight, when she saw a trail of blood. She followed it to behind the green and purplish bush and there lying was her brother. Rage's head had an arrow stuck in the middle of his forehead with tiny scrapes on his once beautiful face. Every movement in her body stopped she ran toward his head in full speed and stopped and skid a little, but once she gained her balance she cradled his head in her arms as she screamed in fury and in pain.

Astra couldn't think all she could do was to repeatedly cry over and over again, and rocking back in forth in a beetle position cradling his head. She let go of his head and got up and started stabbing some of the dead bodies of the enemies and randomly started stabbing the tree where her brother is up against.

She then ran back to her brother's body and took out all the knives and stakes off of his body and the arrow in his head. Then she took his body next to his head and then she laid there on the wet, cold ground with her to forever dead brother.

But Astra thought to herself that if Rage put all of sixty soldiers in those gruesome deaths, she had to say that Rage could put up a good fight. It was one vampire against 60 other semi-vampires. Even though he didn't succeed Astra was still grateful for him for saving her, but in her heart she wishes she would die with him and blames herself for going to back look at that stupid bush. Astra suddenly got a wave of emotions flowing into her making her cry blood. She had so much on her mind that she passed out.

Astra opened her eyes to see that she wasn't in the forest anymore. She was now safe in her family's palace. She was lying on soft white linen sheets with a white canapé flowing down from the ceiling and flowing down to the hard cold stone floor. Astra was in the infirmary and there sitting next to Astra in a wooden cushioned chair was her mother, Queen Adrienne. She was wearing a black gown with gold coloring in it with a black Veil. Next to her mother was her father, KingCyrus. He wore an all black attire and with a black cape.

"Mother?" asked Astra very faintly trying to speak, but her throat was hurting her.

"O my darling," cried out Queen Adrienne, "I thought I lost just like your…brother."

"Sir?" asked Astra looking at the king (her father). Astra never calls him father or papa. He would never allow her to say that to him. So instead she calls him 'Sir' or 'Your Majesty'. The king never really showed love to her, mostly to her brother because he was the male and to be king, even though Rage and I had to fight to be ruler. Everyone knew who would the ruler of Lambara and that was Rage.

"Yes," he said coldly turning away from his wife to look at his daughter with cold eyes staring at ever so painful that made her cringe when he was looking at her. It looked like he didn't care she was hurt or in pain. He was probably there because her mother told him to be there.

"Is Rage really dead?" asked Astra getting the courage to ask them this horrific question.

"Yes, Astra." her father replied looking sullen.

That's just how her father is he's never blissful, always despising things or people, has a very short temper, always favored Rage over her, and pushes Astra to do better and turning her just like her father. She thinks he's just waste less life living creature that shows anger toward everyone including her mother. She couldn't even imagine why her mother would choose him to be her husband. She wonders what she sees in him because all Astra knows is that her mother once told Astra and Rage that she fell madly in love with him and thinks he's her soulmate. Her mother is complete opposites, but as long as her mother is really happy she's fine with it. In the end even though Astra complain about her father she does loves him dearly.

Her mother suddenly cried hysterical.

"No you're lying. This is just a nightmare. It's only a dream," sobbed Astra.

"Astra, show some self-control," shouted the King.

But Astra couldn't keep it together she just wanted this nightmare to end.

"Who killed him," said Astra with some red tears staining her face.

"The army of Adamant's men," said the king as his black eyes darkened with hate.

"They will pay for what they had done to Rage. THEY WILL PAY," screamed the queen holding a tight grip to the wooden chair. The chair then shattered into little splinters that landed on the floor all lined up in a straight line so precise like it was meant to happen.

"I promise you, Adrienne, they will pay. We must first plan a surprise attack. That will remind them who they are messing with." he replied, "While we wait for that glorious day to come. Sleep Astra because tomorrow will be a long and miserable day. That no one will be able to handle."

Her father got up with out saying 'goodnight' or 'I love you' and walked out the door leaving her mother there with some tears still leaking from her eyes.

"Goodnight darling. I'll see you in the morning" Her mother said kissing the forehead gently the exiting the room.

It was a long and miserable day just as her father had promised her. All day Astra and her mother and father stayed in The Throne Room. Her parents sat at their seats on the high platform, while Astra was stand between the two chairs. The frame of the chairs was made out of gold and the cushions were blood red, which made Astra starving and craving for human blood.

All Astra heard over and over was "O your majesty I am so sorry for your lost" Or "Your brother was a great man and he will be miss greatly." Even Astra knew they were only upset because this means little vulnerable Astra will the ruler of Lambara. She knew her people don't want her to rule the kingdom and neither does she.

It seemed like it lasted for hours, Astra just wanted it to end so she could be alone. That all she really wanted is to be alone and to get away from this unending horror. Most of all she didn't want to cry in front anyone including her parent and especially her father. Her father doesn't comprehend useless emotions. Like joy or grief. The only emotion her father ever showed was hatred, anger, envy, and rage. As for her mother she showed all emotions. She never did care about who saw upset or crying. Her mother beats to her own drum and doesn't care what people think as long as she's happy she's alright.

Astra noticed not only some of the villagers came to show their grief also some other Kings and Queens came to show their respects. Including King Adamant, but that's what got Astra.

"Why would the man who supposedly killed her brother show to his funeral?" Astra thought.

Finally after the long hours of standing it ended, but that was day 1 tomorrow is the when they have their ceremony burial for her brother. Then to have a dinner in honor of him which lasts least 7 hours because every one wants to talk to the family.