Chapter 1: Fight in the city
Here's chapter one, not very exciting. But it will get better, and the Ella part is coming up. Sorry if this sucks.
Oh I forgot to say in the prologue that nothing except this lame plot belongs to me so don't sue me I have no money.....I just spent it all on new clothes for school! Enjoy.
I was walking in the marketplace in Jenn. There were people lined up along the streets. I saw people lined up along the street, and I wondered what all the fuss was about. I heard some snatches of conversation from the townspeople.
"I hear.....Prince Andrew, and.......visit to all.......Kyrria, and....."
"It's the Prince.......come to.......supplies..."
"Now why would........here? .......too important......people like us."
Then I stopped listening to people, and I looked down the road. I stood on my tiptoes to get a better view. Sure enough, there was a group of horses, and on them were some important-looking men. I saw a very well-dressed young man that looked about two years older than me in the middle of a cluster of men wearing armor and bearing swords. They looked dignified, as if they ruled the world. Soldiers, I guessed.
As they passed where I was standing, I heard some shouting behind a building. I turned to look, as many others did, and I saw about 20 people dressed in all black and masks on run towards the road. They carried swords and daggers, and various other weapons I didn't recognize. They looked like bandits....very angry bandits.
"This is for the commoners!" One of them shouted. They were just reaching the road, and running towards the men with horses. The people in black were drawing their swords and daggers. I watched as they raced towards the soldiers, who were drawing their swords. CRASH!!! Two of the swords banged together. The young man who I guessed was the Prince started towards one of the bandits, but a man in armor stopped him. He didn't want the Prince to get injured. As soon as the man let go of the Prince's arm, I saw his head fly off. Not pleasant.
The soldiers were outnumbered, and getting beat. Most of the corpses littering the ground belonged to the soldiers. There were only about three bandit deaths. Finally the only ones standing were the Prince and some bandits. The bandits were advancing on him hungrily. The gleam of death shone in their eyes. He may be a prince and an excellent swordsman, but there was no way that he could kill off all those bandits on his own.
Suddenly a shout rang out into the town. Before I knew what I was doing I had grabbed two of my hidden daggers from my clothes and rushed out to the Prince's aid. WOOSH!!! Two of the bandits were dead, and I was finding more daggers while the attackers looked around stupidly.
I dodged a sword thrust and slit another man's throat. I was splattered with blood. The Prince had killed 3 bandits in their confusion. I reached for my last dagger. Just then I felt something sharp in my side and I immediately got dizzy and lightheaded. But I had to go on. I looked down to see how bad my wound was when I saw a blue flash of light. I thought it came from my necklace, but I fell unconscious before I could be sure........
I awoke in a cart. Well, I thought it was a cart because of all the bouncing and jumbling of the thing. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't. I felt a sharp pain in my side. I reached down and felt a bandage going around my torso. Then I tried to lift my head. I saw a man with brown hair sitting in the corner of the cart, sleeping. I recognized him as the Prince.....now what was his name.....Alex? Anthony? Oh yeah, it's Andrew. Prince Andrew. His expensive clothing was ripped and had both mud and blood splattered all over it.
I tried to pull myself into a sitting position. I scooted back to the rear of the cart, and, leaning myself against it, was able to sit up. The Prince, hearing my efforts, woke with a jerk. He looked around, as if he didn't know where he was. Seeing me, he said, "Thank you for saving me out there. If it wasn't for you I'd be dead right now."
I didn't know what to say to him "Umm, thanks, I guess," I said uncomfortably.
"So what's your name? I'm Andrew," he told me.
"I'm Cassia. And aren't you the Prince?"
He sighed, "Yes, when I can't avoid it." He looked sad for a moment. "So do you have any clue where we are or where we're headed?"
"No. I was hoping you would know that, your Majesty," I said.
"I don't know either. But it looks like we're headed back to Frell, judging by the farmland. And please call me Andy." I had no clue where we were. I had never been out of Jenn in my whole life, other than when I lived at the Fairy Palace. But that didn't even seem like of importance anymore-I hadn't been there for so long. "Wait a minute while I ask the driver," he said. He got up and turned around. I heard muffled conversation.
Finally the Prince turned around. "Well, Cassia, we're headed for the Palace of Kyrria, in Frell. We should be there by tonight."
"But Andy, how did I get here? Last thing I knew I slitting some bandit's throats. Why am I here?" I said.
"I'm getting to that. What I remember is someone charging towards the bandits after all my knights got killed. That must've been you. Then I saw you killing them off like flies. I killed a few. But where did you learn to fight like that?"
"I'll tell you when you finish your story. What happened next?" I prompted.
"Well, then you got a sword jabbed into your side. You fell unconscious, and I was able to kill the two bandits that were still alive. Next I directed the townspeople to clean your wound. I don't remember much after that.
"But when I asked the driver he said that I fainted. He was told to take two horses and a cart and take us back to Frell, where we'd get properly cleaned up. He also said that he'd never seen anyone fight as well as you do. Now how did you learn to fight?"
"A townsperson taught me. He was the owner of the local inn, and he taught me a few moves to defend myself." I neglected to mention that I often needed to use those move on guards after I'd been caught picking pockets. Very rarely was I caught, but it happened occasionally. "Some I made up, some I saw others do and I taught myself how to do them," I said.
"Wow. You're super with daggers. Well, I guess you should get some sleep. You lost a lot of blood from you injury. I don't want you getting sick," the Prince said.
Obediently I lay down. My last thoughts were, Wow, he's definitely the nicest person I've met. I hope I get to know him better! With that I drifted off to sleep.
That's the end of chapter one folks. More will come out as soon as I can....and if you people like it enough :::looks up hopefully, sees people booing, chucks her computer out the window::: Oh well I tried.
Here's chapter one, not very exciting. But it will get better, and the Ella part is coming up. Sorry if this sucks.
Oh I forgot to say in the prologue that nothing except this lame plot belongs to me so don't sue me I have no money.....I just spent it all on new clothes for school! Enjoy.
I was walking in the marketplace in Jenn. There were people lined up along the streets. I saw people lined up along the street, and I wondered what all the fuss was about. I heard some snatches of conversation from the townspeople.
"I hear.....Prince Andrew, and.......visit to all.......Kyrria, and....."
"It's the Prince.......come to.......supplies..."
"Now why would........here? .......too important......people like us."
Then I stopped listening to people, and I looked down the road. I stood on my tiptoes to get a better view. Sure enough, there was a group of horses, and on them were some important-looking men. I saw a very well-dressed young man that looked about two years older than me in the middle of a cluster of men wearing armor and bearing swords. They looked dignified, as if they ruled the world. Soldiers, I guessed.
As they passed where I was standing, I heard some shouting behind a building. I turned to look, as many others did, and I saw about 20 people dressed in all black and masks on run towards the road. They carried swords and daggers, and various other weapons I didn't recognize. They looked like bandits....very angry bandits.
"This is for the commoners!" One of them shouted. They were just reaching the road, and running towards the men with horses. The people in black were drawing their swords and daggers. I watched as they raced towards the soldiers, who were drawing their swords. CRASH!!! Two of the swords banged together. The young man who I guessed was the Prince started towards one of the bandits, but a man in armor stopped him. He didn't want the Prince to get injured. As soon as the man let go of the Prince's arm, I saw his head fly off. Not pleasant.
The soldiers were outnumbered, and getting beat. Most of the corpses littering the ground belonged to the soldiers. There were only about three bandit deaths. Finally the only ones standing were the Prince and some bandits. The bandits were advancing on him hungrily. The gleam of death shone in their eyes. He may be a prince and an excellent swordsman, but there was no way that he could kill off all those bandits on his own.
Suddenly a shout rang out into the town. Before I knew what I was doing I had grabbed two of my hidden daggers from my clothes and rushed out to the Prince's aid. WOOSH!!! Two of the bandits were dead, and I was finding more daggers while the attackers looked around stupidly.
I dodged a sword thrust and slit another man's throat. I was splattered with blood. The Prince had killed 3 bandits in their confusion. I reached for my last dagger. Just then I felt something sharp in my side and I immediately got dizzy and lightheaded. But I had to go on. I looked down to see how bad my wound was when I saw a blue flash of light. I thought it came from my necklace, but I fell unconscious before I could be sure........
I awoke in a cart. Well, I thought it was a cart because of all the bouncing and jumbling of the thing. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't. I felt a sharp pain in my side. I reached down and felt a bandage going around my torso. Then I tried to lift my head. I saw a man with brown hair sitting in the corner of the cart, sleeping. I recognized him as the Prince.....now what was his name.....Alex? Anthony? Oh yeah, it's Andrew. Prince Andrew. His expensive clothing was ripped and had both mud and blood splattered all over it.
I tried to pull myself into a sitting position. I scooted back to the rear of the cart, and, leaning myself against it, was able to sit up. The Prince, hearing my efforts, woke with a jerk. He looked around, as if he didn't know where he was. Seeing me, he said, "Thank you for saving me out there. If it wasn't for you I'd be dead right now."
I didn't know what to say to him "Umm, thanks, I guess," I said uncomfortably.
"So what's your name? I'm Andrew," he told me.
"I'm Cassia. And aren't you the Prince?"
He sighed, "Yes, when I can't avoid it." He looked sad for a moment. "So do you have any clue where we are or where we're headed?"
"No. I was hoping you would know that, your Majesty," I said.
"I don't know either. But it looks like we're headed back to Frell, judging by the farmland. And please call me Andy." I had no clue where we were. I had never been out of Jenn in my whole life, other than when I lived at the Fairy Palace. But that didn't even seem like of importance anymore-I hadn't been there for so long. "Wait a minute while I ask the driver," he said. He got up and turned around. I heard muffled conversation.
Finally the Prince turned around. "Well, Cassia, we're headed for the Palace of Kyrria, in Frell. We should be there by tonight."
"But Andy, how did I get here? Last thing I knew I slitting some bandit's throats. Why am I here?" I said.
"I'm getting to that. What I remember is someone charging towards the bandits after all my knights got killed. That must've been you. Then I saw you killing them off like flies. I killed a few. But where did you learn to fight like that?"
"I'll tell you when you finish your story. What happened next?" I prompted.
"Well, then you got a sword jabbed into your side. You fell unconscious, and I was able to kill the two bandits that were still alive. Next I directed the townspeople to clean your wound. I don't remember much after that.
"But when I asked the driver he said that I fainted. He was told to take two horses and a cart and take us back to Frell, where we'd get properly cleaned up. He also said that he'd never seen anyone fight as well as you do. Now how did you learn to fight?"
"A townsperson taught me. He was the owner of the local inn, and he taught me a few moves to defend myself." I neglected to mention that I often needed to use those move on guards after I'd been caught picking pockets. Very rarely was I caught, but it happened occasionally. "Some I made up, some I saw others do and I taught myself how to do them," I said.
"Wow. You're super with daggers. Well, I guess you should get some sleep. You lost a lot of blood from you injury. I don't want you getting sick," the Prince said.
Obediently I lay down. My last thoughts were, Wow, he's definitely the nicest person I've met. I hope I get to know him better! With that I drifted off to sleep.
That's the end of chapter one folks. More will come out as soon as I can....and if you people like it enough :::looks up hopefully, sees people booing, chucks her computer out the window::: Oh well I tried.