Yes, they are still in the Arwing if you would like to know!
Ok, this chapter is going to be one of the characters we haven't got into
enough, that's right, Krystal! Let's start!
Krystal turned and tossed in the pilot's seat. She started to see something that she had long forgotten, but the most peaceful day of her past, and maybe, the most hurtful too. 'Dad, who's coming to the castle again? A young Krystal asked as she tugged on the sleeve of her father.
"Well dear, it's not your future husband, but I think whoever they are that they're here for some good news for us" said a burly fox about age 30 who was wearing all red. "But just in case, why don't you just stay here," he father said as he was starting to have second thoughts. She watched him travel down the hallway to the big double doors which had made a loud creak that day, from what, she didn't know, but she had to close her eyes just to think of what it sounded like. But after that, she heard a sound no one can forget, she heard a blade, a six inch long one, cut threw flesh and then it was shortly followed by the sound of someone choking on their own blood. Father! She cried when she opened her eyes.
Making her way down the hallway, she was able to see a siloet come her way with a knife covered with blood in his hand and she shrieked. What was she going to do? But, before she knew it, she pulled out a staff that had been given to her when she was born and hit him right in the crotch with it. Almost on contact, he fell to his knees before her. She soon dogged the man and made her way to her father. Father, Father! Was her only distress cry she could think of at the moment? When she got there, it horrified her so much she would never forget it. Her father lay on the floor with his neck slit open, his robes were soaking with his own blood and his mouth was full of it too. She didn't know how long she had cried that night at all, she must've cried for at least an hour before leaning of something else, something terribly worse, ' but she had forgotten that, she had also forgotten what was so happy about that day too. Waking up, she shook her head and looked at her surroundings.
They didn't seem much different from when she had left them, but, they did seem different. Maybe because they were moving. Sighing, she turned around and stared at her captive that was now asleep.
"I don't mean to do anything to harm you, body or soul," she whispered," I just want to find the one thing that can bring me out of what you call depression." After that, everything grew quite; the only thing that could be heard was the roaring of the endings in the back. Staring at him, she began to think, what was he dreaming of? She had remembered that when they had first gotten on to this ship that he had been tossing around, like if he was in a nightmare or something. But, what would he know about nightmares? She knew more about them than anyone.
"Your life was probably perfect before I came along, I'm sorry if I was a cause for any pain," she whispered to him. Why was she doing this? She didn't know, it just felt right, maybe because she was a princess and they are not supposed to act this way so that's why she was doing this. Whatever the reason, she was doing this. Maybe, he reminded her of, no that would be impossible. Sure, he did show qualities like him but other than that. Shaking her head, she just turned around and drifted into an endless pit of thought.
'Why couldn't defend my father if I had defended myself? And what about Inutepete? Do they both forgive me for what I have done? What if they haven't?' she wondered, starting to drift off into dream world again. She then found herself in a dark room, with a light in front of her. All she could muster up to say was "Father".
Ok, I know that that was short, but I'm tired. I just hope that everyone had enjoyed it !
Krystal turned and tossed in the pilot's seat. She started to see something that she had long forgotten, but the most peaceful day of her past, and maybe, the most hurtful too. 'Dad, who's coming to the castle again? A young Krystal asked as she tugged on the sleeve of her father.
"Well dear, it's not your future husband, but I think whoever they are that they're here for some good news for us" said a burly fox about age 30 who was wearing all red. "But just in case, why don't you just stay here," he father said as he was starting to have second thoughts. She watched him travel down the hallway to the big double doors which had made a loud creak that day, from what, she didn't know, but she had to close her eyes just to think of what it sounded like. But after that, she heard a sound no one can forget, she heard a blade, a six inch long one, cut threw flesh and then it was shortly followed by the sound of someone choking on their own blood. Father! She cried when she opened her eyes.
Making her way down the hallway, she was able to see a siloet come her way with a knife covered with blood in his hand and she shrieked. What was she going to do? But, before she knew it, she pulled out a staff that had been given to her when she was born and hit him right in the crotch with it. Almost on contact, he fell to his knees before her. She soon dogged the man and made her way to her father. Father, Father! Was her only distress cry she could think of at the moment? When she got there, it horrified her so much she would never forget it. Her father lay on the floor with his neck slit open, his robes were soaking with his own blood and his mouth was full of it too. She didn't know how long she had cried that night at all, she must've cried for at least an hour before leaning of something else, something terribly worse, ' but she had forgotten that, she had also forgotten what was so happy about that day too. Waking up, she shook her head and looked at her surroundings.
They didn't seem much different from when she had left them, but, they did seem different. Maybe because they were moving. Sighing, she turned around and stared at her captive that was now asleep.
"I don't mean to do anything to harm you, body or soul," she whispered," I just want to find the one thing that can bring me out of what you call depression." After that, everything grew quite; the only thing that could be heard was the roaring of the endings in the back. Staring at him, she began to think, what was he dreaming of? She had remembered that when they had first gotten on to this ship that he had been tossing around, like if he was in a nightmare or something. But, what would he know about nightmares? She knew more about them than anyone.
"Your life was probably perfect before I came along, I'm sorry if I was a cause for any pain," she whispered to him. Why was she doing this? She didn't know, it just felt right, maybe because she was a princess and they are not supposed to act this way so that's why she was doing this. Whatever the reason, she was doing this. Maybe, he reminded her of, no that would be impossible. Sure, he did show qualities like him but other than that. Shaking her head, she just turned around and drifted into an endless pit of thought.
'Why couldn't defend my father if I had defended myself? And what about Inutepete? Do they both forgive me for what I have done? What if they haven't?' she wondered, starting to drift off into dream world again. She then found herself in a dark room, with a light in front of her. All she could muster up to say was "Father".
Ok, I know that that was short, but I'm tired. I just hope that everyone had enjoyed it !