AN: Hey! Just so you know this part is going to be a flashback around the
time of the war. OK! Hope you like! Oh, and if I never added a Disclaimer:
I don't own anything but the moonchildren and such things from my own
imagination. Without further ado, the story.
'War, the one thing that everyone can agree on. They agree to disagree. My family had been at war for...well, this would be the third day. I can't believe they won't let me fight. I'm stronger than all of them put together. But nooooo..not until your five Elizabeth. I HATE that name. I told them to call me Buffy, but will he listen; noooo. I'm glad that man died. If it didn't make mom so upset I would have danced from joy. I am free.
I've been hearing them fight for days. It's non-stop. Wounded come in, recently healed go out. That was the plan. But they don't even know what type of demon those things are. I know. I created them for Uncle Tom as a Christmas present. I didn't know he would use them against us.
They wouldn't listen when I tried to tell them. They still see me as the baby. I am no child. Just because I can't except my title they think I'm too young to understand responsibility. I know responsibility. She is the thing that bound my mother to my father. Not to mention she loved him, but according to her he changed. Oh well, like I said before, he's dead. Mom worked her magicks and trapped me in here. I can't get out 'til she lifts it. They're always yelling. Shouting. I can't take it '
Buffy flopped onto her gigantic bed in her gigantic room in her gigantic wing of her families gigantic palace. She was going to start reading when suddenly..
'Why is there no shouting? There all quiet. Oh no, what is going on'
She raced down the stairs until her mind caught up with her legs.
'What am I doing? I can just teleport.'
'Why would they be quiet? And why is there no wounded?'
As the princess stepped outside the palace she stood frozen.
'Oh god no'
AN: Continue flashback or not? Review with the answers! Thanks! G-Bye!
'War, the one thing that everyone can agree on. They agree to disagree. My family had been at war for...well, this would be the third day. I can't believe they won't let me fight. I'm stronger than all of them put together. But nooooo..not until your five Elizabeth. I HATE that name. I told them to call me Buffy, but will he listen; noooo. I'm glad that man died. If it didn't make mom so upset I would have danced from joy. I am free.
I've been hearing them fight for days. It's non-stop. Wounded come in, recently healed go out. That was the plan. But they don't even know what type of demon those things are. I know. I created them for Uncle Tom as a Christmas present. I didn't know he would use them against us.
They wouldn't listen when I tried to tell them. They still see me as the baby. I am no child. Just because I can't except my title they think I'm too young to understand responsibility. I know responsibility. She is the thing that bound my mother to my father. Not to mention she loved him, but according to her he changed. Oh well, like I said before, he's dead. Mom worked her magicks and trapped me in here. I can't get out 'til she lifts it. They're always yelling. Shouting. I can't take it '
Buffy flopped onto her gigantic bed in her gigantic room in her gigantic wing of her families gigantic palace. She was going to start reading when suddenly..
'Why is there no shouting? There all quiet. Oh no, what is going on'
She raced down the stairs until her mind caught up with her legs.
'What am I doing? I can just teleport.'
'Why would they be quiet? And why is there no wounded?'
As the princess stepped outside the palace she stood frozen.
'Oh god no'
AN: Continue flashback or not? Review with the answers! Thanks! G-Bye!