Rose
~ Born in a time of war, her father was sworn to kill her, the mother she never knew and the past she took to her grave ~
INTRODUCTION:
An armored hand gripped tightly onto the bed railing of an old cabin located in Ancient Sardis, a country that used to be what are now Serdio and Tiberora.
"This is a curse from a demon." The husband growled. "The Black Hawk signals so. That child must be killed or it will bring a curse upon our people."
"No! How can a child bring forth a curse?" The mother demanded. Her arms went protectively about her stomach. "This child will be born and if you let it die, it will bring more of a curse unto our hearts than any Wingly superstition."
"Don't mock our lords, Hannah. We will obey them at all costs."
"What cost is a child's life to you? Jack?" Jack frowned and slapped his wife across her cheek.
"There is no cost in a demon!" Hannah's pale face and dark hair was illuminated from the fire in the fireplace. Her bright blue eyes were suddenly filled with fear and despair at the sight of her husband. Both of them were slaves to the Winglies. They were born as slaves and would forever work for their lives. The Winglies were hard souls and filled humans with the terror of legends and the worst was the Black Hawk, a said to be unholy soul that haunted the hearts of woman. If a child was born under the Black Hawk's flight, it, the parents and the whole town would be slaughtered in order to be cleansed.
The scar across Jack's eyes bled as he frowned hard at Hannah.
"Don't you understand? If our masters discover that our only child was born under the flight of the Black Hawk then we will all be killed!" It was hard to be brave when your only husband hated everyone and everything. Especially when his hateful spirit constantly abused you.
"Jack, this child will be born. I will give up my life if I have to any dignity I have left, but this child will be born." Jack hit her again across her jaw line and smiled at the blood seeping from her skin and left the cabin, with the door slamming behind him.
Hannah saw him leave with the same heartless actions that she was always given. She breathed deeply and reached for a dishcloth on her bedside table. At first the tears came slowly and then she wept silently and laid herself on her bed.
"It will be alright my dear." She said rubbing her stomach. "I will protect you at all costs." A doubtful tear ran down her cheek and she began to wonder how she could save her only child when the entire world stood against her. This was her destiny, to give birth to this soul who would bring peace to the lives of humans. That she was sure.
"You will be born." She said assuring herself and the child inside of her. "You will be born."
* ssp47's corner * Yes this is a short chapter (I guess you could call it that) but this came up on the top of my head and the chapters will get longer. Anyway if you like it please Review.
~ Born in a time of war, her father was sworn to kill her, the mother she never knew and the past she took to her grave ~
INTRODUCTION:
An armored hand gripped tightly onto the bed railing of an old cabin located in Ancient Sardis, a country that used to be what are now Serdio and Tiberora.
"This is a curse from a demon." The husband growled. "The Black Hawk signals so. That child must be killed or it will bring a curse upon our people."
"No! How can a child bring forth a curse?" The mother demanded. Her arms went protectively about her stomach. "This child will be born and if you let it die, it will bring more of a curse unto our hearts than any Wingly superstition."
"Don't mock our lords, Hannah. We will obey them at all costs."
"What cost is a child's life to you? Jack?" Jack frowned and slapped his wife across her cheek.
"There is no cost in a demon!" Hannah's pale face and dark hair was illuminated from the fire in the fireplace. Her bright blue eyes were suddenly filled with fear and despair at the sight of her husband. Both of them were slaves to the Winglies. They were born as slaves and would forever work for their lives. The Winglies were hard souls and filled humans with the terror of legends and the worst was the Black Hawk, a said to be unholy soul that haunted the hearts of woman. If a child was born under the Black Hawk's flight, it, the parents and the whole town would be slaughtered in order to be cleansed.
The scar across Jack's eyes bled as he frowned hard at Hannah.
"Don't you understand? If our masters discover that our only child was born under the flight of the Black Hawk then we will all be killed!" It was hard to be brave when your only husband hated everyone and everything. Especially when his hateful spirit constantly abused you.
"Jack, this child will be born. I will give up my life if I have to any dignity I have left, but this child will be born." Jack hit her again across her jaw line and smiled at the blood seeping from her skin and left the cabin, with the door slamming behind him.
Hannah saw him leave with the same heartless actions that she was always given. She breathed deeply and reached for a dishcloth on her bedside table. At first the tears came slowly and then she wept silently and laid herself on her bed.
"It will be alright my dear." She said rubbing her stomach. "I will protect you at all costs." A doubtful tear ran down her cheek and she began to wonder how she could save her only child when the entire world stood against her. This was her destiny, to give birth to this soul who would bring peace to the lives of humans. That she was sure.
"You will be born." She said assuring herself and the child inside of her. "You will be born."
* ssp47's corner * Yes this is a short chapter (I guess you could call it that) but this came up on the top of my head and the chapters will get longer. Anyway if you like it please Review.