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Anyway, I give you chapter five and six of my first internettuploaded story, Growing up in Haven City, (and yeah, review please:))
CHAPTER 5
THE RESCUE
Haven City: 208 years. Month four
Maria
I was tired, hungry and completely exhausted, but I couldn't stop now!
What I really wanted was just to leave the city and move to a quiet place on the country.
Unfortunately, after the metal heads came there was no such thing as a quiet place on the country, hardly a quiet place in the city!
I would have been nice to be able to go to another city, anywhere where I wouldn't have to see Cedrik or Ronny ever again.
But we could not leave the city, the crimson guards would never let us, so all we could do was to find a place they wouldn't find us.
"Can we stop now? We've been walking the whole day" asked Kate.
"Fine, a small break" I said.
Kate sat down into a hole that had appeared when the baron stopped the maintenance of the poorest part of the city.
"This is not working" she said, sounding very tired, "why can't we just find a place to live around here?"
"There are crimson guards all over the section" I said, "We have to keep moving".
"There are crimson guards all over the city mom!" Kate complained, "We can't get away from them! Why not stop here? They probably wouldn't come looking in the slums anyway!"
Maybe she was right or maybe not. Maybe the guards would give up? They couldn't search forever could they?
But were could we go? We couldn't just move in just like that.
"This is not working, maybe we should go back" I said.
Kate got up, "we can't! I refuse to go back!" she said angry.
I tried to get up, tried to walk, but I quickly fell over, I was too tired.
"Mom! Are you ok?" Kate asked and sat down next to me.
"I can't go on Kate" I said to her, "you're a big girl now, save yourself"
"No! Not without you!" she was crying, I didn't look at her, I didn't want to.
"It's you they're after!" I said, "You're the only one who can reclaim the throne! When the baron is gone you have to rebuild the city".
"I don't want to" Kate cried, "I won't make it alone! I can get help! There must be someone around"
"Fine, just go find them" I said, "I'm staying; go find some nice elves who can look after you. Forget me"
"No way" said Kate, "I can't, and I won't. You can't stay here!"
"Just leave, Kate" I said, "I'll manage."
Kate stood still a couple of seconds, then I heard fast steps and I knew she had run away.
I just stayed there on the street with my suitcase beside me, it was covered with dirt, and same was all my clothes.
My hair, that used to be clear blond, had stripes of muddy water; my face was covered with tears and earth.
I sat like that for a while, in a blind alley in Haven City's slums, and I waited. Waited for what? I don't know, but I was not expecting what arrived.
Only half an hour after Kate had left I heard steps, I turned around to see who it was.
A man was standing before me.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Who are you?" I said confused.
A girl appeared behind the man, a girl I knew all to well.
"This is Jake Sentinel" said Kate, "He was a teacher at my school, he came to help you"
CHAPTER 6
CRIMSON SCHOOL
Haven City: still 208 years after founding, month four
Ashelin
"You're going to love it! It's the best school in the world!"
We were on the air train moving towards the notorious crimson school
Erol talked about it as if it was a new amusement park or something, he sat on my right side, on the left was my mom, and next to her again Erol and Cornelius mom, Karla.
Cornelius was sitting next to his brother, for the moment he was busy shooting the wall with his water gun. He didn't show any interest in the conversation.
We had been driving in fifteen minutes and he still hadn't said a word.
"What's so cool about it anyway?" I asked, "Are you allowed to shoot at teachers with water guns or something?"
"Ha ha, very funny" said Erol, "You can't shoot the teachers, that's one of the things that got mister gun-lover here thrown out (he pointed at Cornelius) But we can shoot at these really cool models of metal heads with real guns!"
I thought about mentioning Cornelius wasn't half as gun-loving as Erol but decided not to, he would just keep on talking anyway.
After what I had hears (both from Erol and others) this school did not sound like the coolest of anything, most of the kids had been forced to go by their parents or the crimson guards (following my fathers orders)
Of course some refused, many of them lived in the slums, parts of the city my father had ignored for years and as a result of that these sections had fallen apart.
Rumours said there was an underground movement hiding in that area, but they were few and were no threat to the crimson guards (unfortunately), Erol had said he was going to kill them all.
I couldn't help but worry about him sometimes.
Since he went to the crimson school he had changed from an annoying little kid and seemed more... murderous. I had often heard him talking about how he would save the city in the past, words like knocking out, defeat and exterminate (last one used in sentences involving metal heads), but I had never heard him use the word kill before, at least not about another elves.
After a short while, Cornelius got sick of shooting the wall and the water beam hit Erol in the middle of his face.
"Hey! Watch it kid! When I become crimson guard commander you're gonna wish you never messed with me!" Erol said angry.
"I'm so scared, what are you going to do? Send a bunch of morons to lock me up?" Cornelius asked, "Or are you going to expel me out to the wasteland?"
"That would be nice, just imagine how easy it would be knocking you into a hole of dark eco and make it seem like an accident" said Erol, "But that would be unnecessary of course, the metal heads would kill you in a matter of seconds"
"And what about the inhabitants of Spargus?"
Erol looked at his brother as if he had just suggested he would be saved by the Easter Bunny in Santa's sleight driven by flying yacows.
"Spargus is a rumour brother, it doesn't exist" he said, "no one! Not even those silly wastelanders can survive outside the walls in long terms and none the less live there!"
"You know Haven City was wasteland before the city was build too right?" said Cornelius, "it took ten years after the first metal head attack before the building of the city walls was even started, and I think it's obvious the elven kind did not go extinct during that time"
For once, Erol couldn't find an answer.
"Someone has done their homework" i said, Erol just snorted.
"You don't need homework to be a warrior" he said, sounding very annoyed,"Still, the elves in the past couldn't protect their villages. That sandy village only lased an our before all the inhabitants was even killed or had fled"
"The "sandy village" in question was Sandover genius, even you should know that" said Cornelius, "and a nearby village, Rock Village survived for years, I heard Mar grew up there. Besides, there were some elves that still stayed in the ruins of Sandover, and how about Seaside? It still exists today!"
"Shout up and watch where you are driving" said Erol grumpy, a stupid advice since Cornelius, like the rest of us, was a passenger and did not drive.
"He hates it when I'm better than him" Cornelius whispered, "Do you want to know how long it took to build Haven City?"
"Maybe later" I said, hoping he would forget it.
Finally we arrived at school.
It looked more like a fortress to me, a huge prison, complete with barbed wire on top of the stone walls that were as big as the city walls, and a huge gate guarded with at least five mean-looking guards.
Erol and I said goodbye to our mothers and Cornelius, (well, I did, Erol just run through the gate as if it would close any second), I would give anything to change place with Cornelius or Kate right now.
I had a strong feeling this would be the start of the worst period of my life.
