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Erroneous Sands

Chapter One : The Beginning Invasion

The ground shook with horrible tremors, each one coursing up their legs like spasms, rattling their bones and causing them to fall to the ground, unable to keep balance. Once on the ground they were lucky if they weren't immediately crushed by mass amounts of rubble and concrete. Sounds of dishes breaking and glass smashing resounded throughout the entire palace as screams of terror harmonized with the horrifying tunes. The music made was glorious to the invaders; who kept playing the instruments louder and louder until the pitch was even more satisfying. Yet it never seemed to be perfect.

The reason they had come was unknown, Jupiter had always been a tranquil place, at ease with all other planets and societies. After all, they were part of the Silver Alliance. But maybe that was the reason they were attacked: They held too much power. It was the largest planet in the solar system, part of the Silver Alliance, and on top of that the king was one of the strongest warriors in the entire galaxy and his wife by far one of the strongest women. Jupiter was almost perfect, as all of the other planets in the Silver Alliance were. And that was what the problem was.

First they appeared in the southern hemisphere of the planet, creating a huge hurricane of never ending red wind, destroying many homes and lives. Though with Jupiter being so big, it hardly made a dent in the population size. Still that didn't ease the king's fears, however, his advisor told him not to worry and the king trusted his advisor with his life, so worry much he did not. The next indication of invasion was when the two Boundary Rocks were destroyed. The Boundary Rocks were large spherical rocks that created a dome shield around the entire Silver Alliance, keeping all enemies out. Until this one struck. The first Boundary Rock, the one that floated between the vast space of Pluto and Mercury, was completely disintegrated. The Boundary Rock between Jupiter and Mars however, was not. Bits of rock cluttered the space between them which caused communication problems with the other planets; the air around the planet was full of energy from the Boundary Rock that it was impossible to reach the different planets for help. And the new wall of rocks between Mars and Jupiter didn't make it any better.

So the King called upon all of his men able and willing to fight for their planet and headed out to meet the enemy head on, leaving his wife and some of the other women and men warriors to defend the women, children and cowardly men. The Queen had not seen her husband for what seemed like eons but which had only been hours. She had a strong feeling that he was still alive for she could feel his aura but she wondered how he was fairing and if he had made the transaction, sent their daughter to a different planet so that she could live her life to its fullest and hopefully someday fulfill her destiny. The Queen continued to try to yell over all of the sounds and voices, urging people to go to the emergency pods where they could launch into space flee the crumbling planet.

She grasped the edge of the table as another horrible quake shook her body weary. She couldn't understand how this could have possibly happened. An explosion burst through a nearby wall and sent her careening to the floor, her bow sliding inches from her grasp. A soft groan escaped the Queens lips as her palms and face met with the cold, unforgiving palace floors. Her eyes began to droop and everything around her began to fuzz at the edges, shapes became distorted as her brain kept sending her the same message: Sleep…sleep…

The message was cut short as she was yanked up from the ground by a strong arm, her wrist and waist caught in an iron grip as her cheek was slapped lightly. Her vision cleared and her husband was staring down at her, worried. His face was dirty and streams of blood cascaded down from where his long auburn hair began. No longer held back by its usual clasp, his hair stuck to him, matted with blood and sweat. His wife never thought he looked more beautiful. This was his element; this was what made him what he was today. This was what made him a King. She was happy he wasn't too hurt.

"Don't fall out on me now," he was whispering to her, holding her close and trying to keep her steady as another tremor shook the already crumbling palace. She couldn't possibly understand how he was still standing, for the ground shook so hard. He wiped the top of her head where she was sure she felt blood and continued to hold her up as the ground shook again. The tremors were becoming more and more often, the frequency beginning to disturb the royalty, for it could only mean that their efforts so far were futile.

"It's no use," she whispered softly, her hand coming up to stroke his cheek, where a spike of black symbolized his stature of royal blood. "We've done all we can." Usually this was not something that would ever have been uttered from her lips. But they were losing men fast and they needed to preserve all of the lives that they could. The only thing to do now was to put everyone in pods and send them to other planets to live. There was nothing more that they could do to help their people.

Her husband glared down at her angrily, his amber eyes dancing with a fiery passion Strands of his wavy hair tickled her cheeks and he bent over her, and all she wanted for her last few moments alive was to be held in his arms. "Don't say that!" he growled as another quake shook the palace. Lifting her up bridal style, with ease, he rushed her out of the palace after grabbing her bow. It wasn't safe inside for the ceiling could collapse at any moment. "We can still win, we're still alive. If we could just get all of the people to the pods…"

She sighed. He could be so stubborn in times of war. She idly, and strangely, wondered if that was a trait that would be passed on to their daughter. She had been born not long ago, a few months before their current condition. The Queen wondered if her husband had made the deal. "The transaction?" she asked. He nodded slowly as he set her down on her feet and handed her the bow.

"All went well, they agreed to the plan. Our successors and daughter will hide there until the illusion begins to fade, they then will return to rebuild."

At the word successors the Queen cringed. Why did they have to hide their daughter's identity? Couldn't they hide her and then have she be told of who she truly was? She stared at him sadly. "But…" tears began to slide down her creamy cheeks. "But our daughter…" The King took his tanned hand and brushed to tears from her gorgeous face. He shut his eyes to try and refrain from letting his emotions show.

Gripping her arms tight he said, "It's all that can be done, love. Now, we cannot betray our people, come, we must fight."

Gulping down her welled up tears and sighing a sigh of defeat she nodded and fumbled to grab and arrow from her back, the quiver positioned and ready. "Let's go."

He looked at her warily. Pushing her bangs from her vision he looked straight into the depths of her emerald eyes and paused, hand resting on her cheek. With a wavering voice he spoke. "Will you be alright?" Slowly but surely she nodded. And that was enough of an answer for him. Giving her a peck on the lips he drew his already black bloodstained sword and headed towards the battle field. As her husband was leaving the Queen panicked and grabbed his arm. She looked into his eyes and her lip began to quiver. This was the last time she'd ever see him, the last time she would stare into his vibrant amber eyes, feel his toned, tanned skin, hear his deep but loving voice… it was all too much. Without as much as a word spoken he understood. Putting his sword back in its sheath he grasped her soft cheeks within his palms and placed a soul searing kiss onto her waiting lips. She could taste the copper taste of blood within his mouth but it hardly bothered her. This was the last kiss they would share alive and she knew it, as did he. Reluctantly they ever so slowly pulled away.

"I'll see you in the after life, love," she mumbled onto his lips. He didn't respond and she didn't expect him to. Abruptly he pulled apart from her, turned his back and promptly ran away towards the battle field. It was something she expected so the Queen thought nothing of it. It was just him and his ego. She knew that he was crying. Giving a final sigh she ran in the opposite direction as her love, yet still towards the battlefield.

Maybe it was because it was her last day alive but as she was running the Queen began to wonder about what her daughter's life would be like. Strangely enough, she wondered if her daughter would be more useful with a sword, like her father, or a bow and arrow, like herself. So many things she wanted to teach her, say to her… swallowing down more tears the Queen knocked an arrow and aimed for the heart of the biggest demon she could see. She lowered her bow to her side as she quickly looked behind her. Tears welled up once more as she began hoping that her husband could fight with her side by side. But she knew the pain would be too much for the both of them if they saw the other fall to their almost certain death.

"Well," she said to herself, bringing her arrow up once more and aiming. "Goodbye, fair world," focusing her eyes she pulled back, her target standing high above everything else, "goodbye dear daughter," and launched her arrow.

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Ok! So that's the beginning (of course, what else would it be). Sorry for the shortness, the chapterswill be longer later on andI promise that the title will makes sense though it might be way, way later on in the story. I hope you like itso far and feel free to drop a review of course they're always wanted. Constructive criticism is welcome as well.

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