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  • The Vengeful Child's Blade. Content Warning.

    PROLOGUE seventeen years ago . . . The rain was pouring, and the faint sound of bare feet slapping against wet stone echoed against the close-built houses. Her breath came out in desperate pants as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her. Still weak from recently giving birth, she held her bundled-up child close to her chest, the wool blanket quickly becoming soaked with the rain. She was in trouble, a LOT of trouble. When she was younger, she joined a group, a group of thieves and murderers. Back then, she didn't fully understand what she was doing, and by the time she realized that what she was doing was very wrong, it was too late to turn back. There was this one guy, though, who helped her at least avoid going on raids, which meant everything to her. But, as these stories usually go, they end up falling for each other, which breaks one of the most important rules of the group. Members are not allowed to form relationships with other members, love creates weakness, and weakness will destroy us. Their love grew and grew, and a tiny, wailing gift, was the result of it. Unfortunately, shortly after finding out she was pregnant, they were found out, and all hell broke loose. The leader sent for them, but she was already gone. With the help of the man she loved, she was able to escape and hide in a hospital for the entire nine months. She had many close calls, for some members of the group checked in on the hospital nearly daily, but she was able to find a hiding spot, although it got harder and harder as she got bigger. unfortunately, not even three days after she gave birth, she was found, the nurses "accidentally" made a big mess, blocking the members, making it so she could get away. It didn't take long for the leader to find her, he started to follow her, slowly creeping closer. She ran hard and fast, arriving at an orphanage, where she left the child at the doorstep. She ran in a different direction, down a dark alley, hoping to lead them away from her child. It was a mistake, for she ran straight into the leader... and his blade. Her gasp was silent as she took a few steps back, the sword sliding out of her chest with a wet, bloody squelch. Her body fell to the floor, and her last whispery words were of a prophecy...

    By Abigail Lyle2 years ago in Chapters