Genre: Fantasy, romance Summary: You had to get it no matter the cost. Part: Prologue/? So as promised I have a preview of the fanfic I'm writing. The title is still in the works... I can never make titles.... hahaha But here ya go. Hope you all like it so far. @Helixx @twistedPuppy @CreeTheOtaku @MandyNoona @lovetop @BBxGD @AbbyRamey @CrookedShadow @MadAndrea @SaraVanDorn @SugaOnTop If I missed you, just holler, and I'll add you to my list. I plan on updating once a week, maybe twice depending on how busy I am.
“Run! You have to run! I’ll fight him off.” You started to run. There was a clash of swords. Don’t look back, don’t look back. Risking the chance you looked back. There they were the two guys fighting so close to the edge of the cliff. Not sure who they are. They aren't of the same age either. The older guy was closer to the edge and no longer had his sword, but he was smiling. Why was he smiling? Within the moment of his foul smile the ground rumbled and they both fell off the cliff. “NO!!” you screamed. What is going on? Why am I screaming like this? You run over to the edge and look down. There he was. The younger holding himself up. With a closer look you saw that the older was hanging on to his feet. “Hold on I’ll get some help.” you say. “No, don’t it would be too late even if you did.” He said. What am I to do? I know that I can’t help him my self. But I could sure try. “Here give me your hand and I’ll pull you up.” you sounded so sure of myself. Tears were starting to fill your eyes. “It’s okay Y/N; you know I have to do this to get rid of him and to save you.” He said. “But, you can’t just go. I don’t know how to get back or to-” “You’ll be fine. I know that you can do it.” With that last sentence he let go of the edge and fell. You wake up startled and got out of bed and went to the closet. Standing there pondering what to wear. "I guess I could go with the velvet shoulder dress, very nice indeed." Putting your pink ballet shoes on and twirling your hair into a messy bun. You started walking down to the kitchen when you heard a noise. It was coming from your parents’ room. Leaning in to listen, “No George, I don’t want to tell her. She is still just a child” your mum said. I’m not a child, I’m 21. “But Maria, she has to know otherwise she will find out some other way.” your dad said. There was a scratching at the door. ”By gosh Sushi, stop it!” With that your dad opened the door and Sushi, your cat, ran out. “Y/N? What are you doing?” your Dad asked. “Well I was on my way to the kitchen but decided to see if you guys wanted eggs for breakfast?” You didn’t want them knowing that you had eavesdropped on their conversation, even though it was clear that you had. “Oh, well yes honey that would be nice.” your mum said. You started walking to the kitchen with Sushi at your feet meowing for food as well.