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Intro:
As the wind swirled around her causing her silky black hair to whip and twirl around her face, Cassie wondered where the hell it had all gone wrong, she looked out across the burning plane, all the people running and screaming their faces nothing more but a blur, a streak as they ran in desperation to get away from the hell that was coming to their village. The fire that they had started had reached the village, just as they had planned, the crackling, and popping of the flames as it burned down the village caused Cassie’s stomach to lurch, and as her sickness spewed out of her mouth, she thought, “how the ******** am I gonna save these people?” She wiped her mouth and took a drink of the blue liquid that was in her canteen, her body came back to its senses, she took a deep breath, and stared across the horizon looking for what she knew was coming, she opened her eyesight farther, and she finally saw them about 10miles away, she saw them crawling along the rocks, sniffing at the ground, with their faces of scared leather, fangs as sharp as razors, their eyes glowing red, they were coming for them. No they were coming for them because of her. Cassie took the silver blades from the holster strapped on her back and began to swing them around in her hands…Swish..swoosh..swish…she kept her eyes at the horizon, 5 miles now, they were fast. She now could count how many was coming twenty, twenty of them were coming to this small village because of her. She knew she wouldn’t be able to save all of them, she had told them to run, pack the essentials and get the hell out of their, only a small handful listened, the rest that stayed were now running in hysterics, coughing and hacking from the black smoke that was immolating from the fiery wreckage that was once their homes. As Cassie looked across at this carnage of homes, a small tear trickled down her cheek as she remembered its beauty, and splendor… The green grass that glistened in the sun, the colorful shacks with their gold and purple hues… all was gone, lost. Two miles, just two miles away were these creatures, the demons of hell, that were coming to claim its soul. She began to walk down the path, Cassie was going to greet them, she thought to herself, “It’s a good day to die…”
Chapter 1
Cassie slowly opened her eyes, stretching and yawning. “Damn,” She looked at her clock, “6am comes way to freaking soon.” She heard the light footsteps of her foster mom coming down the hallway. She threw off the covers and hopped out of bed, she scratched her head as she looked around her room, “Hmmm…what to wear..” Slowly she stood up giving her body one last good stretch, and walked to her closet, looking into the full length mirror that hung from the door she looked at her self, pushing her long black hair behind her ears, her eyes were blue today, they seemed to pounce back and forth between green, blue, then violet, her friends called her a chameleon, it became a game with them, “What color will her eyes be today?” They took bets.
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