Short Story for English
May 10, 2016 12:58:24 GMT -5
Post by Salix on May 10, 2016 12:58:24 GMT -5
So for my English class we have to write a short story. I want some opinions on it, so I'll be putting my progress here. Please feel free to express any opinions you have on it! (including critique)
Now, some background info. This story is to be written following a Hero's Journey formula thing. It's supposed to be less than 10 pages, but that might be a bit hard haha. Oh, it's also lowkey fanfiction haha. (Rose x Kanaya from Homestuck as i am both Homestuck and rosemary trash) Some of the names have been changed.
A lone girl stood at the edge of a mountain. Wind shifted through her hair, tousling it. Wings, lavender with jade green tips were spread out behind her, fluttering occasionally. The girl looked out over the setting sun, down to the trees below. They seemed to call to her, beg her to fall, fall down, down, down. But she stayed, absentmindedly fingering the charm that wrapped around her neck.
She got the charm 5 days previous, as was the custom. Since then, she had memorized the shape, having stared at it for hours. It was jade green, the same color that resided in the tip of her wings. It was an M, with a swirly line crossing through the last line. The virgo symbol.
“Rosie, dear, it’s time!” her mother called. With a sigh, the girl began to walk down the path that led to the top of the mountain and to her home. It was a large house, completely white. It stuck out like a sore thumb among the pine trees that surrounded the home. She walked up to the house to face her mother.
“Do I really need to do this?” she wondered aloud.
“Of course you do, dearie! Don’t you want to find your soulmate?”
“Not particularly.”
“Oh Rose, everyone has to do it once they turn 17! Your birthday is tomorrow. You have one day to prepare. Ohhh, my little baby is going to be finding her soulmate!” her mother practically squealed. Rose rolled her eyes.
“Mother, I am not your little “baby” anymore. You said it yourself, I’ll be turning 17 tomorrow.” Rose stepped around her mother and entered the house, immediately going up to her room. It was getting late, and she had a long journey ahead of her, one that would likely take weeks. Months, even. People rarely found their soulmate easily.
The next day, Rose awoke early. The sun was just barely beginning to rise. She quickly got dressed and went downstairs to see her mother already up. She mumbled a hello when she noticed her.
“Aren’t you excited, Rosie?” her mother asked.
“I suppose,” she grumbled in return. Her mother gave a small huff of disapproval.
“Sweetie, Rosie dearest, you really should be more excited! It’s your special day!”
“And yet I likely won’t see my soulmate for weeks to come.” Her mother sighed.
“But you’ll be able to see them soon. Anyway, are you ready? You should leave soon.” Rose simply nodded. She grabbed her backpack-full of items she would need, such as clothes, food, and some money-and began to put it on. Backpacks were made in such a way that when you flew, the backpack didn’t get in the way. It made for easy traveling. Rose stuck her phone in her pocket, and began to get ready. She had a quick breakfast, and soon made her way back to the top of the mountain.
With a wave to her mother, who looked as though she were on the verge of tears, she jumped. Immediately, her wings snapped open and she began to fly. She was on her way to find her soulmate, whoever it may be.
About 15 minutes into her journey, she received a text. She slowed down, and saw that it was David texting her.
David: ready?
Rose: I’m already on my way. In fact, you’re just making it harder. It’s not easy flying and texting, you know.
David: whatever
David: hey maybe your soulmate will be someone as nerdy and verbose as you
Rose: One can only hope.
Rose: I had really best be on my way. I think I know where to go. I had a dream last night that told me more or less what the place my soulmate is at looks like.
David: alright
David: good luck
Rose: Thank you.
Rose put her phone away and continued flying. She felt a yearning, a longing in her heart that told her the direction to go.
She had a feeling of where to go. Of course she would. She had a dream that night, a dream that told her where to go. It had been awfully vague though. She didn’t even get to see what her soulmate looked like. At least she knew where to go.
For the first few hours, all was peaceful. By the 4th, things changed. Before Rose knew it, she was in the midst of a storm. Wind tossed along her sides, rain lashed against her skin. She had to find shelter, and fast. She flew down to the earth and found herself in the middle of a forest, no town in sight. Heaving a sigh, she began to walk and look for somewhere to stay. Before long, she found a small cave. She walked toward it cautiously and peered in, trying to see if anything was there. As was expected, she couldn’t see anything.
Shrugging, she went in. Didn’t seem like anyone was here, much to her relief. She sat down on the stony floor and gazed out into the forest, her knees bunched up against her, arms on top. She listened to the pounding of the rain, the booming of thunder, and the crackling of lightning. Normally, she’d have loved the sound. Rain always brought a comfort that she couldn’t find elsewhere. Normally, she’d be safe at home, snuggled under some blankets. But alas, such was not the case, and likely wouldn’t be for a while yet. Joy. For now, she was cold. She thought about getting out the jacket that was in her backpack, but decided against it.
Eventually, Rose slipped into sleep. When she awoke, the rain had stopped. She walked out and looked around. Puddles were everywhere. Water slipped down the tree’s leaves and onto the forest floor below. Everything was wet, so wet. She flew up and looked down briefly before looking back up. Which way was she to go? Rose closed her eyes and thought for a moment, before beginning to feel the tug that had by now grown familiar. She began flying in that direction, wind flowing through her hair, wings beating strongly behind her. Her eyes were closed, enjoying the feel of the setting sun on her face. Perhaps she could get used to this.
Rose had been traveling for a few more hours until it got dark. Yet she persisted, wanting to continue. She had to admit, this was all rather exciting. Different, but exciting.
She continued flying until it got really dark. She sighed, but then began flying down. She stumbled in the dark. She couldn’t see a thing. Great. She got her phone out and turned it on, using the light to guide her. She was in a forest, again. How far did the forest stretch out?
Rose walked in the dark for a moment more, looking around for something, when a noise caught her attention. She whirled around, facing the direction the noise had come from, shining the light from her phone. Nothing was there. Eyes narrowed, the girl began to head hesitatingly toward the noise before a noise to the right of her sounded. She turned and managed to catch a few wisps of smoke before all was clear. She started walking in the same direction she had been going, her steps more cautious. Her phone shined in different directions, trying to see if she could find something, a clue as to who was following her.
She had a vague idea. She’s read stories. A lot of stories are written by those searching for their soulmates. There’s something out there that tries to stop people. Sometimes it succeeds. Sometimes it doesn’t. Most of the time it does. Rose didn’t have much fighting experience. She hadn’t even brought a weapon, having none to bring. She had needles, but what good that be against something that could teleport at a moment's glance? Maybe it would just leave her alone…
Yeah, right. As if.
Immediately, she feels a howl that sounds so, so close to her ear. She turns and once more is met with wisps of smoke. She grunts in frustration. She stands, turning in a circle. She got her needles out, pointing with one hand while the other held her phone. She was worried. Scared, even, she had to admit. More people were lost to the...the thingthan survived it. She refused to show her fear however. It could smell it.
Almost as if on cue, it shows up in front of her. Black, with long ears and a long snout. Sharp, pointy looking eyes stared down at her. A scar went down the left eye. Long, black wings stood behind. It held a sword in its hand, and looked prepared to strike. Rose lifted her own arm, threatening to try and slice him with it. Honestly though, what could she do? This thing could teleport. She was just a simple girl trying to find her soulmate!
At that moment, the thing striked. Rose just barely managed to dodge. She could feel the sword grazing against her side and shuddered. That had been close. Tooclose. She was going to have to be a lot more careful if she wanted to get past this...thing.
It was going to be hard to fight with one hand though. She had to see, but...what use would it be if she couldn’t even get an attack in? She took a deep breath and pocketed her phone, enclosing the two of them in darkness. Not even a sliver of light showed. From nearby, she could hear the sound that let her know it had teleported. Great. She had no idea where it could be.
At that, she felt the sound of a sword coming and quickly moved her needles to block the attack. The creature pushed down, trying to get past her needles, but Rose persisted. It eventually gave up. The two continued to battle, which mostly consisting of the thing attacking and Rose dodging. She knew that if she could just keep this up until sunrise, then she’d be fine. It only came at night.
By the time sunrise came, she was absolutely exhausted. She had managed to get a few hits in. As soon as the sun began to peek over the edge, the creature teleported away. Rose didn’t see any more of it. Breathing a sigh of relief, she sat on the ground. She had to keep going, she knew, but she just wanted to sit for a moment. She was going to have to get on the ground before it got dark if she wanted to avoid it when it became night again.
After a couple of hours of her resting, she began to head back out. She flew up, and continued. As more time passed as she flew, the feeling, the longing in her chest only began to grow. She was close, and she knew it.
Rose continued flying as noon began to approach. She was hungry, but she didn’t want to stop. What was once apprehension was now excitement. The thrill and rush of danger. She flew some more until the gnawing pain in her stomach only seemed to get worse. Maybe she could just stop for a little bit.
She flew down and realized she was no longer over a forest, but instead a plain. Everywhere she could see, there was grass. A few bushes littered the place as well, but it was mostly barren. She sat down on the ground and got her backpack out. She had some food, and now scarfed some of it down.
When she was finished, she continued flying. Before long, she could see something in the distance. As soon as she saw it, her charm began to glow. She had found it! The place where her soulmate was! She began to fly a little faster before stopping. Wait a second. This seemed easy. Too easy. She had found her soulmate, and had only encountered one enemy. In the books she had read, they always found at least 2 easy ones before coming across a huge, very difficult one. She had defeated-sort of-one enemy. Where was the other?
As if it read her thoughts, a shadow appeared over her head. She looked up, and felt the blood drain out of her face.
Oh.
There it is.
Above her, there is a large red ship. Standing on the front is a tall, tall girl with long legs and a thick, black mass of flowing hair. She has a countless number of jewelry, mostly rings, and what looks to be some kind of tiara on her head. She wears a black jumpsuit with stripes of fuschia along the sides. She jumps, large fuschia colored wings flapping behind her. She stands in front of you, a hand clamped around a golden trident.
“Hey, girl.” She flashes you a fanged smile. “Candace here to wreck your stuff up.” Immediately, you ready your needles, wondering how on earth are you going to defeat her? She seems to recognize this, as she begins to cackle. “And just what are those gonna do? Gonna stab me to death?”
“I may as well try,” Rose nearly growls. She aims her needles, ready to try and stab her-it’s the best she can do, after all-when a flash of light streaks toward Candace from the tip of one of her needles. She blinks in shock. What the-?! It lands on Candace’s side. A fizzing sound is made before it disappears, leaving a mark.
Well. That works.
Candace scowls before pointing her trident toward Rose. “Do that again and you won’t like what happens next.”
“I suppose I’ll have to take my chances.” She aims again and once more, a streak of light runs toward Candace, striking her once more. Candace begins to fly quicker, and aims her trident at Rose. Rose quickly dodges, but lets out a hiss of pain as she feels the trident scrape across her left shoulder, drawing a bit of blood. Candace lets out a cackle.
She aims again, this time pushing Rose down. It’s at this point that Rose realizes they’ve been going closer and closer to the ground. Her feet have begun to touch the grass below. She decides to just stop flying and lands on the ground. Candace has flown down to the ground as well.
The two continue battling, with Rose aiming her streaks of light at Candace, and Candace attacks her with her trident. She also occasionally deflects Rose’s attacks, aiming them back at her. By this point, Rose knows she’s losing. Candace is getting more hits in than she is, and she seems as though she is incredibly tough and very hard to kill. Or, at the very least, get her to go away. Candace has appeared in many stories, and nobody has managed to kill her. She has a fleeting thought of panic before suddenly, a choking noise above her sounds.
Candace has a sword through her chest.
Fuschia blood, the same color as her wings, is shown on the sword and the blood that spreads through Candace’s chest. She chokes again and begins to slowly fall. She coughs, blood flying out. She tries to stop herself from falling completely, holding a hand against the ground to stop herself from falling, but her hand gives way. She falls face first into the ground, showing a girl wearing a dark blue outfit standing victoriously over her. A blue cloth is wrapped around the handle of the sword.
The girl looks up at you, and her grim smile turns into a real one, full of excitement, but also a hint of darkness, as if she is just now realizing what she had done. “Go on, girl, go find your soulmate!” Rose stares in shock for a bit more, glancing from Candace to the girl before she flies away, following the longing in her heart. It’s gotten ever stronger, especially now that she knows where she’s going.
By this point, she’s reached the place where her soulmate is. Before her is a large, 5 story house completely encased in darkness. The sun was only just beginning to set. She begins to fly closer when a loud, trembling roar sounds. She looks down and feels her heart drop to her feat. There’s the final enemy.
It’s large, so large. And green. The thing is a dark green color, and seems to have a skull for a face. He looks incredibly tough, with greatly muscled arms and a peg leg.
Great. He’s already here. He always seems to already be here. What is with that guy and always already being here?
He roars again, flying up to Rose, beating large, bright green wings behind him. He has long, sharp claws that could tear through flesh easily. There’s no way she could beat him. She couldn’t even beat Candace, someone had to help her! Who was going to help her now? She was going to die here, so close and yet so far away from her soulmate.
She figured she may as well try to beat him. Maybe someone would come? Maybe he would give up? She doubted it, but there was no way she was going to go down without a fight. She aimed her needles and a spark of light attacked him, fizzing in a cloud of white smoke before disappearing. A small white mark showed on his arm. Rose striked countless more times as the skull creature slashed at her with its claws. She could feel blood dripping down from her arm where he had actually hit her. He was clumsy, and couldn’t move quickly, whereas Rose could dodge with ease. Maybe this would be easier than she thought.
Another strike. He missed.
Another. This one came to fruition, Rose realized, as she felt pain in her left side. She looks down and saw fresh blood seeping out through her shirt. Oh. Oh.
The pain was indescribable, but it was nothing compared to the pang in her heart. She had failed. She would never get to see her soulmate, never get to grow up with her. Oh god, she failed! She could feel herself falling, falling down, down, down. Rose’s mouth opened in a silent scream, her arm reaching toward the sky as everything began to fade to black.
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Now, some background info. This story is to be written following a Hero's Journey formula thing. It's supposed to be less than 10 pages, but that might be a bit hard haha. Oh, it's also lowkey fanfiction haha. (Rose x Kanaya from Homestuck as i am both Homestuck and rosemary trash) Some of the names have been changed.
A lone girl stood at the edge of a mountain. Wind shifted through her hair, tousling it. Wings, lavender with jade green tips were spread out behind her, fluttering occasionally. The girl looked out over the setting sun, down to the trees below. They seemed to call to her, beg her to fall, fall down, down, down. But she stayed, absentmindedly fingering the charm that wrapped around her neck.
She got the charm 5 days previous, as was the custom. Since then, she had memorized the shape, having stared at it for hours. It was jade green, the same color that resided in the tip of her wings. It was an M, with a swirly line crossing through the last line. The virgo symbol.
“Rosie, dear, it’s time!” her mother called. With a sigh, the girl began to walk down the path that led to the top of the mountain and to her home. It was a large house, completely white. It stuck out like a sore thumb among the pine trees that surrounded the home. She walked up to the house to face her mother.
“Do I really need to do this?” she wondered aloud.
“Of course you do, dearie! Don’t you want to find your soulmate?”
“Not particularly.”
“Oh Rose, everyone has to do it once they turn 17! Your birthday is tomorrow. You have one day to prepare. Ohhh, my little baby is going to be finding her soulmate!” her mother practically squealed. Rose rolled her eyes.
“Mother, I am not your little “baby” anymore. You said it yourself, I’ll be turning 17 tomorrow.” Rose stepped around her mother and entered the house, immediately going up to her room. It was getting late, and she had a long journey ahead of her, one that would likely take weeks. Months, even. People rarely found their soulmate easily.
The next day, Rose awoke early. The sun was just barely beginning to rise. She quickly got dressed and went downstairs to see her mother already up. She mumbled a hello when she noticed her.
“Aren’t you excited, Rosie?” her mother asked.
“I suppose,” she grumbled in return. Her mother gave a small huff of disapproval.
“Sweetie, Rosie dearest, you really should be more excited! It’s your special day!”
“And yet I likely won’t see my soulmate for weeks to come.” Her mother sighed.
“But you’ll be able to see them soon. Anyway, are you ready? You should leave soon.” Rose simply nodded. She grabbed her backpack-full of items she would need, such as clothes, food, and some money-and began to put it on. Backpacks were made in such a way that when you flew, the backpack didn’t get in the way. It made for easy traveling. Rose stuck her phone in her pocket, and began to get ready. She had a quick breakfast, and soon made her way back to the top of the mountain.
With a wave to her mother, who looked as though she were on the verge of tears, she jumped. Immediately, her wings snapped open and she began to fly. She was on her way to find her soulmate, whoever it may be.
About 15 minutes into her journey, she received a text. She slowed down, and saw that it was David texting her.
David: ready?
Rose: I’m already on my way. In fact, you’re just making it harder. It’s not easy flying and texting, you know.
David: whatever
David: hey maybe your soulmate will be someone as nerdy and verbose as you
Rose: One can only hope.
Rose: I had really best be on my way. I think I know where to go. I had a dream last night that told me more or less what the place my soulmate is at looks like.
David: alright
David: good luck
Rose: Thank you.
Rose put her phone away and continued flying. She felt a yearning, a longing in her heart that told her the direction to go.
She had a feeling of where to go. Of course she would. She had a dream that night, a dream that told her where to go. It had been awfully vague though. She didn’t even get to see what her soulmate looked like. At least she knew where to go.
For the first few hours, all was peaceful. By the 4th, things changed. Before Rose knew it, she was in the midst of a storm. Wind tossed along her sides, rain lashed against her skin. She had to find shelter, and fast. She flew down to the earth and found herself in the middle of a forest, no town in sight. Heaving a sigh, she began to walk and look for somewhere to stay. Before long, she found a small cave. She walked toward it cautiously and peered in, trying to see if anything was there. As was expected, she couldn’t see anything.
Shrugging, she went in. Didn’t seem like anyone was here, much to her relief. She sat down on the stony floor and gazed out into the forest, her knees bunched up against her, arms on top. She listened to the pounding of the rain, the booming of thunder, and the crackling of lightning. Normally, she’d have loved the sound. Rain always brought a comfort that she couldn’t find elsewhere. Normally, she’d be safe at home, snuggled under some blankets. But alas, such was not the case, and likely wouldn’t be for a while yet. Joy. For now, she was cold. She thought about getting out the jacket that was in her backpack, but decided against it.
Eventually, Rose slipped into sleep. When she awoke, the rain had stopped. She walked out and looked around. Puddles were everywhere. Water slipped down the tree’s leaves and onto the forest floor below. Everything was wet, so wet. She flew up and looked down briefly before looking back up. Which way was she to go? Rose closed her eyes and thought for a moment, before beginning to feel the tug that had by now grown familiar. She began flying in that direction, wind flowing through her hair, wings beating strongly behind her. Her eyes were closed, enjoying the feel of the setting sun on her face. Perhaps she could get used to this.
Rose had been traveling for a few more hours until it got dark. Yet she persisted, wanting to continue. She had to admit, this was all rather exciting. Different, but exciting.
She continued flying until it got really dark. She sighed, but then began flying down. She stumbled in the dark. She couldn’t see a thing. Great. She got her phone out and turned it on, using the light to guide her. She was in a forest, again. How far did the forest stretch out?
Rose walked in the dark for a moment more, looking around for something, when a noise caught her attention. She whirled around, facing the direction the noise had come from, shining the light from her phone. Nothing was there. Eyes narrowed, the girl began to head hesitatingly toward the noise before a noise to the right of her sounded. She turned and managed to catch a few wisps of smoke before all was clear. She started walking in the same direction she had been going, her steps more cautious. Her phone shined in different directions, trying to see if she could find something, a clue as to who was following her.
She had a vague idea. She’s read stories. A lot of stories are written by those searching for their soulmates. There’s something out there that tries to stop people. Sometimes it succeeds. Sometimes it doesn’t. Most of the time it does. Rose didn’t have much fighting experience. She hadn’t even brought a weapon, having none to bring. She had needles, but what good that be against something that could teleport at a moment's glance? Maybe it would just leave her alone…
Yeah, right. As if.
Immediately, she feels a howl that sounds so, so close to her ear. She turns and once more is met with wisps of smoke. She grunts in frustration. She stands, turning in a circle. She got her needles out, pointing with one hand while the other held her phone. She was worried. Scared, even, she had to admit. More people were lost to the...the thingthan survived it. She refused to show her fear however. It could smell it.
Almost as if on cue, it shows up in front of her. Black, with long ears and a long snout. Sharp, pointy looking eyes stared down at her. A scar went down the left eye. Long, black wings stood behind. It held a sword in its hand, and looked prepared to strike. Rose lifted her own arm, threatening to try and slice him with it. Honestly though, what could she do? This thing could teleport. She was just a simple girl trying to find her soulmate!
At that moment, the thing striked. Rose just barely managed to dodge. She could feel the sword grazing against her side and shuddered. That had been close. Tooclose. She was going to have to be a lot more careful if she wanted to get past this...thing.
It was going to be hard to fight with one hand though. She had to see, but...what use would it be if she couldn’t even get an attack in? She took a deep breath and pocketed her phone, enclosing the two of them in darkness. Not even a sliver of light showed. From nearby, she could hear the sound that let her know it had teleported. Great. She had no idea where it could be.
At that, she felt the sound of a sword coming and quickly moved her needles to block the attack. The creature pushed down, trying to get past her needles, but Rose persisted. It eventually gave up. The two continued to battle, which mostly consisting of the thing attacking and Rose dodging. She knew that if she could just keep this up until sunrise, then she’d be fine. It only came at night.
By the time sunrise came, she was absolutely exhausted. She had managed to get a few hits in. As soon as the sun began to peek over the edge, the creature teleported away. Rose didn’t see any more of it. Breathing a sigh of relief, she sat on the ground. She had to keep going, she knew, but she just wanted to sit for a moment. She was going to have to get on the ground before it got dark if she wanted to avoid it when it became night again.
After a couple of hours of her resting, she began to head back out. She flew up, and continued. As more time passed as she flew, the feeling, the longing in her chest only began to grow. She was close, and she knew it.
Rose continued flying as noon began to approach. She was hungry, but she didn’t want to stop. What was once apprehension was now excitement. The thrill and rush of danger. She flew some more until the gnawing pain in her stomach only seemed to get worse. Maybe she could just stop for a little bit.
She flew down and realized she was no longer over a forest, but instead a plain. Everywhere she could see, there was grass. A few bushes littered the place as well, but it was mostly barren. She sat down on the ground and got her backpack out. She had some food, and now scarfed some of it down.
When she was finished, she continued flying. Before long, she could see something in the distance. As soon as she saw it, her charm began to glow. She had found it! The place where her soulmate was! She began to fly a little faster before stopping. Wait a second. This seemed easy. Too easy. She had found her soulmate, and had only encountered one enemy. In the books she had read, they always found at least 2 easy ones before coming across a huge, very difficult one. She had defeated-sort of-one enemy. Where was the other?
As if it read her thoughts, a shadow appeared over her head. She looked up, and felt the blood drain out of her face.
Oh.
There it is.
Above her, there is a large red ship. Standing on the front is a tall, tall girl with long legs and a thick, black mass of flowing hair. She has a countless number of jewelry, mostly rings, and what looks to be some kind of tiara on her head. She wears a black jumpsuit with stripes of fuschia along the sides. She jumps, large fuschia colored wings flapping behind her. She stands in front of you, a hand clamped around a golden trident.
“Hey, girl.” She flashes you a fanged smile. “Candace here to wreck your stuff up.” Immediately, you ready your needles, wondering how on earth are you going to defeat her? She seems to recognize this, as she begins to cackle. “And just what are those gonna do? Gonna stab me to death?”
“I may as well try,” Rose nearly growls. She aims her needles, ready to try and stab her-it’s the best she can do, after all-when a flash of light streaks toward Candace from the tip of one of her needles. She blinks in shock. What the-?! It lands on Candace’s side. A fizzing sound is made before it disappears, leaving a mark.
Well. That works.
Candace scowls before pointing her trident toward Rose. “Do that again and you won’t like what happens next.”
“I suppose I’ll have to take my chances.” She aims again and once more, a streak of light runs toward Candace, striking her once more. Candace begins to fly quicker, and aims her trident at Rose. Rose quickly dodges, but lets out a hiss of pain as she feels the trident scrape across her left shoulder, drawing a bit of blood. Candace lets out a cackle.
She aims again, this time pushing Rose down. It’s at this point that Rose realizes they’ve been going closer and closer to the ground. Her feet have begun to touch the grass below. She decides to just stop flying and lands on the ground. Candace has flown down to the ground as well.
The two continue battling, with Rose aiming her streaks of light at Candace, and Candace attacks her with her trident. She also occasionally deflects Rose’s attacks, aiming them back at her. By this point, Rose knows she’s losing. Candace is getting more hits in than she is, and she seems as though she is incredibly tough and very hard to kill. Or, at the very least, get her to go away. Candace has appeared in many stories, and nobody has managed to kill her. She has a fleeting thought of panic before suddenly, a choking noise above her sounds.
Candace has a sword through her chest.
Fuschia blood, the same color as her wings, is shown on the sword and the blood that spreads through Candace’s chest. She chokes again and begins to slowly fall. She coughs, blood flying out. She tries to stop herself from falling completely, holding a hand against the ground to stop herself from falling, but her hand gives way. She falls face first into the ground, showing a girl wearing a dark blue outfit standing victoriously over her. A blue cloth is wrapped around the handle of the sword.
The girl looks up at you, and her grim smile turns into a real one, full of excitement, but also a hint of darkness, as if she is just now realizing what she had done. “Go on, girl, go find your soulmate!” Rose stares in shock for a bit more, glancing from Candace to the girl before she flies away, following the longing in her heart. It’s gotten ever stronger, especially now that she knows where she’s going.
By this point, she’s reached the place where her soulmate is. Before her is a large, 5 story house completely encased in darkness. The sun was only just beginning to set. She begins to fly closer when a loud, trembling roar sounds. She looks down and feels her heart drop to her feat. There’s the final enemy.
It’s large, so large. And green. The thing is a dark green color, and seems to have a skull for a face. He looks incredibly tough, with greatly muscled arms and a peg leg.
Great. He’s already here. He always seems to already be here. What is with that guy and always already being here?
He roars again, flying up to Rose, beating large, bright green wings behind him. He has long, sharp claws that could tear through flesh easily. There’s no way she could beat him. She couldn’t even beat Candace, someone had to help her! Who was going to help her now? She was going to die here, so close and yet so far away from her soulmate.
She figured she may as well try to beat him. Maybe someone would come? Maybe he would give up? She doubted it, but there was no way she was going to go down without a fight. She aimed her needles and a spark of light attacked him, fizzing in a cloud of white smoke before disappearing. A small white mark showed on his arm. Rose striked countless more times as the skull creature slashed at her with its claws. She could feel blood dripping down from her arm where he had actually hit her. He was clumsy, and couldn’t move quickly, whereas Rose could dodge with ease. Maybe this would be easier than she thought.
Another strike. He missed.
Another. This one came to fruition, Rose realized, as she felt pain in her left side. She looks down and saw fresh blood seeping out through her shirt. Oh. Oh.
The pain was indescribable, but it was nothing compared to the pang in her heart. She had failed. She would never get to see her soulmate, never get to grow up with her. Oh god, she failed! She could feel herself falling, falling down, down, down. Rose’s mouth opened in a silent scream, her arm reaching toward the sky as everything began to fade to black.
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