Heh, first story here. Writing... Hm. Anyway, this story will have blood/gore, and a few sad parts. Warning you, so don't say I didn't.
PROLOUGE
I walked quietly down a large, dark cave. I have been here before. Many times, I realized. My poor memory was not the best now, i am too old to recall most adventures I had with my friends. Ah, friends... I longed to be with them more, before there horrific deaths.
Turning a corner, I realized that there were torches hanging on the walls. A few memories came to mind. Of my sister, Neptune... And my two brothers, Stratus and Simon. A chuckle escaped my mouth as I thought of all the trouble we would get into...
My fur brushed against cold stone, and I noticed the tunnel was getting thinner. I sniffed quickly, and I noticed the opening was close. Sight was not the best sense I had anymore, either...
Battles came to mind, now. First was my training, then the first I ever fought. From my first, to the last, they flooded in. One was out of order. I envisioned it, panting.
* * *
A metal mask covered my face, along with a chest plate and arm bands. Few armor covered us all. There were many of us, I noticed. Each had fear and determination in there eyes. I spotted a few friends, each in the front. A large, red-rocked area came into view. A red wolf, it seemed, lead a band of his allies. We all reached each other in the middle, and it was me who walked into front. The leader did as well.
"This isn't necessary, Heartless. This does not need to lead to war." I spoke first.
"Is that a hint of defeat I detect? Hah, that's strange, you're not usually so down, Locky." He smirked, trying to amuse himself. I grunted and flicked my tail. "And you're not usually so awesome." I tried not to say it, but our grudge was too strong to keep it back. Easily, he growled.
"Surrender now, Locket, or you and all of your pitiful soldiers will die painfully. That I'll make sure of." He spat. I heard the shifting of armed and paws, and noticed that my army was straightening up in anger. I, too, stood a little straighter. "We will not surrender, Heartless! We will win!"
A signaled my team to attack, and almost immediately I heard the screeching and growling of battle. I jumped towards my brutal enemy, scratching at his face and aiming my jaws at his ear. With one paw, he slammed me to the side. I fumbled my paws on the hard earth and tried to get a strong grip. Almost too late, I noticed he had jumped Hugh in the air and was falling to crush me. I hopped out of the way, my tail touching his chest as he slammed to the ground.
A sickening thud sounded as he hit the ground. Surprisingly, he got up, blood trickling from his jaws. I tried to jump out of the way before he could get a hold on my fur, but it was too late. His claws dug into my sides as he pinned me to the ground. He flipped me on my back, and I was forced to stay still. He raised a claw-extended paw, and I noticed it was aimed at my heart. I turned my head, bracing myself for the death blow.
* * *
I shook my head as fresh air ran through my fur, and I took a deep breath of satisfaction. I noticed it was almost nighttime. I smiled, happy memories replacing the horrifying. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I looked away from the beautiful sunset. Memories of my childhood started to flood in...
Heh, first story here. Writing... Hm. Anyway, this story will have blood/gore, and a few sad parts. Warning you, so don't say I didn't.
PROLOUGE
I walked quietly down a large, dark cave. I have been here before. Many times, I realized. My poor memory was not the best now, i am too old to recall most adventures I had with my friends. Ah, friends... I longed to be with them more, before there horrific deaths.
Turning a corner, I realized that there were torches hanging on the walls. A few memories came to mind. Of my sister, Neptune... And my two brothers, Stratus and Simon. A chuckle escaped my mouth as I thought of all the trouble we would get into...
My fur brushed against cold stone, and I noticed the tunnel was getting thinner. I sniffed quickly, and I noticed the opening was close. Sight was not the best sense I had anymore, either...
Battles came to mind, now. First was my training, then the first I ever fought. From my first, to the last, they flooded in. One was out of order. I envisioned it, panting.
* * *
A metal mask covered my face, along with a chest plate and arm bands. Few armor covered us all. There were many of us, I noticed. Each had fear and determination in there eyes. I spotted a few friends, each in the front. A large, red-rocked area came into view. A red wolf, it seemed, lead a band of his allies. We all reached each other in the middle, and it was me who walked into front. The leader did as well.
"This isn't necessary, Heartless. This does not need to lead to war." I spoke first.
"Is that a hint of defeat I detect? Hah, that's strange, you're not usually so down, Locky." He smirked, trying to amuse himself. I grunted and flicked my tail. "And you're not usually so awesome." I tried not to say it, but our grudge was too strong to keep it back. Easily, he growled.
"Surrender now, Locket, or you and all of your pitiful soldiers will die painfully. That I'll make sure of." He spat. I heard the shifting of armed and paws, and noticed that my army was straightening up in anger. I, too, stood a little straighter. "We will not surrender, Heartless! We will win!"
A signaled my team to attack, and almost immediately I heard the screeching and growling of battle. I jumped towards my brutal enemy, scratching at his face and aiming my jaws at his ear. With one paw, he slammed me to the side. I fumbled my paws on the hard earth and tried to get a strong grip. Almost too late, I noticed he had jumped Hugh in the air and was falling to crush me. I hopped out of the way, my tail touching his chest as he slammed to the ground.
A sickening thud sounded as he hit the ground. Surprisingly, he got up, blood trickling from his jaws. I tried to jump out of the way before he could get a hold on my fur, but it was too late. His claws dug into my sides as he pinned me to the ground. He flipped me on my back, and I was forced to stay still. He raised a claw-extended paw, and I noticed it was aimed at my heart. I turned my head, bracing myself for the death blow.
* * *
I shook my head as fresh air ran through my fur, and I took a deep breath of satisfaction. I noticed it was almost nighttime. I smiled, happy memories replacing the horrifying. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I looked away from the beautiful sunset. Memories of my childhood started to flood in...