Jun 2010
Hearing footsteps in the hallway she hurries to the door making sure it is locked. Looking around for a weapon her eyes fall on her brother’s sword. Grabbing it her eyes a deep gold she stands her ground facing the door just waiting for it to open. Her senses at full force, knowing who is coming down the hall is one like her and her brother. Watching the door fly off its hinges she knows she can’t run from him any longer, or wait for her brother to get her out of this one. Seeing the gleam in the man’s eyes pulling out his own sword she tenses her muscles waiting for her training to come back to her, yet her mind draws a blank making her panic.
Watching his prey in front of him quiver with panic he laughs to himself, knowing that this will be easily done. Bringing his sword over his head he advances towards her.
Backing away she desperately tries to remember her training with her brother, then his words come back to her as if he was talking to her. “Shehanah, if your mind goes blank on you during a battle do not think, just let your muscles take control over you.” Taking this in, she closes her eyes for a second then letting her muscles guide her through she leaps out of the way of his sword flying over his head, now behind him smiling.
Whirling around he blocks her swing easily. Laughing aloud how dare she challenge the Dark Dragon. Killing her then will bring for the one he really wants. Her brother, The Raven. She should just go ahead and give herself up to him for she will not succeed in this battle.
With the two swords clashing she keeps her bearings, not letting him have the satisfaction of killing her. She knows he wants her dead so he can get to her brother but she won’t let that happen. Seeing his sword coming for her neck she ducks sweeping his feet out from under him causing his sword to go flying out of his hand. Smiling sweetly down on him she brings her sword up over her head, she brings it down cutting his head off. Watching with satisfaction she sees his eyes fill with fear. Dropping to her knees she feels the power of the Highlands flowing through her body. Sitting there she thinks to herself, that was her first one. The Rose has emerged.
Watching his prey in front of him quiver with panic he laughs to himself, knowing that this will be easily done. Bringing his sword over his head he advances towards her.
Backing away she desperately tries to remember her training with her brother, then his words come back to her as if he was talking to her. “Shehanah, if your mind goes blank on you during a battle do not think, just let your muscles take control over you.” Taking this in, she closes her eyes for a second then letting her muscles guide her through she leaps out of the way of his sword flying over his head, now behind him smiling.
Whirling around he blocks her swing easily. Laughing aloud how dare she challenge the Dark Dragon. Killing her then will bring for the one he really wants. Her brother, The Raven. She should just go ahead and give herself up to him for she will not succeed in this battle.
With the two swords clashing she keeps her bearings, not letting him have the satisfaction of killing her. She knows he wants her dead so he can get to her brother but she won’t let that happen. Seeing his sword coming for her neck she ducks sweeping his feet out from under him causing his sword to go flying out of his hand. Smiling sweetly down on him she brings her sword up over her head, she brings it down cutting his head off. Watching with satisfaction she sees his eyes fill with fear. Dropping to her knees she feels the power of the Highlands flowing through her body. Sitting there she thinks to herself, that was her first one. The Rose has emerged.
