eks as she watched the old man wi

oing something like that for

ned and raced for the west gate of the castle, ru

a elongated her canines. Blinded by anger, she rushed into ba

rusion in time. The rush of her fangs placing precise wounds onto their un

en comrades. Blood flew through the air and caved the walls of the cavern in

their goal to torment her kind, they took her parents from her an

arm and another to her right thigh, Kaya roared in pain and ra

ssin who had stabbed her, she tore the man's head

zen more bodies lay on the floor, their h

kened in her, realizing the fatal mistake they had

escape. The rest of them all ran for their lives. Maybe they were running so they co

brains of any of the assassins her fangs could take

ing them, hungrily exploding into their

liar sick slapping as they tread through

thud from the skull, his eyes wide as his last breat

eft the old guard. The assassins were harmed with silverine bullet guns along with silver sw

the half-burnt and scattered stairway. Tributaries of their blood slowly wind

ore assassins, they were co

ss into one of the huge cracks in the wall as she slumped, using her back to cover

she was surrounded by a

me had

assassins. She knew they would probably decapitate her and burn

he sme

blood of the innocent, blood of liars, blood of killers,

ed through the dozens of assassins

he darkness, the eyes were dark go

with shaggy white hair ru

f the earth. Maybe she was hallucinating because she was sure the Were-tigers had f

ilently landing on the floor. The legion of

e as the figure drew its fangs and crept into po

wly tracing the stare, as he turned around. In the

y hiding its shaggy mane and blen

up of assassins surrounding Kaya noti

the room another of the assassins was silently d

nto formation, hoping to disc

she knew was that the screams made by the assassins was reducing b

, she found herself laying outside on the cold street, with the princess in her hands. She looked up hoping to catch a g

*

girl asked, as she looked up at Kaya, her b

ed the little chair she had been sitting on,

d of the story." She whi

happy ending," The little girl

y?," She continued, wrinkling her little butt

a stubborn little girl." K

and the guard lady?,"

to get married and liv

the bedside lamp, stopping momentarily to

es were huge

e lamp off and slowly w

bed bugs bite." She whispered, as she quickly sh

the rebellion, she had managed to get a job and helped

rotect the princess, and she was going to d

na to catch some sleep. The girl was starting sch

e dawn of a new life for th

ars l

unlight,

eyes sh

y risen, leaving b

ll been

olf or anything, nor

theater arts student whose

reoccurring dream ever si

her this same story when she was littl

he still occasionally had dreams of that event, it almost

ade her way to the bathroom. Sh

s another day out of three hund