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Chapter 8

Her breath quicken as she ran, she could heard the chuckling of humans and the clanging of their swords and shields, she watched as a fiery figure next to her fell down, she quickly skidded to the figure and nudged her as she tried to scream out but only a whisper left her muzzle, "Please, I can't loose you. Not after we've gotten so far." She saw humans running after them, dragons stood by, not even batting an eye.


She pressed her muzzle against the fiery figure desperately as tears ran from her eyes. The fiery figure pulled away and mumbled with a raspy voice, "Go my love, live, for me. It's-"


"NO! It's not to late for you, I will never leave your side!" She cried as a light glowed dimly from her throat. The humans surrounded them chuckling and growling happily, as if they had found a new toy. She stood defensively in front of the fiery figure, her eyes closing before light danced around her.


"Leave, or face the spirits of life and death." She growled, the humans towered over her, becoming dark and tall shadows. The shadows then morphed into each of the leaders, their eyes all glowing and glaring at her.


"You are nothing but a disgusting, worthless, useless, dumb kitten with neon eyes." They all seemed to morph a voice she could know, it sounded male, and gravely, like for years the voice had cried out from mourning. But they were the leaders.


Morrigana the Duchess, Augistin the Lord, Cato the Majesty, Alastor the King, Janardan the High Priest, Alpha Logan, Empress Flyta, know to be the best leaders ever since the origins. But what was she? A broken and scared little kitten.


"Just die, rid the world of your exists. Just die, end your pain." Their faces twisted and contorted in different emotions, each emotion that she knew meant evil.   A bright light then shaped in front of her, a dagger.


She just went limp in her mind as her body reached for the dagger, holding the grip tightly her knuckles going white. She raised the dagger above her throat, her other hand joining it's twin. She closed her eyes, waiting for the release of death.  Her arms jerked at her, but the blow didn't come, except for the warm and calming embrace of another.


"Don't do it, please, I love you, so much." The voice said, it sounded so familiar but for the life of her she didn't know it.  That's when a bright flash blinded her, despite having her eyes closed. That's when she finally woke.

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