“Leu, hurry up we are going to be late and by time you get there it’ll be done!” A boy urgently called down his friend from down the beaten and battered dirt road. The boy who called out was an adolescent with dirty blonde hair, sky blue eyes, and snow white colored skin. His name was Kere, a son of a merchant who settled down in this small town on the border of Ralene Empire.
“I’m coming, I’m coming…” Another boy called from down the path in a irritated tone, his name was Leu, a orphan who was taken in by Kere’s family. He had black hair that was dark as night and unnaturally soft as silk, with hazel eyes that always a certain softness in it, and pure brown skin that shine all over his body and always the odd one out in the village filled with people of white or tanned skin.
Today was the Spring festival, an annual event after winter ends. It’s usually a big party that everyone in town goes to and party’s the whole night. You can always count on food, drinks (Alcohol), and tons of dancing. Leu hurried up his comfortable pace to a speed walk due to his friend’s constant nagging. In the quiet village you could hear the shouts of laughter and screaming?...
I sprint off down the dirt trail leading to the festival, but there was no laughter only death. Groups of men were in encrusted iron armour with with a lion roaring on their chests. They were killing everyone left and right, blood was everywhere and they were laughing maniacally. Their faces were filled with pure satisfaction and joyfulness. The screams, oh the screams they were terrible it was filled with fear, fright, and anger.
“Come here kid!” I turn to my left and see Kere being grabbed by the wrist and towards the group of the attackers as they finished the rest off. The once pure brown grass now muddy red with the blood of dozens and Leu couldn’t move, his mind was telling him, ‘Fight, go save your friend!’ but his body was refusing to move to save his friend. Leu falls on his knees and see his adopted parents face was frozen with fear with eyes looking directly at him.
Without crying, he let a warm tear fall down his right eyes as he stared at their blank eyes. He was scared, scared of dying, scared of pain, scared of what happens when he dies. He watched as his friend, his brother slowly died as they slowly tortured him. They first cut his toes, grinning savagely as his screams of horror filled the surrounding area. They next cut of his ears then his gouged out his eyeballs and cut the attachment to the head. Kere passed out and screamed due to pain 7 times without them caring at all.
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After a minutes and minutes of pain riddled screams, they stopped. “Man, he didn’t even last that long but it was fun let’s head back before boss gets jealous of us having all the fun” He was greeted with a bunch of hmphs.
Leu stood up shakily before he threw up until he had no more to throw up and dry heaved for hours and lost consciousness. A group of men arrived at the village, it was the Patrol Knights.
The Patrol Knights were a group of people who were basically the border patrol. They skim the border and check towns and villages to see if they are safe. They trot through the village on their war ready horses wondering where did everyone go?
They walk down a old dirt leading to where the spring festival was, before entering the clearing
“Captain, there’s a boy here!” The rest of the group turned their heads to the sound of the voice, it was Leu. The man who found quickly put his finger on his wrist and checked for a pulse or anything that indicated he was alive. The Patrol Knight sighed in relief and called out, “He’s just unconscious!”
“What in the empire’s name is this…?” Every Patrol Knight walked to the voice that was filled with horror. They walk around the hedge and all they say was dead bodies. Sliced off hands, feet, and other limbs littered the floor which was filled with dried blood. There eyes were in horror at the gruesome sight, they haven’t seen something like this in years but it was from wars with other nations or empires.
They slowly checked the bodies that littered the floor, watching their step trying not to step on anything. One of them actually tripped on a leg that had been cut off, and landed next to frozen face filled with pain and fear.
“Poor child...” The captain of the squad softly whispered as he lightly touched Kere’s face and closed his eyes that were filled with fear and pain. The Patrol Knights were bubbling in anger, why would someone cause this massacre of innocent people having a festival, they probably were having fun and a day full of celebrations.
“Captain, who would do this to this little town?” One of the Patrol Knights looked up to their captain and the rest followed slowly.
“The only thing I can think of would be the Savages of the West, they have been quiet the last few years”, ‘Why would they do this, it’s not their memo’ The Captain thought to himself.
Until dusk the knights buried the innocent villagers and said a prayer for them and went to HQ to report this to their superiors as fast as they could.