I ran, my heart pounding heavily! 'I have to stop them' were the only thoughts running through my head.

I trip right outside the door. I laid face in the dirt for a moment slowly lifting my head. My white bangs now brown with mud. I solwly whiped my face. Only smearing the mud.

I heard a loud boom. I hurried to my naked feet. I quickly ran my black and white puffy dress catching the branches only for my to rip it away.

'I have to stop them' continued beating in my head. I slipped slamming the ground, I shook my head running faster my once beautiful dress now distroyed with mud.

"Stop!" I screamed falling to the floor.

My two older brothers stoped and looked at me. My eldest brother, Johnathon, wore pure white cloaks. my second eldest brother, Damien, wore pure black cloaks as well. Their hair and eyes matching their clothing perfectly.

"Ha why should we LITTLE sister!?" Damien exclaimed.

My heart broke with the hatredin both of their eyes.

I stood and ran between them as they ran for each other.

"I said STOP!" I screamed throwing them backward.

They stood angrily. Damien drew his sword and John drew his bow. "Do it I dare you both!" I yelled my heart and soul breaking right before thier eyes, and they didn't care.

Johns bow shot an arrow and it went through my right sholder. Then Damiens sword sliced my side. Tears welled up as I fell to the floor.

"Your so weak, little girl go home now!" Damien yelled, John couldn't believe what he had just done.

I looked up to him, tears falling down my face as I stood.

Then a witch came. "Children children, you all are weak." She said hate in her voice. She wore only a long black dress that was beautiful, her blonde hair reaching the middle of her back so beautifully. Her face young even though she was older than us all. I looked to her hate in my eyes to her.

"Now begone all of you." She waved her arm.

A large flash came and went. I laid dieing in a small forest, a small inn sat in front of me.

"where am I?" I asked myself as I laid there everything slowly going black as a young man came to me with a small older woman.

--to be continued--