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[CrimsonMoon]

Deepwallow only

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" WAKE UP DAMN YOU!!" A gauntlet slams across the young man's face, jolting him back to conciousness," THE BATTLE IS NOT OVER!!" The large man roars in his face, ash and blood smeared across his face and blonde hair. He pulls the young man to his feet, the battle still raged aroud them, the Odinians still pouring from the black forest like wolves... Their sharp armor cutting through the fog and shadows.

They had come out of no where, so far in the kingdom... They had pounced and struck like animals. An impossible silent pack... One had knocked the boy out yet his commander ha woken him back up," THEY'RE NO LONGER HUMAN!!"... And these enemies... These warriors who had once been their neighbors... Were feral

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[deepwallow]

The boy groaned but got to his feet nonetheless less. His face was bloody, though his odd red eyes shone blended in perfectly to his features. His helm had been torn off, revealing his short brown hair. These... Things were killing his friends. The only ones who had accepted him! He had been thrown into the serving life all because they called him possessed. A thing spawned from the depths of hell, given To outbursts of pure bloodlust and malice.

And they were right, as he roared and began to engage his enemy like a cornered rat attacks the cat. If he died, so be it, but he planned to take down as many of these bastards as he could! And so it was like that that the enemy found him, silent but grinning as bodies piled up around him and blood soaked his sword and self, some of it his own, but most of it theirs

[CrimsonMoon]

The blonde commander stayed nearby him, swinging his battle axe feroviously, his blows shatterin steel and bone alike... Until a slim figure in reddish armor and a fox helm suddenly appeared next to the blonde man and in an instant.

" NEVER SURRENDER!!" The man roars as he whirls to face the Fox... Then his eyes went dull...

[deepwallow]

The boy notices the sudden change in his commander and whirls after cleaving the arm off of one of the beasts, his red eyes practically glowing in the gloom and blood as he looks at the strange figure

[CrimsonMoon]

Blood sprays the slender knight as the commander drops to his knees, glaring at the boy... The helm pulls back its steel lips and... Grins at him... She pulls the sabers free and tilts her head at him questioningly. The Helm's eyes glowing red... Likethe rest of the Odinian's helms

[deepwallow]

The boy's eyes narrow at the figure and, without warning, he swings violent at the fox, seeing him as just another enemy. Just another thing to slaughter

[CrimsonMoon]

The slender figure ducks and the helm roars, the slender figure slamming into him, a horrible crack echoing from her shoulder from beneath the armor... Had she broken her shoulder..?

[deepwallow]

The boy doesn't hesitate from kicking out at the figure, though he wore a frown of confusion and interest now as he attacked again

[CrimsonMoon]

There was an odd snapping sound from her knee and she buckles but does not fall, advancing as if she had felt nothing... She swung her sabers down ferociously... The Commander had been right.

These soldiers were no longer human

[deepwallow]

The bow snarls and strikes the blades out of her hands before hitting her helm with the pommel of his blade, knocking the helm off and denting it in the progress

[CrimsonMoon]

Red hair spills out from beneath the helm and shocked ice blue eyes meet his," ?!?" Pain suddenly tightens the girl's features and she suddenly seems to go limp... It was Princess Faerydae.. No... Queen Fae..

[deepwallow]

The boy's red eyes grew wide in shock as he helped her stand, but kept her weapons away from her. "Your highness?!?" He asked. Normally he shouldn't even look at her, much less touch her!! But emergencies were above normal courtesies, and this was anything but normal circumstance

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae falls to her knee, stabbing her sabers into the ground... Her eyes were dull and confused... As if she didnt recognize where she was..

Something huge suddenly slam's into the boy's back, bowling him over

[deepwallow]

The boy rolled away as bashed his head on something, sending haze through his head as he slashed at whatever had hit him so hard

[CrimsonMoon]

A huge Odinian soldier towers over him and slams his boot into the boy's face with a cackle

[CrimsonMoon]

-TIME . SKIP-

When he woke up, he was surrounded by sleeping soldiers, still all in armor, still all armed to the teeth, still on the battle field where they uncaringly slept with the dead and living alike... The young woman with red hair was asleep next to him, she seemed to have atleast changed out of her armor and into a simple dress of cotton that was made of wool... She was curled next to him.. The young Queen was warm and soft against him... Contrasting deeply with the ropes around him

[deepwallow]

The boy opened his eyes slowly and looked around. He was still covered in blood, but most of it dried by now. He glanced at the Queen curiously before regarding the ropes binding him with a frown. He attempted a few tugs, but he was held fast. Nonetheless he kept trying, feeling for some weakness in the ropes while staying silent

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae stirred faintly, and turns to blink at him, she was young, probably youger then he was... But there was many a tale about her, so many in fact that one would think of her as ancient... Called 'The Eternal Youth' by those who had never seen her but knew of her legends. 'The Mad Fox' 'The Dragon Tamer' 'The Cursed' 'The Blessed' so many names for such a simple and beautiful face... She blinks at him, ice blue eyes bloodshot and tired as of she hadnt been sleeping well,"... You're... Awake..?" She whispers awkwardly, as if struggling to form the words. Her shoulder was twisted oddly and her leg seemed slightly crooked... Probably from his attacking her... Though she didnt seem in any pain

[deepwallow]

He turned his blood red eyes to her, regarding her in silence before nodding and returning to his struggling. He knew her, but he was low born, and shouldn't be talking to her

[CrimsonMoon]

The young Queen frowns at him and sits up, her red curls spilling over her shoulders as she leaned over him,"... Mmm..." She blinks down at him as if debatjng something...