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"It would seem as if it was but a dream, the way the world seemed to be a little fuzzy at first before slowly coming to focus, screams echoing off the forming walls just before a different scream began, it sounded more like the wailing of a babe as the sounds became clearer. Finally the picture snapped into focus, it was a small bed chamber, maids where rushing around with bronze bowls full of blood and rags, A woman sat up on bed her hair was the deepest wine red and her clay colored skin was wet with sweat, her golden eyes wracked with pain as she gazed down with a smile upon her face. She looked like she could have been a Phoenix if not for the long curved horns that pultruded from the sides of her head only to narrow into points as they stopped half a foot above her head "Eey Kazharom" the woman would whisper, but as the words traveled across the room they would change "My Little Boy..." she had said as she looked down unto the face of a button nosed child with clay colored skin and a mass of black hair upon his head. The new born was so tiny, so breakable compared to the strong woman with the massive horns, but when the mother put her finger to the new born's lips and opened them slightly to show tiny but sharp fangs it was shown that that little boy was not as breakable as he seemed "Jesut Fahterre...." the woman whispered "Just like his faster...." just as a man slammed the doors open, forcing the double doors to crack like thunder against the stone walls, splinters flying from the unseen side of the doors. The man had long black hair pulled into a braid, he wore orchid purple robes and a rustic tarnished black circlet with a singular onyx jewel held in the center, his crimson eyes were piercingly vibrant the way the vertical iris seemed to stare unblinking at the woman in the bed and upon closer look it would be seen that he did not have eyelids and when he opened his mouth he shared the same sharp fangs that the newly born boy had "Wadyt! Eey Wadyt!" the man said "Wife! My Wife!" he had said as he sat next to the horned woman, taking off his cloak and giving it to the horned woman he called wife, letting her wrap it around the boy. The two seemed to speak in hushed barely audible tones before the man, obvious by now some sort of royal spoke once more. "Ah...Fi Onda berra Dauon...Eey harom marra Speil" he said while looking at the new born and as the sound travelled around the room its meaning could be heard "Ah...if only he was born a daughter...my boy would be spared" the man looked up at the horned woman and spoke once more and his words would be heard "Flee...the truce is over, they will come for him and destroy us...run my wife" the mans words would echo around the room just as a horrible howl came from outside, followed by many many more- as if his words had been a signal. The horned woman would look toward the window and shake her head "Non...Eey Kazharom n'elle Fahterre. Ey Mahktor, Pele n'elle Raja..." the woman said "No...My little boy needs a father. I am stronger, the people need their King..." the woman would say before she would start to stand up despite the protest of her husband. She would go to the window and pull back the curtains, blood dripping from beneath her thin white dress with each step. She would look out the window, out across a bailey surrounded by black stone walls. Outside the black walls an army sprawled, not an army of men or dragons or feathered phoenixes, but an army of twisted mangled creatures that stood upon three pronged feet with hunched backs an elongated faces with a single red horn coming from the center of their foreheads and a pulsing red sack upon their backs, thousands of them stood outside the black stone walls.

The people inside the walls must have heard the howls as they started to fill the ward, many of them unarmored, but many more of them armored and weilding swords. The woman would cough loudly before yelling "Eey Pele!" she called out "My People!" She had yelled "Today we fight! Our last fight! against those whom once enslaved us! against those who would do so again! Against those that have taken our own, Violated and Twisted them! Changed our loved ones into monsters to hunt us, to kill us! Fight for your lives! For your children! For this is our last stand! Our Last Strong Hold!" the strange words changed so they could be heard before she would raise her fist in the air above her horns "Gi Poros Ussa!" she yelled, and the people behind the black stone walls raised their fists, raised their weapons and yelled it back so loud that it caused the room to tremble "Gi Poros Ussa!" they cried "God protect us!" just as the army of twisted monsters charged down upon the wall climbing up the side and into the ward, and soon all that could be heard was screams. The horned woman would look back at her new born son and the man that held him, a sad smile on her face as a light began to form between her horns, just a flicker at first, but it was enough to make the lidless man holding the new born to flinch before twisting a torch to reveal a secret passage way. The maids would go first, followed by several servants, and then some guards. The man and the baby went last, stopping within the door way to look at the horned woman "Wadyt...." the man whispered, holding up his hand and spreading his fingers wide before pulling his fingers down, his long nails stabbing into his palm as he put his hand over his heart "Commde" he said to her before turning around and pressing a brick inside the wall, shutting the door, his last word had been "Commander". The woman would turn her head back to look out the window, two sets of bat like wings sprouted from her back and she let them unfurl into a full ten feet on each side, the flicker between her two horns growing in intensity as she closed her eyes, the monsters where overwhelming the people in the ward and despite how mush ferocity they fought with it was obvious that they where being overwhelmed. The horned woman tilted her head down and opened her mouth, a roar coming from her throat just as the light between her two horns flashed and a solid unending beam of light shot forth from between the horns and she lit the black stone wall on fire, the creatures climbing it didn't seem to know any better as all those that continued to attempt to cross the wall where set aflame. The horned woman would slowly move her head, placing a hand upon the wall the beam would carve its way though the twisted monsters as well as the people fighting them, but it was working, the monsters where being destroyed, the twisted army was being cleaved in half. A black shadow would cross the window and a loud crack would echo though the room just as the horned woman went flying head over heals backward before crashing into the bed. One of those twisted monsters stood on the window sill a beautiful woman dressed in blue and white battle armor sat upon its back with her head covered in a white helm which aloud the blue eyes just behind the helm look out upon the horned woman with an inhuman coldness, within the left hand of the armored woman was one of the horns that had once been on the horned woman's head. The horn had been jaggedly broken, leaving the horned woman with one. The armored woman would slide off the twisted creature, scratching its singular long red horn before tossing the broken horn up into the air- letting the twisted creature dart out its frog like tongue to catch it and drag it to its maw, where with a sickening crack it ground the bone into dust and swallowed it greedily. The armored woman would walk over to the horned woman, a feathered cape swaying behind her...but the longer its looked at the more obvious it is to see that it in fact was no cape but white feathery wings "Vere Malos?" the armored woman asked "where's Malos?" she had said, but the horned woman only laughed, causing the armored woman to call forth the twisted beast "Vere Tu Raja?" "Where's the King?" the armored woman asked, but the horned woman only looked at the armored one with a smile on her face and triumph in her eyes "Gin. an Gin Furon." she whispered as the skin on her face started to flake away "gone. and gone forever" she had said as soon her entire body was starting to flake away, showing nothing under the skin. This seemed to anger the armored woman as she said one word, one word that did not need to be translated "Fiid" and though it was said in a very old accent the meaning still got across...Fiid....Feed. and with that the twisted creature launched itself upon the horned woman, ripping into her and eating, but the woman felt no pain and knew not what was happening...as her head was already gone, having turned into flakes that had been blown away by the wind coming from the open window. The armored woman went over to the window and put a foot on the sill before launching herself out, the wings upon her back unfolded into magnificent white wings as she soared into the sky in order to look down upon the blazing black stone wall and the thousands of dead that littered the ward. The army of twisted creatures had been destroyed by the horned woman's fire, but so had all the people within the ward as well. The armored woman turned her inhuman eyes over to the twisted creature that had just finished its feast and now prowled the room with its nose to the ground as if sniffing for something. It would show in the inhuman blue eyes of the armored woman...that thing was the last creature, the last twisted creature to survive. Her eyes would turn south, toward the general direction of where the Maude would be located today and smiled "Dume...." she whispered, another word that needed no translation. The armored woman would yell at the beast "Con!" "Come!" she had said, and the beast howled as it walked out the window and scrambled down the wall, over the corpses in the ward before it started to follow the flying armored woman south, and she would fade from vision just as the edges of the world began to blur before turning into a silent white vastness."