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Backstory Blogs Pt. 8 - Zyro
**SPOILERS** Part One, The Prophecy Prologue: The End of the Life Before pages: 13-15 Rapidly a series of echoing rushed footsteps erupted from beyond the doorway. “EVA!” cried a young boy’s voice. “EVALEANA! Where are you!?” he screamed. Ritalia darted to the door and saw the boy from her vision. He was Eva’s age, nine years, with messy black hair. He bolted inside past the queen and bowed to Eva. Ritalia raised an eyebrow as she examined the moment. The boy’s short sword dripped with a familiar fresh, sticky crimson liquid. His black leather boots were drenched in mud and blood, leaving a messy trail behind him. His face was pale, and his amber eyes were wide with utter fright. Ritalia sharply inhaled as she knew what was to come. As she sauntered over to interrupt their conversation, loud explosions rumbled through the castle. “Zyro,” she called. The young boy turned to face her with intensity. He quickly straightened up. Ritalia smiled as she knelt to whisper in his ear. “I need your bravery. Now, more than ever. You must get her out of here. Take her as far as you can go. I know I ask a lot of you—” “I will do anything you ask, My Queen,” he swiftly cut her off. “You need me to protect her…” He frowned as he lowered his head and his voice. “You’re not coming… are you?” Slowly he lifted his glossy amber gaze from the floor to lock onto her eyes. Ritalia tried to smile as she fought back the tears flooding her eyes. “You’re a clever young boy; I need you to be strong for her. Please,” she begged. “Promise me.” Zyro nodded. “I will always protect her with my life.” Ritalia felt a rush of gratitude as she kissed his forehead. “Take the dumbwaiter, get outside the castle through the gardens, and get as far away from here as you can,” she swiftly instructed quietly. Zyro dipped his head as he speedily directed Eva. He walked her over to the tiny hidden lift in the corner of the large bedroom. He glimpsed back as Eva started to question what the plan was. “Wait, what?” she demanded. Evaleana stood away from Zyro as she glared at her mother. “What’s going to happen? Are you coming with us?” she demanded. Ritalia bit her lip as she quickly curbed her overwhelming emotions. Her gut twisted in knots as she met Eva’s rageful, confused, and fearful glower. “This can’t be how we speak for the last time…” Ritalia’s heart sank. “Zyro is going to lead you out of here; he will protect you…” she paused as she braced herself to lie to her daughter. “I will be right behind you.” “Promise?” Eva pressed. Queen Ritalia forced a smile. “I will always be with you.” Eva still looked unconvinced. Everything had gone silent. Ritalia felt chills form on her skin. An eerie cold submerged her body into an icy atmosphere full of sheer terror and emptiness. “Go,” Ritalia beseeched. Evaleana’s eyes scurried between her and Zyro. Ritalia gave Zyro a look and entered his mind. “Get her out of here… now!” He rapidly grabbed Eva’s hand and pulled her toward the dumbwaiter. Eva reluctantly crawled into the small wooden box and huddled inside. Eva started to panic again. “Where’s father?” she quizzed. Abruptly, loud and heavy footsteps echoed and rang into the queen’s strained ears. Her blood ran cold. “The man from my vision… he’s here…” Her body started to quiver as anxiety enraptured her. “I-I don’t know, honey,” Ritalia stammered. She couldn’t hold her composure much longer. “I can’t feel Traven’s presence… h-he can’t be dead…” Ritalia’s heart shattered, and she couldn’t hide it anymore. “I can’t tell her… she won’t leave if she knows she is about to lose both of her parents...” The queen mentally snapped as she hurriedly ushered Zyro to enter the lift too. She lost complete control over herself as she started to cry. “Mother?” Eva whispered. Ritalia glimpsed at her daughter. Trying to take it all in one last time, she froze. Her long blonde curls, her bright blue eyes, her tiny hands, her button nose, her beautiful face. “I wish I could see her grow.” “Thee will,” Vitality’s voice whispered. The goddess’s presence suddenly gave Ritalia a newfound strength. The young queen stood tall as she spun around to stand her ground. Eva tried to stretch for her, but Zyro held her back. The young mother could hear her daughter’s pleas, but she fought not to look over her shoulder. Ritalia barely heard Zyro struggling with the lift ropes. The footfalls grew closer and louder. Blood roared in the queen’s ears as she remained steadfast. “Mother!” Eva screamed. Ritalia couldn’t fight it anymore. She glanced back to see Evaleana’s face soaked with tears as she continued to reach out for her. Ritalia lifted her hand towards her. Tears gushed down her face as she gathered her power. Before her magic could send the dumbwaiter down, the man from her vision stepped into the doorway. “Face me, Enchantress Ritalia,” the man’s low voice commanded. The world seemed to stop moving as she held Eva’s fretful gaze. “I love you,” she breathed as she flicked her wrist. An energy field of glistening blue luminance encased the dumbwaiter. Before the children were out of Ritalia’s sight, a sword plunged through her gut. She gasped as she felt the blade rip through her body. “NO!” Eva wailed as the lift was hurtled down by Ritalia’s magic. Ritalia slowly glanced down to see her blood gushing out of her. The man yanked the sword from out of her body, sending spurts of the dark red fluid across the room.
By Mel E. Furnish3 years ago in Fiction
Rick and Morty's Dinner Party
"Mort Dinner Rick Andre" Morty accepts death and calls Jessica only to no longer accept their demise and panics to do whatever he can to ensure they survive so he can have a chance with her. Crashing the ship into the ocean, Morty is relieved. However, Rick freaks out over touching the sea on Earth. This dinner party started because Morty accidentally broke Rick's treaty between land and sea with Mr. Nimbus. Rick's nemesis, Mr. Nimbus, appears as we see Rick start to worry.
By Mel E. Furnish3 years ago in Geeks
Sole Survivor: Chapter 2
> Previous < > Next < ****** Dr. Z'las opened a door that led into a wide-open library with hundreds of bookcases and plants all around. An artificial sun floated above a massive transparent dome ceiling beneath the spaceship's center glass arched roof. Space opened up wide over their heads as Lithia followed him into the room, jaw dropped in awe as she held her breath.
By Mel E. Furnish3 years ago in Fiction
Primal Instinct
Despite the calming atmosphere of the summer day, a brawl stirred beneath the trees and between an old fence. Dirt and grass flung through the air as sharp hooves ripped them from the ground. Tails lashed as two powerful creatures snorted and clashed. With every running charge followed by a loud, sickening thud, blood soared in every direction and splattered the surrounding terrain. Thousands of pounds of sheer muscle and adrenaline collided together repeatedly as they butted heads.
By Mel E. Furnish3 years ago in Journal
TCoE: Backstory Blogs Pt. 4 - Cythia
**SPOILERS** Initially introduced in the form of a farm cat, Cythia is presented as a character who has held a close bond with Eva for a long time. Despite their history, Eva knows close to nothing about Cythia's past, while Cythia knows about Evaleana's life far more than she knows.
By Mel E. Furnish3 years ago in Fiction
Hunger
My perception blurs as the cold water flows around me. Eyes dead ahead, watching every movement with eager anticipation. Small fish bump into me, but I pay no attention to their tiny bodies. I can feel the burning need to fuel my body as my insides scream for food.
By Mel E. Furnish3 years ago in Earth
Sole Survivor: Chapter 1
> Previous < > Next < ****** "I don't want to go back," she whispered. Abruptly a young girl with brown skin, dark curly hair, and brown eyes jolted awake in a cold sweat. She was resting in a sterile cod. She commenced to panic before she remembered where she was. As her eyes darted around the room and soon locked on the window, she felt a wave of anxiety flood over her. The young girl slipped out from under the covers to face the unknown that dwelled beyond the glass.
By Mel E. Furnish3 years ago in Fiction
Sole Survivor
*To listen and read along, play the narration video* The foul stench of death and destruction suffocated the atmosphere as radiation from nuclear war clenched what remained in a mutated state. The hatred that spread between humans swiftly destroyed them as they raged sheer malice on one another. Out of fear of different ideologies, skin colors, cultures, and more, the weak-minded unleashed an evil that hadn't been seen in generations.
By Mel E. Furnish3 years ago in Futurism