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Final Engagement- The Legend of the Black Stone

Introduction



Two dark furred rabbits crept through the rainy night of Carrotus. One’s shadowy figure crept along a bush as the other’s followed. The one in lead had a sword on its back, the other had something looking like a hunting knife on its hip. Lightning flashed; for a split second you saw a pair of blue and purple eyes and two female figures. The she rabbit in lead pulled the sword from the sheath and cut away some vines in front of them. They walked a little farther before running into a spider. Crawling under it they ventured into a open field.

“Angel…” The shorter rabbit’s voice whispered from behind her.

“Hmm? What is it?” The other rabbit whispered back softly.

“ I think I stepped on one of those turtle traps”, she said limping over next to Angel.

“I’ll carry you, common”, Angel said quickly. She picked her sister up and started walking to a small boarded up shack. She kicked the boarded up door down and carried her sister in and lied her down gently on the floor before repairing the door with magic. Angel pulled herself over to her sister and healed her sister.

“You’ll be alright, Daizy, the turtles won’t find us…I hope.”

“If they do, I’ll stay and fight ‘till the end!”

“No, I die, you run, you can be the first queen of Diamondus!”

”Oh no! Angel, never! I would NEVER leave you!”

”You have to, please, do it for father, do it for mother…do it for me. Father fought ‘till the end-“ They both went completely silent. They hadn’t talked about their dead parents since their death at the train station. “-I’m sorry, Daizy…”

Pink Daizy cried silently to herself as Angel followed.

“I hate it here!” Daizy sobbed.

“I do, too. I do, too…” Angel whispered to herself plopping down next to her sister, Daizy.

“Get some rest…I’ll stake out until dawn.” Daizy pulled the hood of her cloak over her head and fell asleep on the floor. Angel pulled out her sword and stabbed it into the earth. She took her black cloak off leaving her leather bodysuit and gently spread it over her sister. The rain pounded hard outside as Wild Angel rested her head gently on her sword’s crosspiece and fell asleep.





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