Category : Stories

Sub Category : Fantasy

Carry Lovely has been fighting a war from  when she was a child. She was taught when she was little that the other Castle on the side of the woods was the enemy. This is what her parents taught her.  When she was twenty years old an all out war broke out between the two Castle's. Carry had been waiting for her turn to fight. 


She grabs her sword and walks out into the battle field ready to fight for her land. She didn't know what she was going to run to when she got out there. She had no fear as she walked into the battle field with her sword in her hand. She walked down the hill towards the enemies Castle. She put her sword at her side. 


Mean while Rafael Monty who was as a child a fighter. He watched his father fight their enemy for years. He knew he was born to fight. He had been practicing since he was a child for this. He stepped off the Castle steps and headed towards the field. 


Rafael's blond hair was tied back in a ponytail. He wore a black mask over his nose and mouth. You could only see his baby blue eyes as he walked out on to the battle field with his sword at his side. He walked towards Carry with determination in his eyes. As he got close to her his eyes softened. He recognized her from his childhood.


They had been friends since they were young children. One day their parents have a dispute over the land between the two Castles. Carry's father thought the land belonged to him. Rafael's father said it belonged to him. A huge war broke out between the two families.


This war would put the children against each other. As they both moved in closed towards each other. Their faces turned somber and they looked at each other with sadness in their eyes. The bombs were going off all around them. They stood their looking into each others eyes.


They didn't want to raise their swords to each other. They just stood there among the bloodshed around them. As the war went on. Their eyes fixed on each other. Rafael whispered into Carry's ear. 


"I can't fight you we friends. " Carry lay down her sword. "I can't fight you either. " She whispers back to him. He lays down his swords and wraps his arms around her. "There is no need for this war. " 


Carry shook her head as they began to walk away from the battle field.  Rafael reached for her hand as they walked away from everything. They were older now and it was time to let this dispute die. They looked at each other as they walked belong the road between the woods. The war was over and they were the last standing. 


            The End.