The Attack at Midnight
A story of adventure, romance(just kidding), and true friends. Sure to blow you away!
Hello. My name is Charles, and I am the only survivor of the terrifying attack, along with my wife, Janetra. This is my sad story...
It was somwhere along the lines of February, or March. It was a day as normal. Everybody doing what they normally do. It was your average day. Who knew it would soon become a battlefield with no mercy...
It all happened in the town of Koredy, in the Seychelles Islands. Me and my friend Hallon were in the park with our children. Just then, a man with wings appeared. Yes, people in my shelter have called me loony for it.
"People of Earth, heed my warning! THE WINGS ARE COMING! You must evacuate immediately!" At first, people laughed at him. Then he shaped his hands to a sphere and blew up a nearby tree. Then people believed him.
"Woah, wait a second. What are wings?"asked a citizen. His name was Alfred, I think. "More people like me, only more powerful. See that tree? Their leader could blow up 100 trees in one move!"The wings replied. "I am Midnight Wings, their king and leader... or at least, I was." "What happened?"Hallon asked. "It's too late. RUN! IT'S GREEVIL!!!"
What happened after that, I'm not sure. All I remember is watching Greevil blow up Hallon and Alfred and a couple of other people before I passed. The last thing I remember was a bloodcurling cry from Janetra.
I woke up in my house, with Janetra and my child James sitting around my bed. "Oh thank goodness." Janetra sighed as she saw me wake up.
She had a bad scar on her forehead, which could explain the cry. The battle had just begun. "DADDY IS OK!" James howled as loud as he could. Suddenly, though, our happiness ended abruptly.
To be continued...
It was somwhere along the lines of February, or March. It was a day as normal. Everybody doing what they normally do. It was your average day. Who knew it would soon become a battlefield with no mercy...
It all happened in the town of Koredy, in the Seychelles Islands. Me and my friend Hallon were in the park with our children. Just then, a man with wings appeared. Yes, people in my shelter have called me loony for it.
"People of Earth, heed my warning! THE WINGS ARE COMING! You must evacuate immediately!" At first, people laughed at him. Then he shaped his hands to a sphere and blew up a nearby tree. Then people believed him.
"Woah, wait a second. What are wings?"asked a citizen. His name was Alfred, I think. "More people like me, only more powerful. See that tree? Their leader could blow up 100 trees in one move!"The wings replied. "I am Midnight Wings, their king and leader... or at least, I was." "What happened?"Hallon asked. "It's too late. RUN! IT'S GREEVIL!!!"
What happened after that, I'm not sure. All I remember is watching Greevil blow up Hallon and Alfred and a couple of other people before I passed. The last thing I remember was a bloodcurling cry from Janetra.
I woke up in my house, with Janetra and my child James sitting around my bed. "Oh thank goodness." Janetra sighed as she saw me wake up.
She had a bad scar on her forehead, which could explain the cry. The battle had just begun. "DADDY IS OK!" James howled as loud as he could. Suddenly, though, our happiness ended abruptly.
To be continued...
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