- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- One post per day
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Transgender
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Romance, A bit of horror, magical, and almost everything.
Thunder roared as rain pelted down. Screams of fear were resounding through the castle. Blood was running down the hall from the queen's bedroom. Queen Zelda was dead. The princess, her only heir, had to be saved. Servants were running in fear, trying to keep the killer from their sweet princess. "No! I need to go with her!" A young sheikah girl, Inx, shouted as she ran towards the stables where the princess was to go into hiding. "Please, I need to keep her safe!"
The woman on the horse, Inx's mentor, shook her head. "Inx, you need to stay here. The princess will be safe with me. You need to stay on the look out for the Hero." The silver haired woman gave her pupil one last pat on the head before moving the sleeping princess in her arms. "Yah!" A dark horse ran through the night, escaping the castle through a secret entrance. The screams of victims seared through the castle. A dark mist followed as a cloaked figure ran through the main entrance, a blood covered sword in his hands.
Inx stood in the rain, her light blonde hair darkened and sticking to her skin. A tanned hand reached up to her head, brushing away some loose strands of hair in mild shock. "But the hero won't come... The hero won't come..." She fell to her knees, unaware of the dark shadow that was coming over her.
"No... No... NO!" Red eyes flew open as Inx woke up with a shout. Sweat dampened her neck as she panted. It had been over three months. The hero hadn't appeared, and Inx still had nightmares. Taking a deep breath, Inx slipped out of the bed. She went to the washroom and quickly cleaned herself, ridding her body of the buildup of sweat. It brought her back to a calmer reality, one where she now had no use. The other guards often gossiped and whispered, the newer ones wondering what a SHEIKAH was doing in the castle, how they were suppose to be all dead. It annoyed her to no end.
Braiding her hair, Inx threw on her day clothes, covering everything but her eyes. Just another day waiting around for a hero that wouldn't come. That was Inx's life. Who knew it was going to change so soon? And maybe for the better.
The woman on the horse, Inx's mentor, shook her head. "Inx, you need to stay here. The princess will be safe with me. You need to stay on the look out for the Hero." The silver haired woman gave her pupil one last pat on the head before moving the sleeping princess in her arms. "Yah!" A dark horse ran through the night, escaping the castle through a secret entrance. The screams of victims seared through the castle. A dark mist followed as a cloaked figure ran through the main entrance, a blood covered sword in his hands.
Inx stood in the rain, her light blonde hair darkened and sticking to her skin. A tanned hand reached up to her head, brushing away some loose strands of hair in mild shock. "But the hero won't come... The hero won't come..." She fell to her knees, unaware of the dark shadow that was coming over her.
"No... No... NO!" Red eyes flew open as Inx woke up with a shout. Sweat dampened her neck as she panted. It had been over three months. The hero hadn't appeared, and Inx still had nightmares. Taking a deep breath, Inx slipped out of the bed. She went to the washroom and quickly cleaned herself, ridding her body of the buildup of sweat. It brought her back to a calmer reality, one where she now had no use. The other guards often gossiped and whispered, the newer ones wondering what a SHEIKAH was doing in the castle, how they were suppose to be all dead. It annoyed her to no end.
Braiding her hair, Inx threw on her day clothes, covering everything but her eyes. Just another day waiting around for a hero that wouldn't come. That was Inx's life. Who knew it was going to change so soon? And maybe for the better.