Fierce clarion calls echoed throughout the lands of Ariannia as the Avatars; that cursed winged Forbidden race of Humans, attacked and attacked the province. The sounds of their wing beats were the only sound heard amidst the shouts and the cries as wave after wave of Avatars poured onto the battlements. Fierce violet eyes scanned over the crowds of quickly dwindling soldiers and what appeared to be the leader spoke in a gruttal tongue and the fierceness increased; arrows and magic and swords and daggers all thrown into the fray as the Avatars made one final push against the Ariannian army cowering on the battlements. After five days, the Avatars had finally won, even know they landed on the parparets, taking care to land on the dead and dying body of the Ariannian army. Noses were wrinkled at the coppery scent of the blood yet the leader and his two flunkies stepped through the small archway that led to the spiraling stairs. Grinning maliciously they believed to take the castle for themselves. This plan was disrupted.

At the bottom of the stairs they were met by two angry females; both bedecked in outfits befitting those of the Royal families of Ariannia. The first of the two was a tall yet slender girl of about 18, fierce grey eyes seeming out of place against her paled skin. Dark brown curls fell down her back in a tight braid and a thick black cloak fell from her shoulders. Twin wings sprang from her shoulder blades, the feathers starting out gold and darkening to an inky black at the tips. Perched on her shoulder was a fierce and regal looking Golden Eagle; his amber eyes piercing and filled with hate. Magnicificent plummage was ruffled as his mistress stepped forward a few paces. The other was slightly shorter then the one that stood beside her, yet a year older, being 19. Her eyes, a deep emerald green, showed compassion and strength of a different sort. Extraordinarily straight, dark brown hair flowed down the length of her back and covering her shoulders. Covering her olive skin was a flowing dark maroon gown, almost black, and a accenting black cloak. At her side stood a gigantic white Bengal tiger; his fur reflecting the light of the candles around them, his expression grim. He was forever her companion and ally.

Kiyra Illyra Lu'thien glanced sideways at Jamie Linford and frowned slightly; there was no way they could take these Avatars; not without being killed and she for one didn't want that. "Alucard; when I give the signal fly at them. Jamie, when Alucard strikes we run. We can't take them on ourselves." A quick glance was given to Jamie’s Bonded, wondering what the creature had planned. The three winged Avatars stepped closer and with a slight movement of her wrist; Alucard struck,screeching fiercly as his talons stretched out, digging deep in the leaders chest. Kiyra glanced at Jamie and then at her Bonded, Nirvani, who lunged forward, teeth bared, clamping onto one of the other Avatars necks. Knowing their Bondeds would join them soon the two girls ran. When they reached the courtyard they turned left, heading to the stables where they took two of the horses and headed east, Alucard and Nirvani joining them soon after.

The girls rode for many days, wanting to get as far away from the destruction as possible. When they were both satisfied they had put enough distance between them and the Avatars they stopped, finally able to take in the Land about them. The sky was a strange tint of blue and the grass wasn't green as expected but....purple? Shaking her head slightly Kiyra made towards the village she could see, Alucard following along behind her. "Come on Jamie. Let's go."

This place had been Wonderland; a land where creatures of varying elements were Bonded to humans.









:: imagination :: creativity :: maturity :: 14A :: advanced/intermidiate ::


Wonderland

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