Them, A Series.

Prologue
I didn't know what I had done until the bomb went off. Screams, blood, rubble. That's all that surrounded me. Mothers grabbing their children's hands and fleeing from the scene, shards of glass flying from the air stabbing at the ground, and even bodies, dead bodies that littered the streets. For how could I had known what I had done? I was only eighteen. I never wanted this, to put my life on the line for T̶H̶E̶M̶. Eighteen is too young to die, too young to meet death's cruel fist. Too early to kiss your loved ones goodbye and sign your life away. However that's what I had done once I had joined T̶H̶E̶M̶. Which reminds me, the ground was littered in not only blood but paint. Well, not exactly paint. It was more of a chalky substance used to mark nelfin who decided to join T̶H̶E̶M̶. That's what made T̶H̶E̶M̶ T̶H̶E̶M̶ after all. Anyways I'm dwelling too much on the past, I must remain focused on what is happening before my eyes. Metal, swords, swords pointed at me. I'm running, not away from the blast but towards it. Into the smoke and debris that crowded around me. I ran and ran until I saw it, or rather..her. Evergreen, my twin and partner in crime. The one who had persuaded me to plant to bomb. Yes, I remember. I had planted the bomb for T̶H̶E̶M̶, they needed my help. They had sent us to do their dirty work. They had sent us to kill a noble, whose name I had forgotten. Dammit! I must have hit my head a lot harder than I had thought when the explosion hit. I had forgotten where I was, where I was going. I was tripping over myself trying to get away from something, the swords? I couldn't see, my vision was clouded, Evergreen had vanished from my sight. I was alone, disoriented. WHERE WAS I? I didn't realize that they - I never finished that thought. I was falling, to the ground. I was instantly tired, and hurt. A throbbing pain pulsed through my head. I had been hit in the side of the head by a blunt object, I hadn't the slightest clue what it was. All I know was that I fell to the floor, thinking of how I would never again do anything for T̶H̶E̶M̶.
 
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Phenomenal writing I say! I love this and I anticipate seeing more. You are really talented. Honestly teach me!! (Haha). I'd really love to see you do more in all honestly though, and I'll pin it to my watched forums just so I can see the next entry! Very ominous and mysterious writing here though, really drew me in.
 
Them, V. I

Daylight awoke me, I was cold, and pleasantly surprised that daylight's warmth could reach me in this decrepit place. I did not remember where I was, or how I had gotten there. I simply just remembered feeling cold, and lonely. Had I been caught? Was I rotting in a jail cell? No, perhaps I was dead and burning in the void. No, that can't be. This void was too cold, and dark. Perhaps I had died, where had I gone? My mind swam with the possibilities of where I could possibly be. Anxiety flooded me, I - Clank. A metallic sound heightened my senses, I was alive. But where was I? I sat up in my dank room, a few slivers of sunlight shining through small cracks in the wall. I glanced to the cracks. They were buried in heavy stone walls overgrowing with moss. Was I in the sewers? No, there was sunlight here. Confusion filled me, WHERE WAS I? A loud sound from behind me answered my question, I was with T̶H̶E̶M̶.