15) unexpected

The light floods in as a command rings out for the end of the fight. I'm covered in blood and gore. Most of my weapons have been discarded in fallen bodies. We begin the trek back through the forest to the castles, picking up weapons as we go. Cradling the injured to make it back to the medics.

Cylipso drags her weapons across the floor as she trudges right behind me. She looks drained and heavy. Blood spatters her face and hair. She has a deep gash on her left arm that I tied and patched up with my shirt. She will carry today with her for the rest of her life.

I remember my first bloodshed. It started on a stormy summers evening. I was reading a romance novel in the pack library when the siren went off and everyone rushed out the small heaven. Every able body was washed through the sea of people and crashed with weapons to be strapped on. I was in the second grouping of warriors to face the attack. I remember the first enemy I faced. He was tall and had dark