here is an excerpt from the book. i know it wont make a lot of sense if you just jump in to it so here is a little background.
setting: mideval type of setting w/ fantasy
characters:
annabel mavis: helps prince vincent on mission and is very independent. wants to be something more then just a servent like her mother and wants to see the world.
prince vincent: a prince who has just lost his father becuase of the war going on and has sworn to kill the man who killed his father (bad guys name is daken wraith). will do anytihng to kill him and doesnt fully un derstand how much he truly needs annabel (even if he doesnt want to except it). his true misson is to end the war between his kingdom and a few other agianst dakin wraith and his army of traitors.
Fran: one of the last shifters in the lands. as a shifter she is wanted by many for her shapshifting powers. fran wants to help vincent and annabel but annabel doesnt fully trust her untill fran tells her a very important deep secret.
what happened right before this:
vincent and annabel get into a fight becuase vincents ego gets in the way and annabel is fed up. fran ,annabel, and vincent part and go seprate ways. fran and annabel stay together and end up getting caught. annabel knows that vincent is not around to help and that it is up to her to save fran and herself because fran was taken over by a drak spirit with dark magic.
(annabel narrating whats going on.)
I felt my heart pounding in my chest ready to jump out my throat. I took in a shaky breath hoping that my capturers wouldn’t hear my unsteady heart. Vincent was my only other source of help seeing has how fans body was being taken over at the moment. I should have never left you Vincent I mumbled to myself. My feeling of defeat slowly started to turn into anger at everyone. If Vincent hadn’t of been so… so… horrible I wouldn’t be in this mess. It was his fault I was all tied up like this not mine. Here I was about to be killed or worse and he was nowhere in sight. I started to come off my anger high just as soon as I came upon it. It wasn’t Vincent’s fault it wasn’t anyone’s fault but my own. It was my own doing that I was here. If I had only done what I was supposed to and guided Vincent and aided him on his journey this would not be happening. I am not going to let them do anything to me. I thought quietly in my head. I am just as strong as anyone else. Even if I had no help and had messed up big time I wouldn’t let myself just give up. “you won’t’ get away with this.” I spat out my voice more menacing and stronger than I thought it would be.
“We’ll see about that.” Zenthyia said in a tone that made me want to kick her. Hard… “Fran ….” I shouted shifting my attention to her “your stronger than this don’t let this wench fool you. Fight Fran fight please.” I then felt a startling blow to the back of my head and slumped down in the chair I was tied to. Falling and fading into a darkness that went on forever.
When I awoke I was hanging from shackles nailed in to the uneven bumpy wall that was behind me. The shackles were digging into my skin my wrists and ankles sore and bleeding. I struggled trying to not give up and to get away.” There’s no use in doing that. You’re only making yourself weaker.” Fran said coming out of the shadows. How long had she been there? How long had I been unconscious? Where was Vincent.” Fran.” I pleaded, and I dint like to plead.” Please let me go. You don’t know what you’re doing. Be strong Fran fight this creature that possesses you I know you can. I believe in you. Vincent’s counting on you I’m counting on you.” I said forcing back my tears as my voice cracked.
“Fran isn’t here right now. And If I were you I wouldn’t count on her ever coming back.” For a moment I forgot who I was talking to and tried to kick the demon that possessed Frans body.
“I don’t think that was a really wise thing to do, Do you?” she said taking a step back. I spat at her and got her right in the face.
“I think we should teach you a little lesson on how to be kind to your hosts and friends.”
“You are no friend of mine I said to her wanting to kick her and not miss. “Besides hurting me will result in you hurting your friend.” I thought this thought over and realized that it was true, no matter how badly I wanted to kick the person inside, and that I would have to think about my actions more carefully. But a little spit couldn’t hurt right? I bowed my head I wanted to give the illusion that I had given up. Maybe this way I could catch her off guard. She knew my trick all too well and didn’t turn around or take her eyes off of me once. It was frustrating. If I only I hadn’t of been so stupid. There was a terrific crash from the room above and it made Fran loose her focus on me for only a moment. That moment was all I needed. All it took was Fran standing too close and my leg kicking her in just the right way. That the keys flew off of her belt and would you believe my
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