Texas Sharka (P.O.V)

I put my hand over the prophecy to let my eyes rest. "Aggh!" I screamed. It doesn't make sense, I have read it over and over again!

The rose was once white, then it slowly become drowned out by weeds and all the evils known. Then the Moon and Sun came to hack down the weeds and release the rose. It was all fair and fun, but the once white rose is now forever the deep red of blood.

I read the prophecy aloud. I knew that the 'rose' meant Feral. I folded up the paper and slipped it into my pocket. I flopped onto my bed and let my hair fly on my face. Feral was out getting supplies and Skipper was- I stopped my thought. "Where's is Skipper!?" I sat up and jumped out of the carriage. We were parked just outside a town that was heavily guarded. I tried walking in but got stopped. "Excuse me Ma'am, do you have any weapons on you?" One of the guards asked. I rolled my eyes and started walking faster. "Ma'am?" He repeated. I rolled my eyes once more and turned to them. "Are you blind? Of course I have a freakin' weapon. Now if you don't mind I need to go get my friends." I said to them. " Is your friend that Feral girl?" The second guard asked raising an eyebrow. I looked a little surprised and quickly walked into the town. I heard the first guard talk into his walkie-talkie. I started running through the town looking for Skipper. I turned the corner and got tackled by a guard. Then three more came. They were all wearing helmets that covered their faces. I quickly stood up and kicked the helmet off a guard or so I thought. I looked and saw that it was no guard it was a bazerker! Its skin was so pale it was almost white and its veins were black. The bazerker had red eyes and no hair. I grabbed both my tomahawks. I threw one killing a bazerker instantly. I didn't have enough time to kill them all do I just ran grabbing my tomahawk that stuck out of the creatures face. I ran to the carriage making sure I wasn't followed. Feral was sitting on the table with a worried look on her face. "Where is Skipper?" She asked. " I thought she was with you!" I replied. " Well, shit!" Mumbled Feral. She always was cursing, even at the slightest things. Just then Skipper bursted through the door with a big smile across her face. Behind her was a tall man about 18 or so. He had blond hair that was spiked up and an even tan. He was quite muscular but the thing that got my attention was his eyes. Not the fact that they were dreamy or anything but one was green and the other was an ice blue.