Aphmau POV

I frantically looked around my village for any sign of my parents.

The village was in flames, people ran in other directions trying to save their children from the disaster that awaits them. My parents already got me to escape safely, but I need to make sure they're safe for our own sake. Something emerges from the forest, in fact someone emerges from the forest, a group of people wearing red armour with huge swords in their hands came charging in, ready to pounce at their victims.

I stifled my scream as I saw one of the mean armour guy's sword plunging in through the local baker's stomach making her fall to the ground in pain.

I ran away the other direction not wanting my fate to match the poor bakers. Instead I looked around for any signs of my parents. I almost sighed in relief as I saw them battling the four red armour guys with their swords that I didn't know they even had. One of them spotted me and as I was about to make a move he came charging towards me.

"Oh look what we got here? Another pesky little brat that we get to kill." I whimpered only to make him laugh even more.

"Aphmau? Leave Her Out Of This!" The guy looked between us only to see the resemblance.

"Ah, so she's your daughter, I see..." He grinned evilly and before I could shout his friends sneaked behind Mum and dad and stabbed them with their sharp swords.

"NO!" I screamed but it was too late.

Mum and Dad laid lifeless on the floor, their blood surrounding them in puddles while the evil man laughed maliciously, I held my mouth as endless tears escaped my eyes. I composed myself and ran away, I could hear their footsteps trail from behind me so I quickly hid in a bush near the outskirts of the forest.

"Where Did She Go!" I could the man growl as I was careful enough not to make any sudden movement.

Their footsteps became faint until I was sure they weren't here anymore, I quickly got up to see the village already in ruins, I run to the spot where Mum and Dad were killed and quickly buried them somewhere, where I was sure it was safe.

I wiped the traitorous tears and got up from the muddy ground that the rain has caused.

I remember Mama always used to say 'stay strong and fight back' she knew she wasn't going to always be here for me, and I was smart enough to know that once you pass you'll never come back, but that's the whole point, you need to fight to survive, mourning and crying like a baby won't do you any good when you know you can improve to become the better person.

And I plan on becoming that person who fights back and gets revenge.

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