So I've been thinking (with the help of a friend), I knew I couldn't leave you on chapter 7! No, and the fan fiction? FORGET ABOUT IT! Ok..... I'm very sorry.... so, I decided to CONTINUE MAH STORY! Yay! Go ahead if you're a fan, and cheer! (Do I sound like a loser?) Here's the chapter 8, my best recopy of it!!
Ally
I sighed with relief as I saw Will pull himself out of the rubble. He had a twisted ankle, bruises, and a black eye, but seemed strong enough to pull himself up and about. Awesome.
"I think we have to stay here for a while." I announced.
"Nooo!!" Will said sarcastically. "You think? Ah, yes! Thinking we have to stay is not cleared enough at all!"
"And you must've been a military brat when you were in the army," I said. Will shut his mouth. Yes, that was the end of that conversation.
"Tomorrow will bring us to 3 days before your... transformation." Will said, and took his cousin out of my hands, then laid her on a charred pillow. "You're on pressured time."
"I know, I know!" I threw my hands onto my ears. "I know that, of course!" I turned to the giant hole in the house. "And I don't need to be reminded."
"I'm sorry," Will mumbled.
The sun began to set. The sky was a purplish yellow, which kinda reminded me of the sickening face of the Demon Lord.... although he did look like a human bathing in purple dye.
"I'll go ask the villagers and see if they have any yummy eats for us," I said. "I mean, we're out of food anyway..."
"Agreed." Will said, then paused a moment thoughtfully. "Suppose the villagers are scared of you?"
"Eh, I dealt with them while you were freeing yourself." I said. "But I do think they might be scared of me.... meh! A human's a human!"
"Why don't I just ask them instead?" Will said, then looked at me with a grimace. "And you're not adorable."
"Hey!" I snapped. "What's more different from you and me?"
"You're not... what I say ugly, but you can't beat my pup face!" Will said.
"You mean dog face." I replied, rolling my eyes. "Just go get the food!"
Will ran... I mean, limped off into the village. At that moment, Keesa opened her eyes, gasping for breath.
"Keesa!" I said. "You're awake!"
"No duh." Keesa replied. "What happened?"
"Sicapa, I guess, died, and a thing went into you and possessed your bod." I said casually.
"Oh," Keesa said. "And I guess I tired myself out and the thing went out of me."
Then I thought of the idea of the Demon Lord in Keesa, and gagged a little. "You know, I think it was the Demon Lord who possessed you."
Keesa paused, her eyes showing that she was thinking of lots and lots of thoughts. "The Demon Lord.... while I was sleeping, I had a dream... it was far too much to bear. You see, it turns out the Demon Lord was a..."
"Imma back with a bunch of apples, bread, butter cakes, and... I think it's either fruit punch or berry blood. No one can tell the difference!" Will laughed, bursting into the house. "Who wants to eat outside, like a picnic?"
"I guess Keesa needs some fresh air," I said, curious on what she was about to say.
"Alright!" Will said, and we all walked or skipped out of the house and onto a hill that separated our little shelter from the village.
Will passed out the apples; red for me, Keesa with yellow, and himself with green. Then, Keesa tore the loaf of bread into three separate pieces for us, and the butter cakes were plenty to go around.
I bit into the apple, juicy with crisp texture. It tasted a bit funny, like the apple's flesh went tart like a cherry, then a bit spicy like cinnamon.
"What kind of apple is this?" I said, taking another bite. "Red delicious? Fuji? Macintosh?" I asked.
"Wha?" Keesa asked. "Those names for apples are ridiculous! Who names an apple red delicious? That's plain weird!"
"You're eating a Cinna-Cherry apple. Best red apple there is! It has the flavor of cinnamon and the nutrients of a cherry, along with the texture and looks of an apple!" Will said, then showed me his apple. "This is a sour apple. It's very sour. I like sour things." Will then showed me Keesa's apple. "She's eating her favorite, a wheat apple. It's juice tastes like grains and cereal."
"Interesting," I said. "I never heard of these names for apples."
We all bit into the bread in unison. It tasted perfectly baked; a crunchy, golden outside with soft fluffy-ness on the inside. I curiously took a sip of the juice provided. I instantly tried my best not to gag.
"This is very.... tart?" I said, then it tasted spicy, then bitter, then salty, and then sweet."
"Oh, must be berry blood." Keesa explained. "The taste plays on your taste buds, and then puts you right to sleep!" Her expression drastically changed. "We better go inside before you fall asleep!"
"M-hm," I said, my eyelids suddenly heavy. Just a nap.... just a nap...
I heard Keesa and Will packing up the butter cakes into a napkin. They helped me stand up along the way. Will put me onto a broken bed.
My whole body felt as if it were on fire.... I thought about the accident, when I first waited for my parents... I missed them..... and the Demon Lord.... seemed so scary.... how could I ever fight him? Sure, he's my age, but he was the leader of Unborne......
At least by tomorrow we'll be at the volcano... hopefully...
And as I fell asleep, I saw the Phoenix vision, and the majestic fire bird gave me a kind smile, yet sad and solemn.... I wondered what that vision meant.
I wondered what my life meant.
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