The chosen one is what? part 1

They came when my husband was working the fields. Their horses trampled our farm land. Their men screamed in rage, instilling fear in anyone witnessing their marches. Arrows hailed down from the sky setting fire to our crops and home. I grabbed my son and ran outside as bits of burning reed fluttered from the ceiling before the roof collapsed.

My husband came running towards us. “RUN!” He yelled. “TAKE THE BOY AND- ARRRGH”, he stumbled to the ground with an arrow protruding from his back. As he fell, his assailant appeared behind him, riding towards us with a shortbow in hand.

I once again grabbed my son and ran for the trees in the other direction. Our best chance was to lose him in the thicket of the forest. I made my way with him in my arms, carefully protecting my son from the thorns and sharp leaves of the razor ferns while they tore into my skin. When I finally found cover for the both of us. I examined my son’s body for any wound before rashly tending my own.

Just as I tore apart the seam of my dress for a makeshift bandage, an arrow dug into the tree right next to us. The hunt wasn’t over. I could hear the horses but didn’t see them. I ran and ran until I stumbled upon a clearing. As fast as I could, I made my way to cross it, but I was stopped in my tracks when a rider jumped out of the bushes right in front of me. I turned around to run but found we were surrounded by dark figures coming out from the trees all around the clearing.

One of them approached us. It was a tall man in dark armour. His hair was long and grey, decorated with a white and thorny crown, his face however looked youthful. As he got off his horse and came closer, I spotted his pointy ears and white eyes. It was the king of the dark elves that haunted our kingdom.

“You will be the one to tell your ‘king’ we are here. You will send him our message: We don’t want a deal, a treaty, or peace. We have come for your land, we will take your land, and we will conquer and destroy everyone in our way.” His voice is sharp.

I nod silently with tears running down my face. I dared not to cry, for what he’d do to me if I did. “But you will not leave before I KILL your son and have my way with y-”

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A strange sound I’d never heard before interrupted him and a beam of bright light shot from the sky before the dark elf in front of me exploded, and a naked man appeared taking his place.