Everybody knows
the story of Cinderella, how she loses her shoe, a prince finds her and together
they live happily ever after. Well my mom had a son then a daughter and that
was never in the story. A few weeks after I was born my fathers’ evil brother
Jess attacked the castle and I was sent off with my 5-year-old brother. Wolves
raised us. Nobody told you about that did they?
Well this is my story. My
name is Izzy and my brother is Jonathan. We are the rightful rulers of my
mother's castle, but oh no she's dead along with her prince charming. This is
my story of how I became the warrior I am and how I tried to get my castle
back.
16
Years earlier
I wake with a
start and look around. I couldn’t see what was happening. Then I saw a wolf and
smiled at it dearly.
“Oh my dear
friend you have scared me.” I pet her on the head and then I stand up. “Today I
am 16 my dear friends.” I said looking around to everyone. “I’m going out to
become a warrior. To take back what is mine,” I look around, “Would anyone join
me?”
All the wolves
howled and my big brother smiled at me.
“Good job little
sis.” I saw pride in his eyes.
We left the cave
I had come to call home and set of to find a camp to train. After walking for 4
hours I stopped and looked at Jonathan.
“This looks like
this will work.” I said. We walked around and it was beautiful. A house that
looked well aged. It was abandoned I could see that clear as day. I walked in
the doors and gasped.
“Do you think
this is the place you tell me about in the stories of mom and dad?” I asked him
with amazement in my eyes.
“I think this is
the place.” He said looking around then he stopped. He pointed to something on
the ground. “Mothers step-sisters toe. From when they were trying to fit in the
shoe.”
I walked around
more in amazement it was just like the stories he had told me. I didn’t know
what to say.
After 3 hours of
looking around we had found food that was still good and a fireplace. We then
set up camp. We went to bed early and I woke in the middle of the night to a
scream.
“What is that?” I
whispered to the wolf closest to me. He howled and I knew just what had
happened. Jonathan had been hurt.
“AHHHH!” Another
scream. I got up and ran to the sound and found Jonathan dead on the ground. I
fell to my knees crying and the wolves around me howled and said their
goodbyes. I took my brothers favorite blade and held on to it.
“I will avenge
you. I swear it.” I screamed at the sky full of stars and turn to my wolf
family. “We must avenge my brother he has been like a king to you.” I pointed
at two wolves and spoke quietly, “I want you two to find a river make sure its
close I want to give him the proper farewell, the one my parents were unable to
get.”
They had set off
in the morning. I started to punch a tree by the time they came back.
“Did you find
one?” I asked the oldest. He howled. “Good we will send him tonight.” I started
to cry silently, and kept punching the tree.
Nightfall came
and we set off to the river. When we got there all the wolves looked sad and
depressed. I made a wooden boat and put Jonathan on it. The wolves pushed him
in the river and I shot a flaming arrow at him. The boat caught fire and we all
walked away.
“We will remember
you Jonathan.” I said quietly.
We got back to
the camp and I immediately go to the tree and started punching again.
In the morning
the wolves howled and I was still at the tree punching. My hands had became
bruised and cut open. I didn’t care I just kept punching. It hurt my hands but
I needed to take my anger out somewhere. At noon the wolves started to worry
about me so they made me stop.
“I’m ready to
fight. I’m going tonight. Either come with me or stay behind.” I said looking
around at the wolves.
At night I snuck
off and made a bow. I got to the castle and looked at it in astonishment.
“Wow.” Then I saw
a baby wolf behind me. I crouched and pet her head. “Did you follow me here?”
She howled a little and I smiled. “You must be carful here I don’t want you
hurt.” I helped her hide then I walked in the castle and a boy about 17 walked
up to me and pulled me in a house.
“What are you
doing here Izzy? My name is Kolby and I was supposed to be the one you marry when
you became age they decided before your parents died.” He smiled at me.
“What?” I
fainted.
To be continued…
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