I was violently woken up by my teacher, Ms Thorn. My peers staring at me with piercing gazes, seemingly pointing and laughing at me. I hated school.
" Looks like someone thinks the world of dreams is more important than the world of the living." Ms Thorn scorned.
I felt my face heat up as everyone started laughing at me.
Ms Thorn walked to the front of the classroom and turned to me.
" Now boy tell me the purpose the yithet festival." She demanded.
" It u- unifies demonkind a-and brings us c-c- closer to our king." I stuttered.
"Yes, what else."
"I-I don't know miss." I manage to speak.
" The yithet festival renews our bond to our king and forms new bonds between the newborns and the king. This bond becomes permanent during the coming of age ceremony." Ms Thorn said loudly.
" If any of you wish to change your aligence to a new demon king or queen you should do so before you turn twenty one since that's when the bond becomes permanent, breaking only when the demon king dies."she continued.
" The festival started yesterday at sunrise and will end at sunset tomorrow. The yithet festival varies with..."she was interrupted by the bell signaling the end of school.
Everyone rushed out the door pushing and pulling. I slowly made my way out of the classroom where Charlotte,my best friend, was waiting for me.
We held hands while walking to our homes. Charlotte, beautiful, nice, confident, smart, Charlotte. We had been practically attached at the hip since birth. Our parents even joked that we were destined to be with each other. I believed them.
We parted ways when we reached our homes. I greeted my mother who was pulling something out of the oven. Roasted roc from the smell of it. I quickly washed up and sat at the table with my parents to eat. Pleasant conversation flowed while we ate which ended with both of my parents teasing me about my upcoming date with Charlotte during their vacation to renai lake.
Finally I went to bed after much coaxing from my mother.
I woke up in my mother's arms. She was running faster than I had ever seen her run. There blurry world was filled with screams. My mother tripped and I slid across the pavement, my skin scraping across the ground.
I looked to my mother who was impaled on a spear blood dripping on her favorite nightgown. The man holding the spear had a bone chilling smile draped across his face .Run. She mouthed to me.
I turned and spotted Charlotte just a little ways away from her dead mother.
Suddenly my world was red as blood flowed from the holes that weren't there before. They hurt.
I ran over to Charlotte and hugged her tight breathing steadily.
The pain grew and breathing became difficult. I closed my eyes.