NOTE: Holy crep, part 3... TWO PARTS OF PART 3 CAUSE SCHOOLZ AND FAMILY AND POOR DOG GOT HURT AND GNAHHHH!
Expect rants reaaaal sooon... But please!!! I need ideas , comment people! In other words, thanks for the good feed back! nyaa~<3 
Let the story BEGIN!!!

The forest was dark and unforgiving. Nyla could feel stareing eyes upon her. She trudged through the muddy gravle in her pjs. Her mind upset because she was getting her FAVORITE pajamas dirty. The floral pattern had crusty mud all over it, and she hated to be dirty. Just as she was about to stop at a pond to wash up, she saw the town in the distance. The fires stilled burned, but the village was scilent. No more haunting screems, no more sounds of thuming feet as they ran. She went a little faster as the path became wider. 

The scent of ashes and blood filled the air as she stepped into what was once her home. She took a stop at the smith and picked up a steel sword, her axe would do her no good. While she was there, she picked up a silver helmet. It was too big for her and just barely balenced on her head. She ran out when finding some bows, but also encountering a fairly sized spider. "Stop fooling around, " Nyla said, "We need to go in and find Bluebell." Just as she said that, running came up from behind her. Nyla whipped behind her, pulling out her sword. She tackled the fuigure, pinning it, only to have it push her off of it. "Gosh Ny, where'd you get such a big knife?" the figure chuckled. They stepped into the light, revealing that it was August. He hugged her. His night shirt pressed up against hers in a warm embrace.

He stepped into the smith and took a battleaxe. For such a big name, it was pretty small. About the size of Nyla's rusty one. "Come on, let's go in." August pointed to the vine coverd cave with his wepon. "In there?!" "Yeah, thats where some people are being held up, not to mention my CAT is in there." "Uhg... fine.. but I'll stay close..." August groaned, catching up with Nyla, who had already ventured into the cave.

The black stone walls shimmerd at the light of torches placed on the walls. Purpleish vines curled around the walls seemed to tence when they entered. As they walked further, talking was heard. Slick, smooth voices, two woman exactly."Get the hostages, and bring them here. They'll do good as slaves." One woman said. Nyla and August peeked into the dimmed room, and where astonished to see who was the owner of the voice.

It was Bluebell.



HEYYYY Hoped you liked it! Ending coming... later... i dont know when exactly xD Probably soon because BREAK IS SOOOOOON!!!!!!!!!! Happy Christmas!!