Heir to the Throne - Part I

The story of Saraí, a girl tormented by a dark past and an uncertain future. What would you do if the future of humanity was in her hands? *** My roommate slept in the top bed. I didn't fall asleep easily. I decided to get up for a glass of water, but as soon as I passed the hallway I saw that the kitchen was destroyed and hundreds of mutilated bodies were lying in space. I screamed softly. Outside I saw that a war was going on, the noise of gunfire and bombs took over the atmosphere. I ran, but a man held me back. He was tall and had fire in his wings, on his arms the tattoos glowed a shade of red. He squeezed my arm and stared at me with the most horrible black eyes I've ever seen. "Come with me," he said with a note of hate in his voice. I couldn't refuse, after all he was holding my arm and I was just a thirteen year old girl. He was walking towards a fire pit that formed in the middle of the orphanage's garden, I was screaming for him to let go of me. “No,” I yelled, but he threw me into the big hole. I fell aimlessly, I couldn't see anything below my feet. I felt someone holding me. An angel grabbed me before I got to the end of that hole. He put me down. The tears fell, I tried to face my savior, but he stopped me from looking at his face. "Don't look into my eyes," he said. I looked down and continued to cry. "I'm scared," I said through tears. — I'll protect you, Saraí — he said and disappeared. *** If you like "Fallen", "Hush Hush Saga" and "Made of Smoke and Bone" don't miss this fanfic... You will be surprised! "NEVER JUDGE A GIRL BY HER CHOICES"