"The war has started!?" I gasped. "This isn't possible, it wasn't supposed to happen until a year from now!" I exclaimed. "Well, looks like it came early" Shamus said grimly. "This can't be happening...." my dad muttered.
"There's a bloody war going on outside and you guys are just standing there doing nothing about it!?" Harper yelled from half way across the room. "Well, you're not doing anything about it either" I snapped out of pressure. "Well, Shamus hasn't given anyone any orders to start fighting back against the Light warriors" Harper shot.
"Girls, that's enough!" Shamus snapped. "I'm sorry Sir....." Harper apologized. "So what are we going to do?" I asked nervously. Shamus sighed and looked me dead in the eye, "We're going to stay and fight this war"
"So, it's actually going to happen, I'm going to lose my daughter....." my dad's voice trailed off. Shamus gave my dad a look of forlorn, "Hans, I promise I won't let anything happen to Kayla, I don't care what the prophecy says, Kayla won't die". My dad nodded, then he reached out and hugged me. Everything seemed to melt around me, what if I never saw my dad again?, what if I actually died during this war?, what if...... No stop it! I'm going to fight this war, win victory for the kingdom, and come back to my dad and maybe even my mom perfectly alive! A few tears made their way down my cheek. "I'm sorry that I have to fight this war dad, I truly am" I sniffed.
"Kayla, don't be sorry, I brought this upon myself, I'm the one who should be sorry. I should be fighting this war, but now I can't...... it would go against the rules and the religion of the Kingdom of Darkness for me to become the next Shadow ruler, we must go forwards, not backwards" my dad sighed. He stopped hugging me, reached into one of his pockets, and put a hard, cold, metal item into the palm of my hand. I looked at my hand to see a sharp, thin, shiny, small, silver German dagger. "This was supposed to be given to you last year, but since I didn't want to lose you to the war.........." my dad's voice trailed off. Out of habit, I reached to put the dagger in my jean's pockets, but of course, I was still wearing a dress. I was about to ask my dad about where I should put the dagger, but he spoke first. "Remember, use this dagger well, it doesn't only represent you, but it represents the family name".
I nodded, "I'll use it well, I promise". "Come Kayla, there's no time to waste" Shamus said. Shamus started running towards the doorway. I made my way over to Shamus as quickly as I could with crutches. Shamus noticed how slow I was going, so he ran back over to me and took my crutches. He laid my crutches down on the floor and lifted me onto his back. Wait how am I going to fight a war without anything to lean against or support me, I thought. "Uh Shamus, I didn't think of this before, but how am I supposed to fight this war with a sprained ankle!?" I asked. "Uhhh, we'll think of something!" Shamus yelled while running with me on his back. Just as Shamus made his way out of the dining area doorway, I gave one last glance at my dad. My dad gave a small wave and started crying.
The screams of people and the clash of metal against metal could be heard clearly now. Shamus turned a corner and stopped right in front of one of the narrow staircases. "Shamus sir, do we start fighting!?" Thomas's voice boomed from behind me. "Most of them have already started fighting without your command, but there are some of us, like me who have been waiting for your command, like we're supposed to do" Thomas beamed. "Yes start fighting, get the word around that I give the order to start fighting!" Shamus shouted.
Shamus leaned down and placed me down on the ground while he took out a key from his cloak. He reached over and unlocked a metal trapdoor that was a foot away from the staircase. How didn't I ever notice that before? I thought. Shamus picked me up again and put me on his back. He went through the trapdoor and closed it. He started climbing down a long ladder. Luckily the space was wide enough so Shamus could carry me without scraping me against the wall. The only light was the soft glow coming from the torches in the room below. Once Shamus made it to the end of the ladder, he landed on the floor with a heavy thud. The room was wide with concrete flooring and a steel ceiling. The room was lined with weapons, extra food, water, armor, military boots, red and black cloaks, clothing of all colors (which surprised me, considering that this is the Kingdom of Darkness) , and medical stuff.
Shamus put me down on the ground once again. "This is one of our weapon storage rooms" Shamus said while gathering items from room. Shamus came back with a few daggers, an iron sword, a black cloak with a cyan pendant sewn into the part where the hood and cloak part meet, some on the go snacks, and an empty water bottle. He handed me a cyan t-shirt with no picture on it and a pair of loose fitting blue jeans. "Here, I think that these might fit you" he said as he handed the clothes to me. I looked at him awkwardly. "Oh, um, here, you can go change over by that coat rack". He pointed to a coat rack that held black, gray, and faded blue jackets. "I promise I won't look. I'm going to see if we have an extra foot cast boot for your sprained ankle" he assured.
I army crawled my way over to the coat rack (holding the change of clothes in one arm) and started to get undressed and put the new clothing on. Good thing those coats were long as heck, because if not, it would've gotten awkward. Surprisingly, the clothing fit perfectly. I army crawled my way over to Shamus and handed him the dress and leggings I was wearing. "Ok, I found a cast boot that might fit" he said while putting it on my foot. The cast boot was a black closed toed military boot that I supposed was to help support my ankle until it healed. The boot was a little loose, but of course it could be adjusted. Shamus adjusted it until it fit perfectly. He then handed me a matching regular military boot for my good foot. I put it on and admired it's awesomeness for a few seconds.
"Try standing, see if it still hurts as much" Shamus urged. Cautiously, I stood up. I gave a small wince of pain, my ankle still hurt, but it didn't hurt as much with the cast boot on. Thank goodness for cast boots, or else I don't know how I would even be able to walk without crutches. "So, does the boot help?" Shamus asked. "Ya, it actually helps a lot" I answered smiling. Shamus went over to a rack of female's silver armor. He picked out a chest plate and made me try it on. It was to big, so he picked up a smaller size. It fit almost perfectly, but it would do. Next, he found a helmet with red spirals on it. The helmet didn't cover my whole face, it just covered the back of my head and my forehead. The helmet was a little loose, but just like the chest plate, it would have to make do. The final piece of armor were the leg pads. The leg pads covered all of my legs, except for the ankles. Shamus handed me a brown weapon belt and some daggers to put in the belt's slots. Shamus scanned my outfit, "You're also going to need a sword to fight this war with". He slipped the iron sword into the belt. He handed me a few granola bars and I put them in an empty pouch.
Shamus went over to a water fountain that was in a corner and filled up the water bottle. He came back over and handed the water bottle to me. The bottle had a little hoop on the cap, so I hooked a carabiner hook through the hoop. I gave a smile that showed how happy I was with how awesome I looked. Shamus smiled back, then he handed me the black cloak. "Here, put this on, it will keep you warm and it's part of the Kingdom of Darkness shadow warrior dress code". I'm going to have to carry you up the ladder, unless you can climb it with your cast boot" Shamus offered. "I think I'll try to climb it myself" I said determinately. Shamus nodded and he headed back towards the ladder. I was about to follow him when I remembered that I had left the dagger that my dad had given me on the floor. I quickly went over to it and picked it up. I placed it in a slot that was right next to my sword.
I managed to climb the ladder, but I almost fell a few times due to the extra weight. We finally made it up the ladder and into the castle lobby (I think that's what you would call it). Shamus gave a small sigh and opened the door. "Ready to fight?" he asked, a small worried smile plastered across his face. "Yup, it's not like I have any other choice" I joked. Shamus gave me another smile, it was a real one.
I walked over to the steps that I had tripped on earlier, opened the door, and walked out into the warzone.