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"Run faster Crimson!" My lungs burned as I ran faster from blue blooded trolls. Why where we running? Well we where attacked by them when we were minding our own business. Now we are running for our lives. We never did anything wrong. Not that I know of. We where running towards a large crevasse with water at the bottom. "Scatter!" I turned left as my sister jumped over the crevasse and my brothers went right.

Making the mistake of looking behind me I saw the majority of the blue bloods chasing me. 'Fuck.' As I ran past trees I tried to think of a way to get then off my tail. I could only figure they are chasing the weaker of the group not unlike how the bark beasts hunt. Unfortunately as I came to that revelation I tripped on a tree root. I fell to the ground and my nose began to bleed. Dark crimson blood fell to the forest ground. "We've caught you." I looked up in horror as I saw the blue bloods above my fallen form. A hard blow to the head rendered me unconscious.

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My arms and legs where chained to the stone wall. "I-Ivy? C-charcoal? Blu? Are you here?" All I heard was crying from low bloods. No one answered my calls. "I'm alone? Gog damn it. Why do I have to be alone?" I curled into a ball and dark crimson tears streamed down my face.

'No get a hold of yourself. You maybe alone but it won't be for long. I must be strong. For them.' I uncurled myself and stood up. "THAT ME GO YOU MOTHERFUCKING IDIOTS! I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO YOU FUCKERS! I DON'T BELONG IN A CAGE!"

Apparently I have gotten a few of the blue blood guards attention, unfortunately. "Be quiet." One of them kicked me in the stomach. I growled at him and pulled against the chains. "Not till I rip your head from your sad shoulders." He growled and punched me in the face. My somewhat healed nose began to bleed again. "Fuck

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