Soldiers Descendants

Albert Sonny's Journal

    The sun rose slowly, relfecting off the morning dew. Today I woke before the dawn. The air felt different. The birds not singing as normally. I am not quite sure on how to explain it. I noticed that off in the distance, storm clouds have begun to roll in. This will be our first storm here in the mountains. The clouds will probably reach here within the next ten minutes or so.

    I walked back into the house, closing the doors tightly behind me. I made my way to the bathroom, undressing as I went. I turned on the tubs facet, adding in vanilla scented oil. I got into the water, relaxing and listening to the thunder in the distance. 

    I ran a hand along the scar on my hip bone. It is the only scar that doesn't have a tattoo covering it. I had carved the word 'imperfect' into my hip because of something my dad had said. Taking it to heart, I went to the bathroom and spent an hour there. I had gotten into a burning bath and in the end, blood was dripping down my hip and the water had turned pink.

    My friends don't know how much I cut when I have my bad days. They will come suddenly. On those days, my friends leave me be so I can have time to myself. I have been lucky to not have one yet, but I have no doubt I will have one in the coming days. I know when I get ready to have one. It's like a pending doom.

    The lights flickered as a c***k of thunder shook the house. I clutched the side of the tub, sitting up as I heard Jonah's shriek ring through the house. A series of shouts and door slams followed behind the shreik. I heard my door creak open and slowly shut after a minute.

    Jenna walked into the bathroom with a sheepish grin. I raised a brow at her. "Mind if we stay in your room until you come out?" She asked sheepishly, a blush rising in her cheeks, realising I had nothing covering me, only clear water. "You are really well built."

    "If you have had enough of checking me out, my dear, go to my room and sit on the bed. I'll be out in a bit." I ordered. She walked out of the bathroom red in the face. Chuckling, I went back to relaxing. The smell of vanilla overwhelmed my sense. I welcomed it fully as it dulled the aching headache from last nights nightmare.

    Thunder rumbled through the house once again, earning whimpers from my room. I rolled my eyes at their childish fear. Whenever it storms, they run to my room or call me. I will stay on the phone with them until it was over. I don't understand their fear, but I will support them. It's what I do best. I protect my own.

    I put my underwear on and slid on an oversized shirt that could be a night gown. I brushed my hair out. "I'm going to have to cut it short again." I muttered.

    I walked to my room to find everyone huddled on the bed. I laughed. I turned on another light to make the room brighter. "Well, I guess this is a great way to start out the day. Let's make our way down stairs. I will bring my how ever many times great grandpa's journal. Sound like a deal?"

    I followed them down the stairs. They somehow still managed to cling to each other as they went down. I clutched my grandfather's journal, wondering what he would have wrote about. "Alright guys, get comfortable." I sat on the couch between Joseph and Jonah. I opened the book and studied the hand writing. It was odd but readable.

Day 1

    Today  is the I must marry. I do not wish to marry Melody. Her and her family are only after my fathers money. I won't go through with the wedding though. I love another, but she not human. I love the Princess of the Moors. Her parents know and have given me their blessing. Today, I leave my younger brother the heir and I leave to the next kingdom over to marry my love.

    "Wow. Your grandpa was a rebel. He totally defied your family." Neil exclaimed. "Skip to some of the more interesrting ones."

Day 98

    My beautiful wife has told me that she is three months pregnant. I dearly wish to be here for my childs birth, but I am being called away to the kingdom up north. I know not why. Only the mightest of soldiers are going. My wife is my life and if this makes a better future for her, then so be it. I vow to return to my love once again

Day 200

    The war rages on and I have yet to see it being close to the end. I am the leader of the war. The Dark Elves have combined their forces. My fellow brothers and sister stand by my side and we keep our hopes that one day this will end. The blood that litters the ground is overwhelming. One day peace will rule these lands again.

    "War? Dark Elves? He is crazy!" Jenna exclaimed.I rolled my eyes and skip more pages. An hour passed. I listened as they made fun of my grandfather and I even joined in on it. We were all happy when he rejoined his wife and twins. He went into detail on how he came to this world with his friends and family to start and knew life while thier home began to heal. 

    "I have a question though. If this other world did exist, did the war end? He never said." Erick asked. I shrugged, feeling as confused as him. "I'm not going to sit here and try to figure your family out. He is about as crazy as your family is today." I couldn;t help but nod in agreement.