The Day We Arrived

When The Ashes Fall

It was so dark yet it seemed the world couldn't have been any sweeter. It was peaceful and dark. I was just floating there in the darkness. Nothing around me not as far as the eyes could see. When there shined something. It was so bright I just wanted to go towards it. The closer I got the better I felt the more awake I felt. finally I reached it and everything went black again.

There was a loud boom next to my head when I came to I started to slowly opening my eyes. Looking around it wasn't just darkness anymore there were people and objects.. and little pieces of something falling all around me. I had the brilliant idea I wanted to catch it with my tongue no idea why just felt right. I stuck my tongue out to catch whatever was falling and one tiny piece fell on my tongue and I cringed.

Holy s**t that tasted horrible... What was that and why would I try to catch it with my f*****g mouth. Now where am I? Who are these people? But bigger question who the f**k am I?

"Ashe doesn't taste the best. I bet you have a lot of questions to ask. All of which I will answer once your cleaned up and ready to begin" the man in the cloak said. Standing maybe 20 feet from me.

A bunch of females took me down to a room laid some cloth on the bed and pointed me to the bathroom.

"Where am I... Who am I" I ask trying get someone to answer me.

They look at me and smile "We aren't supposed to say till they are ready for you to know".

I look around the room and head to the bathroom. Looking around there wasn't much in the bathroom. I start to strip down an notice I had a huge scar running down my torso.

What the hell is this. I do not think this is normal to have.

I look over all my curves and I start running down my torso and along my right side I had a huge scar like I had been sliced open. I started running my hands over it my skin felt like silk and the scar skin felt like the softest petal of a rose.

I take a nice warm shower. Enjoying the water running down my shoulders down my bare chest and over my torso. As the blood ran out of my hair and started draining with the water I started to hear screaming.

Surprised I turn off the water grab a towel and start looking around. Walking out into the bedroom I started to look around for the source of the screaming. I then turn my attention to the door and realize its coming from outside the wooden door curious I grab the handle and pull it.

It had a creaking noise to it. Opening the door I look out into a flame lit hallway.

"HAY WHEN I GET DONE WITH YOU NOT EVEN THE HELL HOUNDS WILL WANT YOU AS THEIR PUPPY CHOW".

Hearing that I start walking to investigate and see painting after painting. a bright light was illuminated in a room I walked over to the guard rail and leaned against it.

Down below was two people fighting and it was getting interesting. They were fighting with swords and knives. watching their attacks were like watching them dancing with weapons. In that moment I felt like a child waking up on Christmas. Their attacks had such rhythm to it suck grace. I felt like I was melting each hit that connected. Watching them was truly a beautiful sight to behold and it was amazing.

Without realizing someone was standing be hide me.

"I don't know who you are but you are one hell of a view"