Old story for Nova.

 However, this is not my best, so you will all see a rewritten version up next year.

 Ps: this is missing some of its components that made it very violent. I have it in my head and I am going to make the rewritten  version better than this!

Enjoy it... even though it was written one or two years ago.

 

 

 

Chapter one: Cold and bitter suicide

Rating: pg-13

Reasons: a Suicide, Violence, hints of killing, occasional offensive words…

Note: please don’t flame me, you may criticize, but no flames!

She was a princess… She was Nova Lepus Pureheart. Tears ran down her face… her bright blue eyes had darkened to a shade so dark it could be mistaken for black. She was in sorrow, anger and frustration. Her voice started as a whisper that turned into a wail but ended as a shriek that would rival that of a banshee…

 

Her life was … hell now. A pile of rubble marked the place where her palace used to be…only a few structures stood and they haunted her mind and soul… Her guardians, friends, family and beloved were all dead… what did she have to live for… now?

 

Well, she could kill the traitor…Adrian, the treacherous advisor. She could see him, standing in front of her; quietly reveling in his victory in the shadows of the ruins… she clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes to tiny slits. A softly terrifying and enraged voice whispered in the harsh winds…”Adrian…You will pay for your sin upon me, my friends, guardians, lover, family and my people!”

 

She stood in her tattered, bloodstained gown. It had been a protracted, harsh war… her people paid with their lives… just so that her soul would be free of the menace that was Adrian…the traitor to her people… and she would stop him… now. She was sad yes, but vengeance had to be taken in the name of Ranul, moon of Aiag, the homeland of her beloved prince…so that it would never again occur…

 

Adrian appeared from the shadows of a ruined building, laughing manically and clapping. “Well done, child, you have done my work…” Nova yelled angrily… “You, Adrian, are nothing… but an abhorrent … devious malevolent killer! You brainwashed me! How dare you!”

 

She was standing on a pile of crushed crystals, concrete and wood. Her eyes were as cold as frost. In those darkened blue eyes Adrian saw a deep, unyielding tenacity and an abhorrent remorseful agony… an agony that reached the deepest recesses of her soul…He then knew that this child…Nova…she  would defeat him, no matter what.

 

Adrian glared hatefully at her. She saw madness in his glare and vowed silently to stop it. She would stop it at all costs, even if it meant losing her life .She glared at him grimly and calmly. “Adrian! You… You traitor… How dare you corrupt my soul! You took control of my body and caused it to kill my beloved, friends, guardians, people, children and elders, the carnage of your inexcusable act will not go unanswered! I, Nova, will have vengeance for my people!”

 

 She spoke, with a hint of steel in her voice. She could not stand it... What he did was an unforgivable deed of countless atrocities. Having spoken those words, she drew her sword and yelled, “Are you ready to die? You deserve it, seeing that you are an abhorrent deceitful and disloyal bastard!” She then ran rapidly at him.

 

Her dark blue eyes now filled with hate, her blonde-brown hair, now tainted with blood swirled around her face. Her eyes looked down upon him. She spoke, “Your punishment is death, for sins of treason, brainwashing and the massacre of many innocents!” she yelled, authoritatively, looking regal, despite the sword, all the blood and tears…