Chapter 1
He was coming at Morgan with full force and she was ready to block but right when Elias was to strike her with his wooden sword Ethan jumped in front of her and was hit on his upper arm. Ethan fell on his knees and dropped his wooden sword that he had held in his right hand so that he could grab his left upper arm with it at the spot were Elias had hit him. His face grimaced in pain and Elias just stood there in chock. He didn’t really know what had just happened, then he got down on his knees in front of Ethan.
‘’I’m sorry but you just can’t jump up like that when I’m in a middle of a swing’’ Elias said in both an annoyed and repentant tone.
‘’yeah, well I wouldn’t do that if you hadn’t come for my sister with full force’’ Ethan said in an angry tone but with a smile on his face. ‘’because you know, it is my job to protect her. She is my sister.’’
Now she was angry. Morgan didn’t need her stupid twin brother, that was born three minutes after me, protection she was stronger than them and could protect myself if he and everyone else would just let her show them. But every time they would train in teams the guys on her team never let her fight any, they would just say that fighting wasn’t for girls and that it was the boys job to protect girls. That makes her so angry and she couldn’t hold it in anymore.
‘’I don’t need to be protected I can protect myself just look at you Ethan! Just because you think that you have to protect me you got hurt and I didn’t even need you for protection! I could have beaten him!’’ she screamed and all four boys looked up at her, all of them chocked. They had heard the angry in her voice and she think that they had gotten a little scared of her but she didn’t care, she was angry at them and she wasn’t going to hide it this time.
‘’Morgan’’ Ethan started but stopped when their eyes met. Their eyes had the same crystal green color but at this moment hers was angry. When their eyes met and he had seen that anger that her eyes showed he stopped talking and started to show fear in his green eyes that was so much like hers.
The grip on her wooden sword that had been resting in her right hand got harder. She lifted her arm so that it was in a line with her shoulder and in ten seconds all four boys was on the ground either on their back or stomach. She was a little proud to have knocked them out like that but they hadn’t been ready so at the same time it didn’t really count.
She had gotten a bad feeling all of a sudden, Morgan turned around and there he stood, her father
‘’Morgan White’’ he screamed and started to walk towards her that stood with her wooden sword in her hand and four boys on the ground around her.
He used Morgan’s last name. When he uses her last name it is never good, she’s in big trouble now.
‘’what have you done here’’ he said while looking down on the four boys that started to move now. ‘’Morgan answer me’’ he looked at me and she didn’t know what to answer him. What was she supposed to say?
‘’I… uhm..’’ Morgan was looking down on the ground, she was too scared to look him in the face and she couldn’t even get a real sentence out. Morgan could feel her eyes water. Something warm started streaming down her cheeks and when it reached her mouth it tasted a little bit like salt. She couldn’t stop the tears and she looked up at her father.
‘’They said that girls wasn’t supposed to fight and that girls needs to be protected! But I don’t need them to protect me I can protect myself! I’m much stronger than them!’’ Morgan had screamed at his face with all the power her lungs wanted to give Morgan while having her eyes totally closed in fear of looking directly at her father while screaming at him. She looked at his face and it showed both shock and anger. What had she just done? She had screamed in her Father’s face. 12 year old Morgan White had screamed in her father’s face for the first time. He is going to kill her, she’s dead.
The boys had gotten up on their feet under the seconds she had been screaming at her father. And now they stood all beside her in a form of a little less than a half circle facing her and Ethan’s father. Samuel Walker, a boy with dark black hair and blue eyes and a lot taller than Morgan but that is expected of a boy who is a year older than her, stood on the left side of her. And beside him stood Elias Eastmill, a boy that’s 12, the same age as she and her brother. He has a mix of red and brown in his hair and grey eyes, he is the same height as she. Closest on Morgan’s right side stood her twin brother Ethan White. He was a little bit taller than she and they did not have the same hair. His hair was dirty blond and a bit messy while her was golden blonde and curly but their eyes was still the same crystal green color. Beside him stood James Granheart, this country’s prince and Ethan’s best friend. James has dark black hair in a ponytail at the upper back of his head. It was not so long but still long enough to fit in a beautiful ponytail. His eyes are a dark blue that you could even see in the dark night and he is the tallest of the boys.
‘’Mr. White it’s okay, we did say that so it’s our fault, please don’t be angry with her.’’ The one that said that was James. He had sounded so grown up for being 13 years old, but she could understand that. He had to go to many meetings with his father the king, George Granheart, so he had learned how to sound grown up.
‘’that doesn’t change the fact that she beat you all down on the ground and it’s nothing wrong with saying that girls isn’t supposed to fight because they isn’t supposed to fight, that’s a man’s job. A soldier’s job.’’ Her father looked at Morgan while saying all that, and then took her hand in a hard grip and dragged her away with the boys still standing there in line with a hole in the middle.
Morgan was sitting on her bed reading a book that her mom had left for her when she had died 4 years ago. This book was about all the different powers humans can have and Morgan loved it when her mother used to read it for her and they would talk about what power she has. I miss that a lot.
It was when her mother died that her dad started to think that girls shouldn’t fight or be soldiers. Morgan’s mother had been a solider, a really great one. Morgan wanted to be one too but my father won’t say yes to that, ever.
The door started to crack and her father stepped in to the small room.
‘’As punishment for today, you will stay at home while the rest of us are going to the festival’’ that was all he said and then he stepped out of the room and closed the cracking old door.
The ‘Sky Festival’, it’s a celebration for the war that ended 433 years ago. It’s held here in the capital Yume and Morgan wasn’t going this year. She loved that festival. There are all sorts of food, drinks, games and much more. She and the boys always ate and played the games till the sun came up and the festival ended. The day after, none of them would going out to play or ate anything, they are always so tired and never hungry.
She was going to miss that because last year was the last sky festival Morgan was going to have gone to. She had decided to leave. She wasn’t going to live here anymore. She’s going to travel and see the country. Run away from all the rules.
Morgan jumped of her bed leaving the book on her pillow and walked to her closet opened it and took out a backpack that was a little large for the size of her little body. She walked back and put the backpack on the bed and started packing. The first thing she put in the bag was the book she had been reading before she had started packing. Next Morgan walked to the closet again and picked some of the clothes both worm and some that she could wear in the summer, but not to many it would be heavy to carry to much. Then she packed some blankets so she wouldn’t freeze at night. When her mother had been still alive they would go out in the woods and live there for two or three days so she knew at least a little about how she would take care of myself. She wasn’t helpless like her father thought.
When she was done packing she walked over to her desk and started to write a letter. Morgan felt bad for leaving, so at least she had to tell her father and Ethan that she was leaving so she started to write.
- To Dad and Ethan.
Dad I’m sorry but I don’t feel like this is home anymore. I know you love even if the only thing you do is to be angry with me and at least half of the time it is my fault that you are angry. I’m leaving. I don’t know if you are going to look for me or not but I can promise that you won’t find me. I know a lot more about living outside the city then you think I know. And that’s because you won’t let me show you. I will survive and I will show you that a girl can be an even better fighter than a stupid man.
Ethan, I don’t need your stupid protection and not dad’s ether. I know we will meet again and I hope we will, my stupid twin brother. I love you. Please say goodbye to the other boys for me, okay. I hope you will become a great soldier but I will be even greater, little brother.
Love you both// Morgan White, your big sister and daughter.
Detta kapitel vet jag är lite skyndat men det var för att jag hade så dålig fantasi när det gällde hur jag skulle börja min berättelse och ville bara få igång den. Andra kapitelet är inte lika skyndat och mycket bättre i mina ögon.
Anna Good