Thread: Apocalyptic Warlord (Theris and Izzy325)

Aria laid in bed dreading the moment she would have to gather her strength and finally get out of bed. The dawn's early light rushed in through the window notifying her that her father would come in at any moment to wake her up. Every morning she prayed that something would come and save her from this life. Aria craved excitement and adventure. Not the farm life her parents had and their parents had and so on and so forth. She wanted more from life. Aria loved her parents but she grew bored with the same thing over and over again. The townspeople were all the same as well. They were carbon copies of each other with no ambition or want in their life. The most these people wanted was another cow for the farm. She dreamed of the days where she would be able to search the countryside and experience different kinds of people. The day would come when she would finally be free. All Aria had to do was be patient. Over the past couple of months, she had been saving money in hopes of being able to travel. Off in the distance, a rumbling could be heard. It pulled Aria out of her thoughts as she sat up in her bed and calmly walked over to her window. She knew there was some unrest happening but why would someone touch such a small village. There was not much in the village besides people and animals. If it had been her she would have told her men to keep it moving. As she watched the men and horses gather speed she realized they were headed straight there. Alarmed Aria ran out of her bedroom and into her parent's room. Father... She barged in but realized that her parents were nowhere to be found. She searched the entire house which wasn't that large seeing how it was only the three of them. Aria ran outside in search of them. Neither one of her parents could fight. Especially against these men. She could hear the yells and clashes of metal as the men had finally arrived in her village. She knew there was not much she could do but she had to try. She grabbed a kitchen knife and rushed outside to a downright onslaught. Men were being slaughtered left and right. Women and children were being grabbed as their fathers and husbands raced to protect them. Most men were struck down and a few incredibly brave men were killed. Father! Aria screamed as saw him being overpowered by one of the warlord's soldiers. She raced to the other side of the field her mother lay on the ground cowering in fear. Please stop! Don't hurt him! Her father was kicked back and knocked to the ground. Aria dropped her knife pleading with the man. Please, he will stop...just don't kill us. The soldier sneered but grabbed the three of them and dragged them over to the middle of the field. She was separated from her parents and thrown into a group filled with all of the young girls in the village. Aria prayed they weren't touched in any way. After all of the fighting had died down a large man rode to the front on a large horse. She could sense the power radiating off of him even from where she stood. His speech made her feel somewhat better. That is until she was called forward. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to move her legs. M-My name is A-Aria sir... She stood in front of him his hulking figure towering over her. The way this man moved and spoke he knew he had control and so did everyone else around him.