~Ava

The world is on fire. With a frightened cry I leap into the air, my owl wings carrying me above the danger. Or so I think. SLAM. Something falls from the sky, pinning me to the ground. I let out a strangled noise. I can't feel my left wing. "HELP!" I scream. "HELP!" But the chaos is so great, will anyone even hear me?

Lupa~

I heave myself to my paws and race over to where Gabrielle is lieing unconsious on the ground. I lift the board off of her and gently try to shake her awake.

"Gabby? Gabby, are you alright?" No response. I shake her again, this time she comes to.

"Wh-what? What happened?"

"Uh.... Well," I hesitate, helping her to her feet. Then she remembers.

"NOOOO!" Gabrielle yells, and starts to run to where her house used to be. I grab her arm and pull her back.

"Gabby, you can't go back in there, it's not safe."

"I don't care!!! Let me go!!!"

Part2 Continued

I run until my legs ache, then I run some more.

My mother is the only family I have left.

Ever since he-my father- died.

He was ranked Sgt. in the Republic's Men, Guards that protect the people and the Government.

He died during combat when I was 8.

Thinking about what my father would do I run faster. Stopping once to get an Owl anthro out from underneath some rumble. When I got home it wasn't on fire

It was invaded.

I sneak in, hearing yelling and crying.

"Where is it? Tell me right now!"

"I don't know."  Mother!

They were in the den, besides my mother there were 2 Dragon anthro, they had swords. One had their's on my mother's neck

Luckly the Den also where  Pater Iustitae was, the Shortsword that was willed to me by my father. The Sword of a Thousand Names is more like it for when the owner dies, it's name changes when it gets a new one. When my father had it, it was Determinatio Avus.

I pluck the Sword from it stand and it begins to glow yellow.

"Get your dirty hands of my mother!" I yell.

"Oh look. Little pup's wanna play tough? Well then let's play."

"No! RUN!" my mother screams.

He swings his Sword. I swing mine.

Blood was spilled. But not mine. 

I'll post ASAP, sorry!

Question for Alex: So what do the anthros wear? 

Lilla~

Gabrielle~

I struggle against Lupa's grasp. Being a wolf anthro, she's stronger than me, so I can't break free. My house is basically blown to bits, and I finally accept the fact that Ben is gone. But I still want to go look for him. 

Suddenly I'm shoved to the side as the elephants put out my house. The wood is dripping wet, and what used to be my wall is charred beyond repair.

I shakily enter, and look for my brother, but he's gone. I notice I'm clutching his cap in my hands, and I look away while walking back.

Why did this happen? 

Part2 continued

Pater Iustitae is covered in blood.

I look at the second one, Red. He'll be more red if he doesn't leave. But hey, I want to know, just what were they doing here. Westside is a quiet town. Maybe even the quietest of all of Zekia. And here they are. First the town fire and now this. It makes me sick.

"Now k-k-kid. Just calm down. I will justg be o-"

I press him against the wall, Iustitae on his throat.

"What the **** gives you the right idea to burn this town and hurt my mother?"

"I can't answer th-"

"Can't or Won't?"

I press harder.

 "Ok ok! He wants Cristopher Richerdson's Jounal."

Father's Jounal?

"Who is he?"

"I don't know! I never seen him but he's the one that order's Napol around."

"Why does he want my father's jounal?"

"To find the Doorway of Worlds!"

I let go

"Leave I don't want to see your face again."

I got up and walked over to my mother

"Are you ok?"

"Yes, I am fine"

Look out!

suddenly my hand jerks, just in time to block Red Muzzle's sword

Then I knocked it off and finished him off.

"I said I don't want to see you face again"

(Huff, huff.) "Alex! You home?" Eris.

I greeted my friends

"Oh Zekia, We looked everyw-...do I smell blood?" they said at the same time.

"Yes. Yes you are." I replied.

"What happened?" Lilla questioned

"I had to kill someone" my voice is flat "they wanted my Father's Jounal and they were hurting my mother"

"That's a pretty nice sword" Eris said.

"Thanks..."

But the voice that helped me... 

Who was that voice?

Lupa~

I watch as Gabrielle exits the ruins of her house. I walk over to her and put my arm around her shoulders.

"I'm sorry about your brother."

"It's fine, I'm fine."

"No, Gabby, you're not come on. We'll go over to my house and I can make you a hot drink and some food." I say, tugging her along with me as I walk towards my house.

"Mhmm."

The fire is out and my mother isafe.

But I feel so unclean.

I think I am going insane. but the voice is so-

"So about the dead guy" my fercan friend sheeoishly said "I kinda like his sword. can I keep it?"

Always saying the wrong thing at the wrong time "Let me clean it first."

"So what do we do now?" Lilla kinda looks annoyed. Eris' question must have done it.

"Well first, I need a shovel. Then we need to read my Father's jounal."

"why is that?"

"Red muzzle over there said Napol needs it for his boss to find the Doorway of Worlds."

"So let's get cracken."

"First I need to cleen up."

Part2 end.

~Niva

Niva sat up from her slumber and shook the snow from her back. Oh, no. She saw people screaming and running past her den, huge golden flames close on their heels. Luckily, her home was under a snowbank; it would take a while for the fire to get to it. She got on all fours and began to run through the streets. Suddenly she stopped at a bug house engulfed in flames. A doe, about Niva's age, held a burning board, restraining a female cheetah, who was screaming, from entering the house. She thought she had seen her somewhere before... was her name Gabrielle?

"NOOOOOOO!" Gabrielle screamed. "I have to go back in there, I have to get him!" Without thinking, Niva got on two legs and pushed past the debris into the house. She coughed as smoke filled her lungs, but pressed on towards a faint noise. Her eyes stung as she tried to find the source, but tripped over a chair and got her paw stuck. She pulled it out and limped to a door. Underneath a chunk of ceiling she heard a faint coughing sound.

"Gab- Gabby... is- is that you?"

Niva hoisted the plaster hunk off of the small boy and lifted him over her shoulder. Blindly, she stumbled past a crumbling kitchen table and saw the door frame shaking. Oh, no... it was going to fall! Quickly, she leaped over a few chairs and a bookshelf full of burnt books. She saw her chance and hurled the kid out the quickly closing opening just as the ceiling and pillars holding the door collapsed, the kid safely outside, Niva trapped underneath.

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Sorry if this was character controlling! If people don't want it to go like this, they can totally change it. Just had an idea.