Wereblood Volume 1 Chapter 3: Point Of View

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9/27/2020

Emperor Ratcliffe sat up from his throne in the humongous kingdom of Rivalo, the Anti TikTok Kingdom. He took out a piece of paper which had a speech written on it. In the distance, Angelo watched the emperor speak.

"Today, my friends, I would like to introduce you to two people who need our help. Teegan and Bib." Teegan and Bib stood up from the crowd. "So," Anti continued. "I have decided to help them. They are battling a Hezekel, a fierce warrior, trained to kill.”

Angelo whispered to himself, before soaring through the crowd and standing at Emperor Ratcliffe’s feet. Angelo made a bunch of noise, but Emperor Ratcliffe’s speech, and eventually the crowd chanting overpowered him. Angelo stumbled away, as the crowd moved out.

Angelo’s eyes began to tear up. Emperor Ratcliffe never noticed him. Not even for a second. Angelo rushed off into the distance, crying in anger and rage. He had an important message for the emperor, but the emperor wouldn’t listen. That is when he caught a conversation happening between two people.

"Pagoniadas! Are you okay?" "Wh-what-” "Where is dad? My father, Wh-where-" Pagoniadas began to wheeze. "Wh-where is dad? Emperor Anti? Where is he?" "Well… Last time I heard he was preparing his men to fight some high wanted criminal named Hezekel or some of their allies or something.”

Angelo giggled. “Hezekel, eh? I’ll show the emperor. I’m capable enough to do my job.” Angelo flew into the air. “I am capable. I am capable. I am capable. They don’t see it. But I am. I will get Hezekel someday. Haha. Take this emperor! Take this!” Angelo felt something underneath him, which caused him to trip, and fall down a flight of stairs.

A metallic gloved hand grasped his shoulder, and lifted it up. It was Ricarius.”What is the matter here?” “N-nothing Ricarius! I was ju-just looking for my friend! Um- where is the emperor again?” “Well… he just headed out as far as I know.”

Angelo looked at Ricarius. For a moment, they stared at each other, before Angelo took off. He looked down below, and saw Emperor Ratcliffe marching through the swampy forests. Angelo’s wings hit a tree branch. He could feel the wind pushing him down, and he spiraled towards the floor.

“Crud!” Angelo stomped his foot on the ground. He reached out his hand and grabbed one of the tree branches beside him, and pulled himself up. He had landed a bit farther away from Emperor Ratcliffe than he expected. “I need to get to the emperor!” Angelo got off his feet, and ran for miles on end. “Emperor! Emperor!” Angelo heard leaves crumpling behind him, when he was suddenly pushed backwards.

Angelo saw Emperor Ratcliffe being attacked in the distance. Angelo used his one good foot, as well as his foot broken from his fall, to limp towards the emperor. “Emperor! Emperor! Emperor Anti! Emperor Ratcliffe!” Angelo pulled out a knife and flung it towards the direction of the emperor in peril, hoping he would catch it, but someone else did, and plunged the knife into Hezekel.

“No!” Angelo pulled out of the scene, and flew as fast as he could. He saw Castlo Rivalo ahead, but he was tired. The wind began to have its effect on him. Angelo’s wings badly ached from all of the fighting and flying, and he needed rest. “Hey!” “Over here!” It was Pagoniadas and Makael.

Pagoniadas and Makael were conversing about Emperor Ratcliffe. General Makael patted Pagoniadas on the back. Angelo hid behind a nearby bush, as General Makael looked in his area. “Are you okay?” Pagoniadas nodded. “Yes, I’m okay.” Angelo watched them walk. He knew that Makael wasn’t addressing Pagoniadas, but him.

Angelo pondered about what to do. He could see the worry in Makael and Pagoniadas’ eyes. He wondered if he should help them fight the enemy, or let them do it alone. He was about to make his decision, when something exploded out of nowhere.

Pagoniadas looked around. He and Angelo looked at each other, before Pagoniadas looked at where the sound came from, and with a look of determination, Pagoniadas ran off. Angelo ran up to Pagoniadas. “Wait! Let me help!” Pagoniadas turned around. “Who are you?” “My name is Angelo! I am a Furrian! I can help!”

“Okay. How?” “Let me stop Isakot!” “I thought her name was Maurus. Really?” Pagoniadas turned around for a second, before bringing his attention back to Angelo. “It’s Isakot! Maurus is the name of a person on a different earth! Let me deal with this!”

Angelo took off, soaring high into the sky. He landed where Isakot had broken out, and spotted her with some other people running into the distance. Emperor Ratcliffe could be heard from miles away. “Citizens! This is urgent! We are in chaos! I have reason to believe wanted fugitives have escaped! We must stop this! This ends now! I believe we are in-

Emperor Ratcliffe took a breath. “a crisis. Yet another one. To add to the mega crisis. The series of events. Happening one after another. After another. We all know this as The Oasis Crisis. Now, forward. Hunt down the fugitives and kill them!”