first story, There may be scenes that appear to be a repeat but that is done on purpose to show what both sides feel. This is just the beginning There will be more chapters. .I'm not a native English speaker or writer so there may be mistakes that I have missed. You get 3 characters mentioned ( 2 named, 1 unnamed as of yet).
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After having run for what seemed days she finally collapsed, more tired than she thought possible. Afraid of dieing or a worse fait, she tried to get up to flee once more but her legs refused to move. Realizing that there was nothing left but hope for rescue by her people or a quick death, she started sobbing and praying. When she heard the vile, monstrous voice of the creature chasing her casting magic, she was relieved because the spell would kill her swiftly before the creature could rape her.
She said a final prayer hoping that her soul would find happiness after death. Suddenly there was an unbelievably loud rumbling followed by an unearthly glow when someone appeared before her. Standing in between her and the monster the man did not know where he was and how he got here but he saw an utterly beautiful young woman crying in terror. Looking towards where she was looking he saw a large black human shaped thing riding atop a large, equally black dragon throwing something that resembled a ball of fire. Seeing the fireball moving towards him all he could think was crap, I hope It is just a dream. Closing his eyes and bracing for the impact of the fireball, he was surprised when nothing happened and then decided to open his eyes. All he could see was a scorched area off grass edged on one side by a slightly curved line and everywhere else by random lines and burnt patches. Looking further he saw the thing turning and running as fast as it could. Wondering about the woman he decided to turn around, he saw her still trembling but looking just as surprised as he was.
Feeling relieved to still be alive and no longer in danger from the monster, she decided to look up at who or what ever stopped the fireball, gasping in surprise of the elven-like face of the man before her.
Looking down he could see that the woman was looking at him, after locking eyes with her for a split second al he could thing of was the beauty of the woman before him and the genuine relieve and happiness in her perfect lavender eyes. Crouching down to help her up he suddenly felt faint and started to loose consciousness, falling on the ground in front of her.
When her eyes met his, she found herself lost in his sky-blue gaze specked with green and gold around the edge of his irises. Startled when his eyes lost there focus on her and started to close just before he fell to the ground, she let out a gasp. Determined to help her savoir she forced her unwilling muscles to bring her beside him so she could check if he was injured. Finding no signs of injury and hearing his heartbeat and breathing she suddenly felt tired as well realising that the only reason why she was still awake is the fear she felt up until now, she decided to lay beside him. Feeling her eyes closing and the bliss of dreams knocking at her minds edge, she felt an arm over her waist and the warm breath of the man who was holding her. Being to tired to move anyway and somehow liking the feeling of being held even it was against the laws of her people.
Waking up feeling cold and alone again, she fearfully opened her eyes. She managed to roll over and saw the man who saved her from the dark rider. Wondering what he was doing she decided to stand up and walk over to him. When trying to stand but unable to do so she realized that her legs were still unwilling to move. Refusing to let that stop her, she crawled probably ruining her dress but relieved to be nearer to him. When she was close enough she could see the man using something she has never seen before and making strange noises. Listening intently she came to the conclusion that those noises were an unknown language used by the man.