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Name: Damon Stuart Murdoc Hewlett Age: 18 Height: 181cm Weight: 67kg Appearance: Shoulder length chocolate brown hair, always has a sword, bow or something to fight with. Torn shirt with blood stains. Profession: None Siblings: Unknown Birth mother: Unknown Father: Unknown Home town: Unknown Personality: Lonely, likes to fight(real or practice), likes to win, worries for Sasakure. Talents: Archery, fencing, jujitsu, karate. Friends: Sasakure, mostly animals

Name:Evelyn Blackwood Age:15 Height: 167cm Weight:60kg Appearance:Chocolate brown hair usually flipped over right shoulder, wears a sleeveles top with collar up, black skirt, brown boots, bow and quiver of arrows on her back, Sword and knife. Nickname:Sasakure Profession:None Siblings:Unknown Birth Mother:Unknown Father:Arcid Blackwood Home town:Cerilla Personality:Quiet, shy but can get quite feisty. Talents:Archery, Fencing, Jujitsu, Karate Best Friend:Alice Kurake

The next thing I knew, I was sprinting away from a serpent-like beast at top speed. Maybe Damon was right. Running away was a stupid idea. Next, he was running next to me, puffing and panting. "Spies!" he cried "Get over to that bush over there and hide in it. You should be sa-" He was cut off by a deep groaning sound that could be heard for miles around. I could sense that the thing that had made that noise was not on my side. We stopped and stared.

 I lowered my head cautiously to look at the ground. I could see nothing except that tiny movement which is just too small to know where it came from. I thought it was nothing until a sudden moment of anger came across me. He was toying with me. That was then I swung my arm round, fist clenched and drove it straight into his cheek. In that instant, a pale brown creature that had been hidden under the leaves sprung at me. It had bulging eyes and four inch long fangs, aimed at me. The last thing I remembered was the pale arm of Damon coming to my rescue once again. He pushed me back to hide behind the log but I misjudged where I was going to fa

The Moon. An echo of what is, what was and what is still to be. Makes us feel like we shouldn't be here. Like we should be out there exploring. In a way it is overpowering us. Taking over our lives. One day we could be out there. Living, breathing, caring. Where our race would thrive and build a new empire. I was only 15 when it happened. Humans had come so far. I had all the time in the world to do whatever I wanted. But I was young. I made a mistake. The worst mistake ever. A mistake that could have been prevented. My name is Evelyn Blackwood and I went to war with the rest of the world.