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Truth Within the Lies
(it may be a bit messed up, give it your thoughts after reading)
She lay in the claw of the dragon acting limp to ensure unwanted actions weren’t made, her husband in the other unconscious. She slowly turned her head to see the face of the massive beast which was golden, a startling find since the rest of the body was black. Nothing but paranoia lay in her heart what will become of me, what does this devilish creature want? She questioned herself. My dearest lady, I have no quarrel with you, it is your brother I am after.
“Oh my god You can talk to people through their mind?” she exclaimed no longer caring that something might happen. Hellvayne only nodded...

I had almost no recollection of which way to travel in to find the lair of the massive beast. But I knew someone that did, The Corporal. I found him by a lake licking his wounds, as I approached him he asked “What does your unholy a** want?”
“I want you to tell me how to get to Hellvayne’s lair, I don’t remember how.”
“Heh, looks like your s**t outta luck then pal ‘cuz I’m not saying a damn word.” He snapped back.
“Oh, really? Did you know that abomination has my sister?” I hastily asked, knowing he had a soft spot for her. The only response he could now muster was to lower his head and raise a finger. “Thank you...and don’t worry, she’ll be fine-to that I swear.” I said then whirled off in that direction. I had sword in hand, running literally through the trees, flailing my sword in a frenzy of anger and anguish. The only thought in my mind was to get there; NOW ..

As they landed my sister could only stare...her husband was lain across the floor of the cave with blood still seeping out of him. She could do nothing to prevent it, this particular dragon had an anti coagulating serum that oozed from his razor sharp claws. All she could do was stare as he slowly bled to his agonizing death. “Is there no way to stop it?” she yelled at the dragon, Maybe one, if you truely love him... he responded smugly.
“What is it, I’ll try anything.” she cried out, fearing for his life. Very well then, this is a long process, but you must give up all memories of anything to do with your loved ones. Hellvayne declared with a sickly twisted face that, in a sense, represented a smile. Are you ready, madam wolf? He asked, but left no room for answer as he started to drain her memories. She cringed, trying to fight the fact that a part of her was dissipating, never to be found again, and as parts left, I started to return into the now void spots; only to be pulled away again. Trying to latch to every single memory found that was slowly ripped out of her mental conscienceness with every passing second, she physically broke down-her mind fading-she passed out while hoping that she would at least remember her king...
*If you don't understand this part, remember it's just that, all the others are the same story