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*Incoming Speedpaint ALERT* I love After Effects so much 😍💞 For now I only have done the intro tho, I'll keep working on it this week 😄 #speedpaint #intro #aftereffects #heavenrose #beautyandthebeast #videoedition #edition #pink #light #enchantedrose #spikes #thorns #roses #white #beautyandthebeast2017

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Chapter 1: Part One

By part one, I mean that this chapter is in no way shape or form complete. This is just a large and emotional chunk that I don't want to ruin with what else is to come. So the other parts will be what happens directly after this and should be read as one whole. I just wanted to post this huge emotional thing first.

No.

No.

This couldn't be happening. No. It's not real. No.

"Momma!! Poppa!!" Valkyr ran. He ran with all his might, to the place where smoke rose in huge clouds from between the trees. From where his house should be. It couldn't be real. It couldn't. He ran to save what was already gone, what was no longer there and could never be saved. He ran, because if he didn't run to save it, then what would he have left in this world? A memory of giving up hope when there still was the hope of finding and saving them. He could save them.

His memory failed him. Trees weren't where he thought they should be, instead in front of him, in the way. He stumbled, tripped, fell, many times, desperate to make it home. Maybe they hadn't been inside. Maybe they were fine. He wouldn't know if he didn't get there. Behind him, towards town, he hears sirens. Someone has seen the smoke. Oh God. God, no. How long has he been running now? The pounding of his feet against the forest floor and the pain shooting through his legs as low plants ripped and tripped him.

He pictures everything he loves in that house. His mother and father, not by blood, but the only family he's ever known. The dog he's had since he was two and the dog merely a puppy. The kitchen he ate breakfast in every morning, the living room with the old analog television set where he would watch Saturday cartoons, the bedroom his father would carry him to when he fell asleep on the couch, the toys he played with as a child. His family, his childhood, his whole life, was in that house. Everything he held dear in this world was in that house. He couldn't lose it. He couldn't lose it all.

As he ran, he began to sob, making it horribly difficult to breath. He could not run and cry at the same time. But he would try. He would try to stop his crying, and keep running, as hard as he could. He couldn't stop. Because if he stopped, he would never be able to stop crying as long as he lived. He couldn't let those thoughts win. He couldn't lose it all.

"Momma!" He called out again, screaming, desperately with all the air in his lungs. "Poppa!" Don't be gone. Please don't be gone. Please.

He's still crying. But he's also still running, still fighting to get to his home in time.

And as he reaches the clearing...

He is too late. All that remains of his home, his childhood, is ashes and wreckage. Wooden planks and other bits of their lives stand in the middle of it all, surrounded by ash and still burning embers.

It's all gone. They're gone.

No.

"No!!!" Valkyr screams, his voice ripping from his throat. Burning him. Leaving him broken, battered, bruised and with nothing left in him but the pain. He's practically screeching, collapsed on the ground, hands fisting and ripping at the grass beneath him. And then... he loses that in him that makes him furious, and that force that makes him scream.

He can't scream.

He can only cry. Cry for what is gone. Cry for what he'll never see again. Cry for the family that is forever lost to him.

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~If I die young, bury me in satin   Lay me down on a bed of roses     Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song~

heavenly-defender says hello!

littlecakegirl says hello!

a-clatter-of-blue says hello!

sango-dreamer says hello!

rare-blue-rose says hello!

Ah, there's people! Valkyr doesn't know really how to respond to them yet, after all the last time he spoke to a stranger, the person had tried to kill him. Of course, Aim had ended up being fairly nice and not very dangerous at all.

What was the chance of running into a dangerous person more than once? He could risk it if it meant he would have friends. Overhead, it started to snow softly, and Valkyr smiled to the strangers warmly.

"Hello."

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Valkyr walked close to his dog Max, switching between glancing cautiously around them and at the stranger he's been traveling with- Ragnar, he said his name was. He didn't trust him, at all, but Ragnar had been kind to him and that had been what he'd desperately needed in this grieving time. And really, what would he do if he didn't follow him? Stay with the ruins of his house? Gods, his parents... No. Don't think about it, or you'll cry again. The Utonagan walking almost as tall as his hip suddenly stopped, baring his teeth and growling. "Huh?" Valkyr looked up, and saw a person ahead of them. "Oh, hello..."