I am Skye, a girl with a dream.
Skye P.O.V.
I wake up in a cold, dark room but i can still make out the silhouette of my bow and quiver. I pick them up hang the quiver on my slight shoulders and leave the room, bow in hand. When i get outside i count my arrows. 13. Isn't that meant to be unlucky? I amble into the woods, take the few animals my traps caught and reset them. I head towards the abandoned campsite where me and notice that there is already smoke coming from that area. I carry on trudging towards where Hope and I hang out. Hope is my best friend although she doesn't talk to anyone but me. She isn't there? I wonder where she could be.
Hope P.O.V. (Hope is an awesome book being written by my bestfriend Sammie aka Luckylops)
I'm out in the woods tending to my traps, a good haul. Out of nowhere an ear piercing scream fills the air. Skye?!? Is she okay? Hurt? I run as fast as my legs would carry in the direction of the scream. Skye was like my twin, she saved me from a certain death and I did the same for her. I wouldn't know what to do without her, we're inseparable. Sweat is clouding my vision making it go blurred, I know these woods like the back of my hand, so finding my way around blind isn't a problem. I reach the location off the scream in no time. I hate what I see, a tall, thin, menacing creature towers over a small blond hair girl...
I stand there, mortified be the scene, who ever this girl was she needed my help. My instincts took over me. I grabbed my dagger and threw it with all my might, hoping I would hit the monster. To my surprise I did, and the creature screamed in agony a faded away.
