A Rebel's Heart - Prologue

by Max (The First) in where she feels like she belongs

They chose their angered glares and insults wisely, all 80,000 of them that came to watch me die. I had already spent most of the night struggling and was rewarded with a royal beat down. My bruised limbs allowed them to drag me and my flithy face almost hid my identity. The guards slammed me against the pole where the others had been bound months before me. I winced as the lash wounds sneared in pain. They tied my hands above my head and left me. I wasn't armed with a blade. I couldn't well enough go into hand to hand combat. The crowd in the surrounding stands was pleased.

"Treason...Murder..." Lies. All of them. Betrayal got me here. He stood proud on the royal balcony, next to the king. his light blonde hair neatly place and his sly smile trained on me. The execution team stomped their way over. The children of C.A.D.E.T. watched them in horror, they knew me as a well respected captain. One of them stared hard at my weak form, his eyes burning into my skin and his heart writhing in so much pain. His longer brown hair hid his tears, hopefully he'd alway remember me. I was the cool one and Falcon could never beat me in pool. I really wished as young as he was, he didn't have to see this. My father stood in the tunnel of the royal balcony, trying to stay strong. the executioner raised his sword and pierced my heart. The young cadet stared in pain and cried in agony and my father turned away. My decisions no longer mattered.I took in one last breath and yelled.

"Prove Yourself Caspian!" The little cadet that was watching fell to his knees and threw up his fist. My eyes slowly closed.

He'd accepted the prophacy...