The Chosen One

Every year a citizen of Witdeaory, The Ancient Territory is sacrificed to the dragons of Draspire underneath them. After the chosen one is thrown off a cliff, everyone celebrates with a party of life to remember them. If the dragons don’t receive a sacrifice, they’ll fly up and kill everyone for not abiding by the agreement. The dragons were in control.

Ali wanted to do it. Well, not really, because no one did, but she wanted to be important she wanted to be missed. However, her fate was out of her hands, for she would be chosen by the spirits, the young girl would not choose if she wanted to. 

The one chosen would be kind, for that blood would be the most magical and best sacrifice. No one knew why this should be done - after all, get rid of the rude people and keep the kind people around! - but it always was, as tradition. 

Bryanna was the nicest girl anyone knew. She was sweet, she smiled, and treated everyone with kindness. Not a single bad word about anyone ever came out of her mouth and she was friends with anyone who wanted to be friends with her.

The one chosen would be loved very, very, much by all those around them. 

This was true about Avery. Who seemed to never have trouble finding a friend, or even someone to hang out with. Her fun personality and good sense of humor was everyone’s favourite thing about her.

They had to be silly. 

Jayla was awesome and outgoing. The things she did never failed to make anyone laugh, and she had fun the whole time. 

The best sacrifice. 

Really, it seemed the best person to keep around was meant to be chosen to die. 

Whoever was chosen would have good friends they’d be missed by.

Ali, Bryanna, Avery and Jayla were best friends. They formed a group of four, and did everything together. All four girls were afraid for each other and themselves, that one of them would be taken. If it was themself, their life would be over and their friends would never get over the grief. If it was their friend, they’d never get over the grief.

The day the person was picked, everyone gathered at a small fountain. Then the spirits came out and went to the person chosen to make the sacrifice. 

All with their fingers crossed. But they didn't get their hopes up. They knew one of them would be the most worthy. 

The spirits came out. Beautiful creatures, they really were. But no one could appreciate the beauty at a time like this. They flew over to the group - eyes all closed in anticipation - and chose… 

The one chosen would be kind, for that blood would be the most magical and best sacrifice. Bryanna was the nicest girl anyone knew. 

Tears flowed down everyone’s cheeks.

“Please, don’t do this.” Someone whispered. They didn’t know who said it because they were all thinking the same thing. 

So she didn’t. All four stepped to the edge of the cliff holding hands and sacrificed themselves together.