𝐻𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 ~ 𝐿𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝐷𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢 𝑋 𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐴 𝑇𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑇𝑜 𝐵𝑒 𝑆𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑

You slowly open your eyes to a fuzzy image. The crackle of a fire grabs your attention as you regain your hearing. The shivers running trough your body is gone, now feeling the heat resonating from the fireplace. In replace you feel a pulsing pain pumping trough your head. As you scan the room you see beautiful victorian furniture. This must be the lord of this land. Just what would drive them to knock you out and what exactly was that timid girl warning you about? You try to stand up but a force pulls you back down on the floor. Only now do you feel the coldness lining your neck. You've been chained up, like a dog on a color.
"Why the fuck would someone chain me up like some damn dog?"

You're pissed. Extremely, very pissed.
"I walked through a cold forest almost freezing to death, saw the bloodbath of a terrorized village, got chased by what ever the fuck those things were and now I'm chained up, after being knocked out" The thoughts running in your head causes the pulses of pain to get worse.

Your body is numb, head pulsing and sensitive to the touch. Now you're restricted to move. You feel like absolute shit, and the best part is that your anger now, is much greater than your fear. No, you know you can escape, you just need to find your equipment...

Which is nowhere to be seen.
"Lovely" you mumble to yourself.
Who ever did this, you are certainly ready to kick their ass.

"This new little pet intrigues me mother" you hear a distant voice
"I just wanted to devour her right there and then" another one joins
"Well maybe our little damsel in distress has awoken from her beauty sleep" a third voice, all sounding somewhat young.

"Damsel in distress? I'm no damn damsel in distress". Either you're dealing with a bunch of crazy cannibals or something else. You'd rather try not to think about it. The door slams open making you jump.

Three girls wearing black. One with black hair, one with blonde and the other with ginger. Blood stains surrounding their lips. Called it, they're cannibals, or whatever. Obviously they don't follow a typical diet. All three look at you with crooked smiles on their face.
"Lovely"

Another woman walks through the door. Or rather barely fits trough the door. As she stands up her shadow looms over you.
"Holyshit..."

She's tall, so tall that she had to bend down to fit trough the door. Having her towering body in front of your kneeling position makes you feel completely vulnerable. You hate it. Her white dress seems so old. "Who would even still wear that type of fashion" you think to yourself.

You really don't think you can defend yourself against her. Never have you felt helpless. Because honestly who would come searching for you? Who would find you? You know no one cares, you've always disappeared for who knows long. How can you defend you against a lady like this?

"Well, well. The brave human who thought it was wise to trespass on my property" The woman speaks, her yellow eyes seems to glow as she towers above you. For a moment her soft yet mature voice lingers in your head.

"Well umm... You didn't exactly have one of those signs that say "No Trespassing". " you stutter
A laugh fills the air.
"Oh mother I like this one, she talks back" says the ginger haired girl

"I- why? Why am I chained up? I needed help and ran here. After that I got kno-"
"Do you think I have poor memory, human? I know how you ended up on my doorstep" The tall woman cuts you off.

She takes slow steps closer to you, not taking her eyes of your's. You feel like you're shrinking with each step she takes. A slight smirk forms on her lips when she stops in font of you."And my, my. I'm I glad that you did end up here"
"I don't understand..." you whisper

"Mother we should devour her quickly before her blood runs stale" the blonde girl jumps up from behind
"Yes it would be a shame for our desert to rot away" the girl with black hair joins.