Gojo Imagines

Elf King

The betrayal you felt never got easier. Given up by the people you trusted the most, by your village, even your own family handed you over to him like you were nothing. They couldn't even look you in the eye as they pushed you through the town. Your please meant nothing to them, you meant nothing to them. No one helped, they all just stared as you cried when you were blindfolded. Dragging you through the forest, pushing and shoving you. It felt like forever, as if the walk to wherever would never come. But finally, it did. Which one was worse, the walk here, or the fact it was done? You weren't sure.

Securing your tied hands to a post they left you, at least your father had the decency to take the blindfold off. The loneliness was suffocating, every slight sound made you think death was there. It still didn't make sense or at least hadn't sunk in yet. One day you were a normal person with a bright future. Next, you were picked out to be a sacrifice for the elves. Apparently, you had been picked by them yourselves. You had never gone that much into the woods unless necessary. Your mother had warned you not to, that sometimes elves fall for pretty human women and then cause destruction to their villages. Yes, all the girls knew not to get to clothes to the woods, and if you went in it was best to cover some of your face. And you did, you took every step necessary to be safe. Yet you were here, tied and left to appease the elves so your village could be safe. It had been years since a girl had been subjected to this. The village was deemed safe and smart. Your demise would probably serve as a reminder for little girls to be safe and stay away from here or else you'll end up like her.

It was late when they finally came. Fear had exhausted you, your body was weak and so was your mind. A group of elves had emerged from the trees in front of you. They were tall, well dressed and beautiful. People had always talked about the beauty of the elves, but seeing them in person was different than hearing about them in stories. One of them began talking to the others in a language you didn't understand. He must have been the leader of the group. Soon you were picked up by one of the other members. Carried bridal style. He was one of the more muscular members of the group. Lifting you as if you weighed nothing more than a couple of feathers. As much as you wanted to scream or beg for mercy, it was useless. You weren't even sure if they would understand you. And if you did manage to get away, where would you even go? The village would turn you away, seeing you as a bad omen now. This was your fate whether you liked it or not. Might as well enjoy these few moments left before they do whatever they had planned to.

The travel was long, deeper and deeper they travelled into the woods. Eventually, the group got to a cave on the side of a mountain. The group entered, it was pitch black. Once they walked further from the mouth of the cave, the light disappeared. You were unable to see ahead of you. Yet, they knew where they were going, they knew which direction to take, which turn to make. A part of you knew that attempting to remember the directions were useless. Freedom would never be an option again. Eventually light appeared again, exiting the cave to another part of the woods. You didn't recognize this portion though, then again you weren't sure just how far your people had taken you out. This portion though was different, the plants looked strange. Nothing like you'd seen before. It was as if they were glowing and moving on their own. Looking closer, it became obvious that they were. The ivy along the trees had a luminescent light to them. Even the bushes seemed to have spots of green glow. Though you always knew the forest was alive. This was different. This was a different meaning to alive. The marvelling at the woods soon disappeared when the group arrived at these enormous trees. The trucks seemed to be the size of a large portion of your villages and there seemed to be about four trees. Looking up is when you saw it. The trees seemed to never end, you were unable to see the sky. But that wasn't the portion that shocked you. No, looking up there was building and bridges up there. It seemed to span across multiple levels of the tree. The group found the stairs leading up the trees. You couldn't help yourself, heights had always been a weakness of yours. Scaring you, making you sick, which lead you to close your eyes and lean into the man holding you. As much as you wanted to throw yourself away from him and the others. Right now he was the only thing keeping you safe from the ground that was getting further and further from you.