Eldric Chronicles

Chapter 1: Slave?!

Chapter 1: Slave?!

Odyn was awoken by the sounds of his cell door being unlocked. The jingle of metal keys sounded as footsteps approached him. It was now morning of the next day following when he had been put into this current prison cell. A gruff voice sounded off in front of him, gaining the young elf's attention. Most likely, the voice belonged to an older man. Odyn could tell that much based on the pitch in his voice and... the smell of some rather odd subtance the man had been chewing previously.

"Oi, did you hear me? I said get up brat!," The man said.

The young dark elf felt the guard roughly grab him when he didn't answer. It was only when the guard grabbed him, he realized that this child was one of the dark elven lineage based on the pointed ears. Humans didn't particularly think much of elven folk, seeing themselves as surperior to those of minority. The common perception among humans concerning elves and especially dark elves, was that they were weak people. This couldn't be further from the truth of the matter. However, humans were so prideful that anyone who didn't fit the mold of what they considered to be "normal" was ostracized heavily. Not all humans are like this, but to an 8 year old dark elf who had seen nothing but the worst of humans so far in his young life, that thought was difficult to believe.

"Tch! So, you're one of them long eared ones, eh? Get moving then, "forsaken"!"

The guard said this clicking his tongue in annoyance before kicking the young dark elf roughly in the back. The blue haired dark elven child grunted in pain as he stumbled forward out of his cell. That kick made his bones creak in agony. The boy was strong for a child, but he was still no match for a grown man's strength. This was especially true since he was already quite weakened, he had no strength to fight back at the moment. What did he ever do that deserved treatment like this? Was it something on his face? Or.. did this man, these humans, simply hate him because he was a dark elf? After shakily rising to his feet, Odyn heard what appeared to be loud cheering coming from outside. As he was roughly escorted outside, the young elf could feel hundreds of eyes staring at him. These eyes weren't the kind and supportive eyes of the elven people, these eyes were judgemental and harsh. He could feel the animosity and scorn for him in their stares as he was walked through the crowd of people gathered. The people he passed as he was dragged by the chains around his limbs never said anything, but he already knew what they were thinking due to his abilities as an elf. The young dark elven child was shoved into the back of a vehicle, most likely a truck of some kind. A moment later, is when the truck began to move down the road. When the flame eyed elf looked up, he saw others in the back of the vehicle they were inside of... other captives, slaves, just like him. All of them had one, singular thing in common: they were all malnourished.

There were a handful of adults, however, the vast majority of them were children like him in ragged clothing. The other children looked at him, curious about Odyn as well. The dark elven prince didn't exactly have the strength to talk at the moment, due to the beating he took in the midst of being transported to this planet from his own world. The young dark elven boy put his head down while bringing his knees into himself as he curled up into a ball. He felt silent, frustrated tears run down his face as he drifted off to sleep. Maybe if he slept, all of the pain, ridicule, and suffering he'd endured would go away. Perhaps, if he slept, he'd wake up and this would all of been nothing more than a nightmare or.. some really cruel joke. The dark elf felt eyes on him as he tried to sleep, these eyes most likely belonged to the other children in the back of the truck he was in. He couldn't fault them for being curious about him, he most certainly didn't look like anyone they'd ever seen before. It was only natural they'd be curious. Here he was, a child like them, but one who's skin was dark and who had pointed... ears and very oddly colored orange eyes? If one thought logically about it, that was just asking for someone to investigate him. The only difference between the other children and Odyn was the fact, they weren't anywhere near as badly bruised and beaten as he was. The other children would look away out of shyness when Odyn looked up, but when he'd look back down, they'd go back to staring at him. The young elf felt himself growing tired as his eyelids became heavy suddenly. "May as well get some sleep I suppose.," The young dark elf told himself. Wherever they were going, it seemed like it was going to be a long while before they arrived there. He did wonder where exactly they were headed, but he was sure that the answer would become clear after a while of them driving. He felt the truck then begin to move as it was most likely taking off down the road now. Darkness invaded his vision as he felt himself drift off to sleep once again for the long road ahead.