This Goblin Won't Give Up!

Chapter 10

"They're here!" My uncle yelled.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

"Please! Don't!"

"Kill them all! Leave no filthy goblin left alive!"

I could hear the shouts and screams of both goblin and humans roar throughout the area.

"Alright girls the game as started, so you two go to my room and I'll finish getting Illya ready," my mother said, leading the two scared and confused girls to her room.

"You should have had them already by now," my uncle said to her.

"I tried, but Illya doesn't want to cooperate; it's as if she knows that something is strange about all of this," my mother said, to my surprise. Did she actually realize that I could understand them?

"She is a child," my uncle said. If she doesn't want to cooperate, then we will make her. I didn't inform those knights of this location just to let her die," he said, looming over me.

"I'm sorry little one but this is for your own good," he said, shoving the bottle into my mouth and forcing me to drink it.

"Ack! Ack!" I coughed up a bit of it, but he did mange to make me drink it. I saw my hand turn a pale white and then I saw strands of my hair turn platinum blond.

"It's okay, sweetie. Just breathe," my mother said to me. Through the window behind her, I could see a blazing inferno of rage. The humans were burning the village down.

"You better take her back with the other two," my uncle said to her. "I'll lead them here."

"Thank you," my mother said, turning her back to him. I could see her start to tear up, and so did I because I knew that I would never see him again.

My uncle left the house and my mother carried me into the room where Sola and Tully were holding each other with tears rolling down their cheeks. I was certain that they realized that this wasn't a game.

"Wh-what's happening?" Sola asked, sounding more afraid than I have ever heard her before

"You girls are going to go on a trip," my mother said, handing me to Tully. "Those knights in shining armor are here to whisk you away to a new, happier life away from this awful village."

"And what about you?" Sola asked her.

"I'm afraid that I'm too old to come along with you. They won't let me join you three," my mother said to us, making me start to cry. "There, there, it's alright," she said, wiping the tears from each of our eyes.

"You three are the strongest girls that I know, and I know that as long as the three of you stay together, you'll be just fine. I know that it is selfish of me to ask, but I do hope that you two take care of Illya in my stead; you two are the closest thing that she has to having sisters. She would be lost without you. Can I trust you with that task?"

The two of them nodded their heads as Tully held me closer to her chest. Her heart was beating as fast as a racehorse, but she still tried to comfort me.

"Such good girls," my mother said to them, taking out a bag and putting the remaining potion and eye drops in it. "In order to make sure that no one knows what you are, you three must drink this potion once per year. There should be enough for three years. As for the two of you, you need to take eye drops once every month. Each vile has ten uses, and I have prepared eight of them. It is a common potion, so when you two are older, you'll have to work for it."

"When they come for you, you are not to say a word about being a goblin of any kind. You three are children of the elves, which were stolen by the goblins recently. You don't know why we wanted you. Do you girls understand? She asked, handing the bag to Sola.