DROW | ATEEZ

The Truth - Who Are You?

Y/n had been watching in secret from the broken window, from the first stairs. She couldn't believe what she heard, Sylvar, the one she had fallen in love with and had sex with - is an Drow. She looked back at the book there were laying on the dusty floor, she remembers of what she had read this morning about the Drows. She looked back down at her stomach, last night, he came inside her, she were most likely to get pregnant with his child - the book said that the Drows would unintentionally kill their partners and children as their love and obsession grows.. they are the dark side of the elves.
"That was what Sylvar meant when he said he were 'the mirror of the elves', he is an Drow." She silently spoke for herself as she looked around at the crowd of elves and back at Sylvar and the Drow on the ground.
Her whole body began to shake uncontrollably, fear and sadness had filled her mind, while she felt her eyes slowly tear up. She were not only feeling fright, but also some kind of betrayal. She were well aware of him being the killer of Simon back in the forest, but never did she expected for him to be one of those dark, cold blooded, heartless Drows there lives to only trick people with their dangerous good looks and dark magic.
"This.. can't be.." she muttered for herself as her emotions took over her. Without knowing why, she silently left the room and made her way downstairs. Even though Sylvar already had ordered her to stay upstairs, she didn't cared anymore, she felt broken and betrayed..

Outside, Sylvar stood with his attention on the many elves there all stood ready to attack him with their arrows. He didn't paid much of attention to their threats as he knew he were able to take down half of them - yet he were still weak against the last fifty elves there would attack him all at once when they gets the chance.
"Tell, what do you wants from me, hm? That elf is already dead, so what.. he were the one to cross the barrier I had made." Sylvar spoke coldly as he crossed his arms over his chest, while he never let his gaze of who he thought were his biological father. The father of the young elf silently began to speak up, "he was a child.. he didn't trespass your territory intentionally.. but never would you cold hearted Drows spear an innocent life! You do not care, you bloody killer!" He yelled out at him, ready to attack him barehanded, but got hold back by the other elves.
A gasp sounded from behind Sylvar, causing him to turn around to see Y/n standing in the doorway, with teary eyes as she looked between the Wooden Elves and Sylvar, who stood paralyzed while he looked shocked at her. His heart skipped a beat the moment he got eye contact with her, "what are you doing here? I told you to-" she silently shook her head as tears slowly ran down her cheeks, "you are one of those, aren't you?" She pointed over at Sylvar's biological father, who were still laying unconscious. He gulped hard as he didn't knew how to respond, he just remained silent and stood back in silence.
"Y/n.. I.. I..." she holds her breath, before she went over and aggressively slapped him across his cheek, "you have lied to me! You have kept your true identity hidden from me!" She lets out a faint sob as she looked into his red eyes there pierced right through her body and soul.
The crowd of elves all stood in silence as they watched the whole scenario between Sylvar and Y/n, who clearly were upset by his behavior and how he just killed the young elf, "they are all right, you are nothing but an cold blooded killer!" She yelled out loud, feeling how her hot, salty tears continuously kept falling from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks like a never ending waterfall.
Without realizing it, Sylvar had gotten attacked by one of the elves there shot a arrow, hitting him in his shoulder, causing blood to splatter out of his body as the arrow got drilled right through his skin. A groan of pain escaped his mouth as he fell on his knees, while he holds onto the sharp tip of the arrow.

Y/n stood in shock by the sight of him falling down to the ground. He clenched his hand around the arrow and roughly pulled it out of his shoulder, throwing it away. All the blood there got spilled, had soaked him completely as it would never stop. He holds his hand up to cover the bloody wound, feeling nothing but an sharp pain, both from the wound and from the heavy beating of his brown heart.
He got suddenly pushed down onto the ground by a few of the elves and tied up in chains. Both his wrists and ankles were tied up. One of the elves went over towards her and looked at her with an empathetic look as he spoke, "how are you feeling young miss? are you okay?" She looked back down at Sylvar, who peeked up at her from the ground, with tears slowly dripping down from his eyes.
She looked back up at the elf and forced a smile on her lips as she silently nods, but deep down she weren't feeling okay at all, she were crying a hundreds of tears there just wouldn't stop from falling. The elf gently placed his hand upon her shoulder and softly caressed it, before he turned his attention back at Sylvar, who were struggling in their grip.
Y/n just stood, unable to fight for him or herself anymore.

The elves put a thick stick there were tied with chains on each side, inside his mouth, preventing him from biting them in protest. Y/n felt her heart break by how they forcefully were tying him up like a stray dog. His tears were unstoppable as he looked up at Y/n with a sad, begging gaze. This dangerous, cold blooded creature were finally shedding a thousand tears, tears of regret and sadness.. he hummed through the thick wooden stick there got stuck in his mouth.
"Please.. Please, don't hurt him.. I beg you." Y/n begged the elves as they tied an long chain to the chains there holds around his ankles. The middle aged elf, who Sylvar used to call father, looked over at her with a cold gaze and spoke, "we will give him what he deserves.. killing an elf is only one of the biggest crimes there can be committed, and this bastard had done so much more, but this time, he had surely crossed the line." With those last words, he left together with the other elves, while dragging Sylvar and his real father away, towards the dark forest. Y/n wanted to run over and stop them, but she knew she were too weak to do so, they wouldn't be listening to her begging, even though Sylvar is an Drow and he had betrayed her, she still loves him.. he have stolen her heart and emotions.