He comes running straight at me, getting ready to strike at me, I close my eyes and take a deep breathe in and out and prepare myself ready to fight, I give it my all, twisting and turning, trying to dodge the blade, striking every few minutes or so, but even so he still ends up slicing his blade through my arm causing me to scream out in pain and drop my sword, I try to pick it up, he kicks it away from me, still walking towards me and grabs my shirt and pulls me up just staring at me, trying to assess me, trying to read my background and where I'm from, but he got nothing, my family and I are the last of our kind.
Long ago there was a war between humans and faeries, the humans were greedy and wanted our magic, they wanted our magic for evil, for war. We faeries weren't like that, we use our powers to heal and protect people, to heal and protect our land. We tried negotiating with the humans, but they were too far gone in their greed, we tried leaving but the humans stopped us and started the war. We faeries weren't strong enough to defend our home, our land, and many of us died, until one day all of the faeries were gone, extinct, except my family, they managed to escape before the war broke out.
The male figure who fought me earlier finally says something, which brings me back into reality, he says you're coming along with me. He must have seen through my mask, the terror in my eyes for as he said, "Don't worry we aren't going to kill you".
I lay my head low, accepting the defeat, hoping my parents won't be ashamed. I'm like this until we reach a village, the village looks old, and torn, though they have been through many troubles, such as wars and robbery. The village looks sad and depressed. We finally come to a halt, I look up to him just standing and looking at me, I look back down fidgeting with my hands, I tend to fidget when I'm nervous, he says we are staying here for the night and that we will leave at dawn, and to rest while I can and so I obey, I was too tired and exhausted to argue, too tired to create a scene to get away from these monsters, and so I close my eyes and think of my family back at home, to the times of what it was like before the war began.
It is now dawn, we start to head to the pathway along the river getting our flasks ready to fill with water, I haven't had water in days, so you could imagine what I would be like drinking the water. Once we filled up our flasks we started on the road again, me in chains and them in armor, my pace started to slow because of how exhausted I was, regardless of the sleep I got last night, the figure in armor who had my chains pulled harder to give me the message, to hurry up and to stop dragging my feet around, but you see I couldn't help, I was in pain, I needed medical attention, I needed days of sleep and last of all I needed food.
I closed my eyes and sighed, I wasn't watching where I was walking, and tripped over a stone, I couldn't find the strength to get back up, so I just laid there, wincing in agony, the male figure in armor who fought me before, put his hand up and clenched his fist for a halting position. He came over to the figure handling my chains and asked what's wrong? Why is she on the ground? She tripped over sir replied the figure in armor. He sighed in annoyance and said, "Looks like will be staying here tonight, set up the camps with the other troops, I'll look after her for now, the figure who was handling my chains scoffed and gave an annoyed look but obeyed.
You know you're making it worse for yourself, you do realise that don't you? Come on pick yourself up, I c... I can't, I whispered. He slowly reached his hands towards me to pick me up and carry me to a comfier spot in the shade and away from the sun, why are you taking care of me, you were trying to kill me only hours before, what changed? He looked at me as I said this, only staring into my eyes searching for answer as to who I am, and why I was there on the battlefield, he ignored my question, and said I should rest, I replied by saying no, I want answers, you have taken me as a hostage, but why? Why not kill me like the rest? He bowed his head and sighed as I said this, look little one, if it were my choice, I would have freed you, but it's not up to me, so please don't make it harder than it already is. Why are you working with them? If you don't agree with what they do.........? let just say I have to he says, what is your name? it's better than calling you a figure in armor or knowing you as the person who tried to kill me. My name is Silas Blackwood.
His name gives off a dark and mysterious vibe, and maybe even alluring. My name is Freya Seli, I say in return. He nods and gets up and leaves, I felt hurt, that he didn't say anything and just left. I lay down and start to close my eyes when Silas comes back with some food, the smell of freshly cooked roast beef and roast potatoes and pumpkins, I sit up, my mouth watering, he puts the plate down next to me and starts eating his own food, I stare at the food not knowing if I should eat it and wait until instructions, and so I sit still and wait, well are you going to eat? Asks Silas, I wasn't sure if I was allowed to, plus what if you put poison in it? I say. Come on Freya, I'm not like that, I'm not like the people I work with, they're fucking monsters, they kill for fun, for sport, I will not be like them, I refuse he said this with a hurt look on his face, I know I work with them, but that doesn't mean I kill people for fun, that doesn't mean that I fuck women up and traumatize them, I'm not a fucking pig Frey, I'm sorry I say, I didn't mean to hurt you.
Its fine, I'm used to it, all people see when I'm in armor is a figure who is working for "Lord Arthur", all they see is bad people, because of how the troops treat the people and how Lord Athur treats the people (behind closed walls). They are all disgusting and disrespectful, so I guess it's a fair assumption............. Well Frey, I think it's time you rest, you'll need it, with the days ahead of us. Will you please stay, you're the only person I know, and I could use you as a.......... a um... a.......... protector, that's it!? I ask, I don't think that will be a good idea, I don't want to cause suspicion he said, but aren't you a high rank here? I ask, I am one of the higher ranks yes, but there are higher ranks here, therefore I cannot stay here, plus they are already suspicious of me, so I need to keep a low profile. I frowned at the response I received, but didn't push it, I thanked him for the food, and went to sleep.
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The Reunification Of Faeries and Humans
FantasyFreya Seli is held hostage by King Arthur, a treacherous king. Along the way Freya Seli meets this charming young fella named Silas Blackwood, and together they defeat King Arthur