Romeo and Juliet (RoWen)

Chapter 3

Wendy was humming a cheerful tone while walking in the forest. It has been a few days since she last saw Romeo. She couldn't seem to get him off if her mind. Suddenly she heard a crack from behind her and got the strange sensation that somebody was following her. She turned around and didn't see anyone. She kept walking telling herself that it was just her imagination, but couldn't make the feeling of being watched go away.

After a few minutes, she felt a presence behind her. She slowly turned around, to see a buff man standing there grinning evilly. "I think the queen will pay a pretty price for her beloved ward to return home safely." He said attempting to grab her. She shrieked. She knew that no one would hear her since she was so deep in the forest. She tried to run away, but he grabbed her by the arm, and she was about to chant, but he covered her mouth with his dirty hand making Wendy gag. He replaced his hand with a magical band he made appeared out of no where. It was placed securely on her neck preventing her from being detected and from using her magic. She backed up scared, but suddenly he was behind her and punched the petite girl's back making her cry out in pain. She was on the ground, and he raised his foot and slammed it on her little body. She had tears flowing from her eyes that were shut tightly in pain. He raised his foot again laughing wickedly. After the hit, she fell unconscious.

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Wendy opened her eyes to being freezing her butt off. She looked at her surroundings, and saw that she was in a freezing lake. She looked at what she was wearing, and it was a ridiculously short dress that ended a little below the top part of her thighs. The top of the red dress, and yes it was red, was a long V-neck. Wendy's eyes widened. How did she get in this? She had never worn anything like this before. She saw her usual green and yellow dress in a heap beside a tree. Her back really hurt, and she found that she was stuck and couldn't move because there was a heavy metal ball tied to her ankles by chains that were cutting into her pale smooth skin. She hadn't realized, but she was crying. Where was she? She knew it wasn't in Lucy's territory because she had never been there before. And she had seen every part of her territory. Was she in the Elementals territory or in the non-magic users?

There were many men around a camp fire, and everything came back to her. Her eyes widened as she spoke. "L-Let me go! I-I... W-what d-do you w-want with me?" She asked realizing just how cold she actually was. They all laughed before one of them stood up and licked his lips crazily. He brought his hand up making Wendy gulped. She was suddenly in some sort of bubbled that surrounded her making her hold her breath since she couldn't breathe under water. An other one stood flicking his hand forward sending an ice hammer right at her stomach. All the air escaped her lungs and she struggled to get out of the water. She  was now certain that she will drown or die soon. 'I don't want this to be the last thing I see and experience!' She thought shaking. The bubbled disappeared and she dropped back into the freezing lake. A man came up to her and got her out of the freezing water. She felt her body was limp, and she felt increasing pain go through her. Adrenaline was pumping in her veins. If she got away from them, she would surely die because she was in the Elementals territory. No one would think of coming here to look for her. And the Elementals, well, they couldn't care less what happens to her.

He slammed her onto the ground, and her back ached more now. "So, you're the famous Wendy Marvell." Said a man that seemed to be in charge. "F-Famous?" She asked shaking still cold from her dip in the lake. 'Lucy was right. The Elementals are scary. I guess they're not all like Romeo." She thought and mentally sighed. "Yes Wendy. You are quite famous. Lots of people have been thinking of getting their hands on you to blackmail the queen." He said coldly that made Wendy shiver. He grabbed her by the collar of her dress. She pulled on it with her hands to keep it down. He dragged her to two chain cuffs that were hanging from a tall tree. She was able to touch the ground when he locked the cuffs on her wrists, digging into her small wrists. It seemed to be made especially for her. They pulled on two other chains causing her to go up. Pain went from her arms and she winced. "You will be there for a while. So I suggest you get used to it." He said wickedly and turned from her. Blood slowly descended from her mouth and she coughed. Blood was also dripping from her wrists since they were cutting through her smooth skin.

A few days had passed, and Wendy was still in the same place as she was before. She felt week and vulnerable. Barely being able to speak. It was the middle of the night, and there was literally a puddle of blood on the ground under her. She was still in the same short dress she wore, but it was filled with blood stains. They had sent attacks at her, which made her blood loss even worse. She barely had the energy to keep her eyes opened. Why did she bother to hang on? She might as well die now anyways. She would die eventually, probably at this very spot. Her mind kept on drifting to Romeo, and thinking of him made her smile. She hadn't eaten or drunk in over five days. The five days she was here. She was going on her sixth day, since it was already nighttime. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't fall asleep.

A few hours had passed, and she still couldn't sleep just like all the other nights. It was almost six in the morning of her sixth day here at this wretched place. More blood was on the ground below her, and she heard a twig crack from somewhere in the forest. She didn't have the energy to even look to see who it was. All hope was gone in her eyes. She was ghostly pale, and her lips were purple. She was dying that was for sure. She could never recover from this torture. Her arms were spread out beside her.

Who ever had come was dead in his or her tracks. She looked so pitiful that any body would laugh at her weakness. Tears escaped her eyes as she felt she was on the verge of death itself. She was relieved, but also scared. Scared of leaving everyone she cared about behind in this wretched world. She heard many hurried footsteps, and cries of pain. Suddenly, she felt like she was going down. So, this was death? She didn't feel any pain anymore. But why was she going down instead of up? Tears slipped her eyes, as her life flashed before her eyes. Suddenly, an image of Romeo smiling at her popped up. She smiled at the memory. She was like an angel coming down from the skies, except she had cuts and bruises everywhere, and was bleeding to death.

A pair of warm arms wrapped around her cold body, and she felt herself being carried before everything went into even more darkness.

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