The darkness that surrounds us cannot hurt us it is the darkness in your own heart that you should fear.
A P H M A U
"What do you mean this is gonna be interesting Zoey?"
"Oh....nothing" she giggled and walked to a closet.
The doors were painted a forest green and small gold engravings decorated the sides. She pulled out a potion and kneeled beside Garroths bedside.
"What happened?" She asked while slowly dabbing his burns with her magic.
"Well...he was in an electric chair..."
Zoey let out a gasp and almost dropped the bottle in her hands. She took a deep breath and set the bottle aside. She lifted her hands over Garroth and closed her eyes.
"Zacrov clars piat necro hilka"
(Yes its just gibberish)
She mumbled a different language, each word seemed to make particles rise around where she applied the potion. A warm golden glow emitted from Garroth's body and didn't cease until Zoey dropped her hands and opened her eyes.
"He's going to be alright..." She sighed, "I hope..." I barely heard her mumble afterwards.
She got up and walked to another room. I glance around at the intricate engravings that decorated the wood in her home.
How many times had it been me in this very bed?
I laughed to myself as I remembered the first time I was brought here.
I wandered aimlessly through the forest running from my attackers, they hadn't left me unscathed. Large gashes up my legs, huge bruises across my torso, and not to mention the countess scrapes I had gotten stumbling into the thick trees. I was lost.
Just as I thought all hope was lost, I saw a pastel yellow door inside a tree. I barely managed to the door and lifted a fist knock. Before my bleeding knuckles contacted the door, the forest that surrounded me went black and all I remember was falling.
I fluttered my heavy eyelids open as I looked around. It was a very wooden room with about four other beds. Inside one of the beds was another person who had dark brown hair and a green mask that covered his lower face. I ignored him and tried sitting up.
"No! You can't mo-"
I yelled in pain and clenched my leg. I looked down to see it was bandaged instead of gushing blood all over the green sheets I was laying in.
"Who..." I pondered as I glanced at the young woman who gave me a concerned face.
"My name is Zoey...I heard a loud noise and when I checked you were passed out at my doorstep. I hope you don't mind I healed you to the best of my abilities, I was about to start healing more..."
"I'm not stopping you" I grunted as I layed back down.
The elf, Zoey, nodded and untied my bandages. She mumbled some gibberish as she attempted to heal my wounds. It stung, but I knew it would be worth it.
"What's your name?" She asked while applying more cotton bandages to my leg.
"Aphmau..."
"That's a beautiful name" she smiled to herself and looked at the man when he started to stir in his sleep. "He's waking up?!" She whispered and scurried to his side.
Zoey...
Since then I've come here for a healer, by only when I desperately needed her. I refused to take advantage of her.
Z O E Y
I looked through the doorway and saw Garroth.
What will I do when he wakes up? Will he recognize me? It has been about two years since I've seen him...
I glanced at Aphmau who looked at him with love in her eyes.
Does she have feelings for him...?
I shook my head and grabbed the bag I was preparing.
"Aphmau, he should change his clothes." I handed her the bag as she nodded. I watched as she cut off his shirt with a knife.
"I could use some help" she sighed. I nodded and helped her and we decided that his pants were fine. Once we got his shirt on his limp body, Aphmau sat back down and watched him with a careful eye.
"So you have a crush on him?" I joked while nudging her.
"I love him" she said bluntly, "and he loves me"
That's when I felt my heart shatter.
That's what I thought
I had always loved the villain who would come to me for help. Why I helped him I had no clue, he was the bad guy. But something about his charming smile made my heart fluttered. It was like a forbidden love.
He can't love her
Don't get me wrong, Aphmau is like a sister to me. But love can take drastic measures...
"How about you go for some fresh air? I can watch him"
"You're right, I should clear my head" Aphmau left and I bolted towards my cupboard.
I moved the glowing bottles aside and grabbed a shining black potion. I slowly walked up to Garroths limp body and opened his mouth slightly. I poured the amount of liquid needed and cleaned his lips so there would be no trace of the liquid.
When you wake...
...everything will be ok
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See, originally I had no clue what I was gonna do, then the comments reminded me
Zoey had a crush on Garroth
In MD it was so long ago I forgot, then I realised
I can use that!
So therefore, Zoey loves Garroth
I love you all devils
Byeeee
Oh! And before I forget, the amazing person that gave me the amazing suggestion last time was
CcBunnyVlogs
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Random*based on a one shot I made* Rivals. Enemies. Two people who were born to hate eachother. One is the villain. Graham Vere'Root. Or is that his name? Nobody ever knew. One is the hero. Aphmau Lorde. Or is she the hero? That's what everyone thought. ...
