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Mavis. . . The blonde prayed.
"Is this the girl that was sacrificed to us?" Chuckled a deep, husky voice.
"Dragon kings! Yes, she is the girl sacrificed to you six," Porlyusica bowed politely, along with the rest of the worshipers.
Lucy was terrified! She could feel their warm breathing and she can hear their soft, scary snickers that gave her the fright.
"Oh, it seems the girl's scared," Teased another voice behind her.
"We'll let her be scared till we get home. Geehee," A gray,scaly claw covered Lucy's eyes.
"H-HEY! UNCOVER MY EYES!" Lucy squirmed under their grip. The sinister creatures were howling of laughter, that were both, scaring Lucy and the worshipers.
"Maybe later," A cheeky, yet another dark voice responded to Lucy's loud squirming.
Lucy felt herself being lifted from the ground. Now, only two scaly arms were holding her.
"Why do you get to hold her?!" Lucy heard a scowl.
"Because I'm stronger than you!" Fought the other one who was holding Lucy.
"Wait! Please, do not hurt the girl," Lucy heard Porlyusica's voice.
"What did you say?" A dark, sinister voice asked. This made everyone, including Porlyusica shiver in fear.
"Please do--"
Lucy froze, feeling some kind of liquid on her face, and hearing silence.
Blood was spilled that night, not of Lucy's, but Porlyusica's.
The creature holding Lucy uncovered her eyes to cover its mouth, trying to stifle its laughter.
Lucy's eyes gaped open to look who was holding her, but the lifeless corps before her caught her eyes. Porlyusica's body was left lying there with a huge cut in her abdomen!
She's dead..?! Lucy started tearing up. The old pinkette. . even though she sacrificed Lucy to the dragons, she still told her about how she will be able to leave the dragon realm. She liked Porlyuisca. She felt like the old pinkette was an innocent soul, all Porlyusica wanted was to keep Fiore safe.
"YOU FIEND!! LET ME GO, YOU IMPUDENT FOOL!! YOU KILLED HER!! YOU CRUEL--" The crying girl was stopped by the creature holding her, knocking her out.
"You have no reason to talk to us like that. Contemptuous girl," The holder of the poor blonde growled.
With that, they disappeared, leaving the worshipers frightened. Some tried to heal the poor, old pinkette, the others were very frightened and were afraid that they would have the same fate as the lifeless lady.
A certain blonde's eyes were fluttering after the long slumber. She felt a soft and unpleasant smell coming from below her. She sat up and looked where she was. A room. A room filled with beautiful jewels glittering from every side of the room. The ceiling was painted a sky blue and had a beautiful-real life-like sun. The floor was covered with a soft, white carpet. The walls had a blue, gradient effect. There was a beautiful, pink vanity with a stool, that had a pink cushion to sit on. A huge, yellow closet. A black window with purple curtains, and silver ornaments. A cute little love seat could be found on the right side of the room, that was the color of white and black. The room had many colors, it looked strange, but somewhat looked like art.
But, the unpleasant feeling and smell kept bothering the blonde. She looked beneath her to find a pile of bodies. Dead ones. They seem. . . like they were just killed.
Lucy shrieked and jumped away from the dead corps'. Her pure, snow dress was lightly stained by the blood from the dead bodies.
W-What are these?! Lucy stared at them in horror. The cuffs on her wrists and necks were causing her pain, along with the leash, adding weight.
"I thought the girl would be much prettier. . ," Lucy heard talking behind the white door. She walked closely to it and listened.
"I agree. But, I wonder how innocent that girl really is,"
"Maybe not as innocent. Who knows, she might have an unpleasant mind, like the last ones here," They chuckled.
"Ah, yes. Who knows? Maybe we can actually make that girl fall for us, then, we play her like a guitar,"
Lucy's eyes widened.
These despicable men! Lucy shot away from the door. She looked around to see if she could escape. She ran towards the window where there was a balcony. She looked below her. It was very high, and there were--
A pile of dead bodies.
She walked away from the balcony to look for another escape root. There wasn't any other place she could escape.
It's either a pile of dead bodies, or a group of despicable men.
Pile of dead bodies then. She concluded.
The blonde looked anything as a weapon, something to soften her landing, or something like a parachute.
She looked inside the drawer of the vanity. A little, sharp pocket knife could be found. She quickly grabbed it and looked for something to make her landing softer. Nothing, but the curtains of the window. She tore one off. She grabbed a black ribbon that was lying on the vanity. She wrapped the black ribbon around her mid-thigh, then, inserted the small,sharp knife.
She stood by the balcony, with the purple fabric in her hands. She took a deep breathe and jumped!
She was slowly getting closer to ground, with the pile of dead bodies.
I landed! She screamed happily in her mind. Letting the purple curtain fall to the ground.
She looked around to see if anyone was following her. No one. She quickly ran off into the forest, far away from the creepy castle she escaped from. She did not dare to look back.
She was so far into the forest, that she could'nt see the huge castle anymore. She sat down, trying to catch her breath.
"The fuck. . . now those despicable men. . . won't be able. . . to. . find me. . . now." The blonde panted.
She stood up and tried to look for a place to stay, since night has already fallen.
How long have I been asleep? It was midnight when I was stolen. Very long, perhaps. She thought
She stumbled upon a huge tree. It had shelter under the tree. She smiled,that she might be able to rest, finally. She crawled under the tree, avoiding all the roots, and sat under the old tree. The roots hiding her.
Not many people should be able to find me here. She smiled.
She tried to ignore the scars, but couldn't. The injuries the creatures applied on Lucy were hurting her. Her waist, and everywhere the "hands" were. They all looked like huge pricks on her skin. And her body, she felt tired, heavy, like she was very weak.
Her eyes slowly closed, then she drifted asleep.
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Dragons' Sacrifice
Fanfiction"You are the Dragon's Sacrifice. You were picked, because you were one of the most beautiful, kindest, and had the purest mind of everyone. Call it 'Snow White' if you want. You are to do what they want. Die, live, be their mate. It won't matter, be...
