Sold as a Slave

Chapter Five

Third Person Again 😏😏😏😏

Olivia looked at the king hesitantly and then straightened her shoulder before she walked over to him.

"Now, Olivia, how did this happen?" He asked, holding her head and inspecting it. It was surely bruised and would leave a bright purple mark over her cheek. She chuckled, but then instantly stopped.

"I'm surprised he didn't break my jaw. Oh speaking of-" She trailed off and pointed to her arm. Levi's eyes instantly turned bright red and he looked at her.

"I'll have someone help you. I must go." He said urgently and seemingly aggravated.

"Uhm, Okay?" Her response fell to deaf ears. He'd already disappeared.

Why was he mad? That question ran through Olivia's mind as she stood waiting. Who was she waiting for though? A few moments passes she saw the earth move at incredible speeds. Suddenly, she was in a bright, white room with a large window. Looking around, Olivia realized she must be in a hospital as she saw a figure sitting on a small chair flipping through a fashion magazine. She thought about whether or not to say hello.

She doesn't look too scary. Olivia tried to convince herself. She mustered up her courage and said, "Hello? Who are you?" She felt as if she sounded like a complete idiot.

"Emily Collins." The stranger said. "

You brought me here?" Olivia asked, sitting on the large grey hospital bed.

"My brother asked me to do, so I did."

Olivia realized this was Levi's sisters. "Oh, Thank you."

Emily didn't answer, but did roll her eyes. She was dressed darkly and looked slightly scary. Suddenly, she stood up and looked around. She looked at Olivia and came very close to her.

"Oh, no.. No, no, no, no!" She muttered, backing away while staring into Olivia's eyes. Then, Emily disappeared. Three doctors, King Levi, and Emily came rushing in.

"What's going on?" Olivia asked, her throat feeling suddenly dry. The chills hit her hard. The room suddenly started spinning to Olivia. She put her hand on her head and groaned. She attempted to stand up off the bed, as if that would make it better, but that just made it worse and she collapsed onto the cold, tiled floor.

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Emily's Perspective (AHAHAH you don't get Levi's! Heheheh!)

My brother asked me to take some petty slave to the doctor. I didn't want to, though. I despise humans. They have no clue what they did to us. Their government was idiotic. They gave their people's freedom up for their own. Pathetic! I pick the girl up and take her to the hospital. I won't abandon her though. So I sat in a chair and flip through a magazine. She tries to make small conversation, but I mostly ignore it.

Then that smell. Something's wrong. No, it can't be! That smell! They died years ago!?!?! I go up to her to make sure I'm not smelling things. I'm sure I sort of understand what's happening. I basically black out. Before I knew it, she's being strapped to a table while she's screaming in agony.

The girl is a witch.

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A WITCH! :o

Qotc!- did you expect that?
Qotc2!- what is your fav ice cream flavor?