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Chapter 1: Home Invasion

Shortly after realizing the dangers ahead, (y/n) had decided that it was time to return to her cave and quickly. It was still only midnight when she had awoken from a deep sleep. Besides not having enough rest the moon was still bleeding and it was unsafe for her to be there. Just as she turned around there was a sudden banging sound in the distance.

There were also unfamiliar footsteps approaching towards her. Who knows what these strangers could have wanted in the woman's forest. Everything was so unfamiliar it too frightened the skin-walker. Any creature who would first hear those strange sounds would be afraid. (Y/n) started to run as fast as she could. It wasn't too late to get away from the area just yet.

"Hello! Is anyone out there?! Speak now or we will shoot!" An unfamiliar man called out into the dark wooded area. Who were these strange men that spoke in different tongues? (Y/n) couldn't respond to these suspicious strangers. Why would she? They could be dangerous if anything. She was too afraid to even turn around! She had no idea what fate the moon could have brought her this time and she didn't want to find out.

The sound of gunfire rang throughout the woods as sweat trickled down (y/n)'s face.  Footsteps still approaching, guns aimed ahead. "We will not hesitate to kill anyone who is out there!" The men began to shoot again. (Y/n) tried her best not to turn around but all things went downhill when something struck her thigh forcing her to stop in her tracks. Letting out out a painful cry of agony. This was no cut or bite wounds like from fighting predators... It felt as if someone tore her leg clean off.

"There! I heard a scream from over there! Go now!" They shouted. The footsteps now turning into pacing and more of them could be heard, now that it was clear from all the sounds of leaves and branches being crushed.

(Y/n) heard the marches closing in on her and tried using all of her arm strength just to see the slightest luck in escaping from the intruders.

Readers POV:

Tears overflowed my eyes making my vision become blurry. I didn't want to die here or now, not while I have so many tasks to accomplish...  and especially not to a bunch of vile intruders. They would not try and reason with me if they have to use force. The worst they could do is keep me alive and torture me so I must do everything I can to escape. "Oh, gods. What have I ever done to earn such disapproval to you?" I whispered under my breath. 

I soon collapsed and let my head fall into my arms due to fatigue from stress.

"There!" I heard someone call out. It was too late... they have already found me. In that moment I felt as if everything is going slower than usual... that usually happens when something is destined to happen. I suppose this was the fate the Gods have chosen for me? Maybe this will be good after all? Maybe I would be better off being killed in my own home.

I'm so tired of being alone.

I stopped crawling when I felt something cold and hard on my back. "Do not try an escape. There is nowhere to run." They spoke aggressively. I understood what they were saying but I could not respond if I haven't learned the language.

"Are you the owner of this land?" They asked. I shook rapidly trying to muster up enough courage to even nod my head. I couldn't do much because I was too focused on my leg. "Uh sir, she's hurt... look." Another replied. "She could be in shock." He finished.

"Woman, look at me." The same man told me. I couldn't move on my own or even move my leg from the spot it was in. That was until I was forcefully turned to lay on my back. "Ah, please! Do not hurt me anymore! I promise I'll do anything!" I cried out in pain. The group of strangers were somewhat surprised but not to an extent. "Sir, I don't think she understands us... or speak our language as well. What shall we do with her?"

The one who seemed to be leading the pack was a rather elderly man, with facial hair and blue eyes. "Hm, well we can't kill a helpless woman. Maybe she can be of use to us back in England. I don't if she's dangerous so we'll have to tie her down for now. We can take her to the queen she'll know what to do. There doesn't seem to be anyone else in these damned woods." He proclaimed. "Go address this to her Butler."

"Yes, right away sir. Johnny! Get the ropes!" The younger boy ordered. "Oi!" Another replied.

It was only a matter of time before my wound would close up... I would have to cut it back open again later which was a thought I didn't enjoy. I looked up with burning hatred in my eyes and the male appeared to take a liking to it which made me scoff in response.

 I looked away as soon as someone began to tie my hands and feet down with ropes. One of them picked me up and threw me over there shoulder which made me let out a growl.

"Oi, be gentle she's still a woman for fuck sake."

"Oh shut it, Johnny, as if you ever had a gal make way with you." The men argued. I had no desire to speak so I stayed silent until they reached their destination.

-Time Skip-

Currently, my situation went from bad to worse and I sit in an Isolated room on a giant canoe. I have 3 men sitting in front of me which are also behind metal bars. Well, I'm behind metal bars... I wish I could ask them where we were going but the only way I could even talk to them right now is in someone's hands. A witch can do a lot of things but we aren't as powerful as demons and such. But, were slightly stronger than humans however we can be outnumbered.

I knew they said "England" earlier but I had never heard of such a place with a very odd name. I could only ponder the endless possibilities of what a place like that could be like, probably hell. "Ey, lady. How's that gun wound of yours?" 

The wound, it already healed by now... it's closed but I could still feel an object inside my leg.

I looked down to the leg that was covered in blood. "It's closed. I don't know what you did to me but I warn to watch your back."

"Look, woman, I don't know what devil's language you're speaking but let me look at that wound." He came somewhat closer to the bars and I flashed him a glimpse of my thigh.

"What the fuck."

"What is it, sir?" The younger male asked.

"Her leg healed... I think the queen will be very intrigued."