the battle has begun

Chapter 15

"Wake up!" A voice screamed. "You can't die! You've come all this way to just die! I won't let you!" Die? Whose dying? They sobbed. I fluttered an eye open. Even doing that hurt me so badly. The world was a light shade of yellow, which spun without me needing to do anything. Shifting my eyes toward the crying person beside me, I noticed that it was an... elf?

"W-who... What... The fu-" I mustered whatever I could say. Though, I sounded disgusting. My throat throbbed and it was dry.

"You're alive!" Small hands wrapped around me, as I felt tears wet my shirt. 

"Who the hell are you? Where am I? And where is my stuff?!" I questioned once I noticed that I had been stripped from my armor and my weapons had disappeared. I tried to move my muscles but it hurt like hell. It literally felt like knives stabbing into me.

"Don't move! I've just stitched up your wounds and if you move you will re-open them."

"That didn't answer my question." I slightly growled.

"I can't say right now, but don't worry, you will soon know." The small boy smiled. I scoffed and laid back down. As the boy was cleaning some... Things I can't even explain, I stared at the wooden roof. Vines hung down with little glowing dots flying around.

"Where is she!" A voice shriek as the door flew open. I directed my eyes towards the very rude and might I add, annoying person. It was a girl, that wore a frilly pink dress. A tiara was placed, tucked in her golden locks which did not compliment her face, which was covered with makeup. She looked like a box of crayons threw up on her face. She was short. Duh, because she's an elf.

"Princess Xiana ( Sorry if this is your name. I tried my best to choose an uncommon name. Change it if you want ). You are disturbing the proce-"

"Does it look like I care?" She thrashed her arms, as she screamed once again. I could tell that this elf was not going to take any of this crap.

"Please. I need you to leave right now. You are making things much worse."

"Leave? You are telling me to leave? Who gave you the right to make decisions?" She scoffed with a tint of disrespected and anger.

"As the medic, I can tell who to leave and who can enter my work area. So, I don't want to shout. So please leave, now." He said in a calm voice but I could tell that he was about to snap. 

"Oh shut the hell up!" She grabbed his face and pushed him towards a stump. "I've had enough!" Once she was done, she whipped her body to face me.

"Now. Who the hell are you?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"Don't play smart with me now." She closed her eyes to slits.

"Why should I tell you who I am, when I have been captured."

"Did I ask this bastard to take care of you?" She growled as she glared at the unconscious male.

"Did I ask you to take me in? I never asked anyone." She glared are me, as her jaw clenched. She straightened herself and gave a stoic face.

"I am Princess Xiana. The ruler of the elves. You are in the heart of Mystic Waters."