Chapter 1: Its only the Beginning
“Get back here! I won't hurt you!”
“Yeah right, you won't catch me even if your life depended on it!” . . . . . .
My parents were the king and queen of a land called The Sacred Forest. And yes that means I am... well, was a princes. See I have been in hiding as a slave for over 13 years. My parents were killed when I was three years old. I have three older brothers. But they don't even know that I exist.
I ran away that day not once did I even dare to look back but when I heard voices behind me I turned around to check it out to only end up running into one of the men that had killed my father. I had become his slave. Turned out his name was Simon. I've hated that man ever since I got to know him. He made me do things people only thought happened in night mares. I ended up as a skinny model type girl. Although personally I think he was putting me on a diet on propose.
I was able to get out of his grasp when I was 14. For the past 2 years I have been on my own. My name is Luna Grayson. I have been on a wanted list for as long as I can remember. Its not that kind of wanted list though. I am not a criminal, I am on the wanted list because my kingdom wants me to come home.
Right now I am in the middle of running away from a white, middle aged, drunk man. See it started when I went for a walk in the park. I got on the swings to think. But apparently tonight wasn't the best choice.
. . . . . .
“Hey Stop!”Said the man's voice
“No....OUCH!” I said while running into a tree.
“Ha ha gotcha now!” The man's voice said.
When he got closer I screamed and started to punch and kick at him.
“Stop fighting you little wench!”
“Get away from me!”
And the next thing I knew I felt a pain on top of my head and went unconscious...... When I woke up I heard a voice but couldn't make out what it was saying. Then it came again. It was a mans voice. It sounded like he was asking if I was okay. By that time I was able to make out that I was in some room. There was hardly any light to see though. There was a recliner and three doors. I was on the queen sized bed laying down with the covers over me.
All I could do was ask my self where I was. I didn't understand one thing that was going on right now. Then the lights turned on and after a moment I could see a figure in front of me it was a man. He seemed to be my age 17. He was tall and had eyes that were as blues as the sky. Then there was his dark brown hair. It was long but not like gross long.
“Hey, are you alright?” he said, his voice sounded concerned.
“Who..Who are you?”
“Oh, sorry my names Blake.”
“Where am I?”
“Your in a place I call home. Are you okay?”
“Not really.”
“Here” he said while handing me some pills. After a moment when he noticed that I was hesitating he added. “There pain killers, over the counter.”
I took them still a little unsure.
