RoBul Oneshots

Earth and Fire

A/N -
Just to let you know in this chapter both Romania and Bulgaria will have magic powers. This also will take place in the Middle Ages.
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Alex PoV:

"I'm not a witch, I swear!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I'm not evil! The people of my village continued to insult me even as I stood defenselessly tied to a wooden poll. They placed logs around me and set them on fire. I didn't want to die this way! I don't want to be burned at the stake! They were all my fellow citizens, some were even my friends and relatives but they all turned on me. I started to cry as I thought about this. The fire was now lit. I could feel its heat against my ankles. I cried out for help but of course no one wanted to help the "witch".

     I had been an average teenage citizen of my village. I had lived here all my life. I lived alone, my parents had died a few years ago from disease. I still had friends and cousins though. All my life I have been told that magic users were evil witches yet I had never known I possessed magic myself. Was I evil? I began to doubt myself.

     I thought back on my life. Was this the classic "I saw my life flash before my eyes" something people say when they are close to death? Sure I have had some enemies, people who bullied me, I had wished for karma to take care of them, but as far as wanting them hurt or dead. That had never crossed my mind. In fact, I was in this whole predicament because I had tried to save someone.

     It was only a few hours ago. It was a stormy night, though now in the dawn of a new day the storm had cleared, I had heard a barking dog and went outside of the warm comfort of my home to see what was the matter. The fire now burned my ankles, I let out a defining yell in pain. My memories continued rushing through my head. Once outside I heard a child's scream. That's why the dog had been barking. One of my neighbors dogs was left chained outside and was a witness, as I was, to what was happening. A young girl was running and yelling for help, it was the middle of the night and her voice was hoarse and muffled by the storm so no one was there to help. A middle aged man ran after her chasing her with a knife. He was not far behind and I could see the girl was getting tired. He would catch her soon if I didn't do something to help. Fire now worked its way up my legs. I could see fresh crimson blood gleaming on the girls neck and arms.

This infuriated me, how could people be so mean to the innocent. I tried to run and help though I had no idea what I would do. Something though kept me stuck to the ground. Vines, they broke through the rock roads and had twisted around my legs and kept me in place. I panicked yet something inside me told me exactly what to do. I tried to keep calm, I slowed my breathing and imagined a way to help the girl. Soon a large crack and flash of blinding light broke the silence. Lightning had struck a tree and caused it to fall onto the man who was chasing the girl. He must have died instantly. My senses felt more acute, I heard the knife hit the ground with a dull click. The girl lay stunned on the ground from the lightning but she was alive and safe. "What was that!" people shouted as the crowded onto the road.

Great now they wake up, I thought sarcastically. A group rushed over to the girl and helped her and a few others rushed over to the tree and found the man, dead. One person, a young boy, remained in the middle of it all, he observed everyone till finally the kid pointed at me and yelled,"witch."

The vine was still wrapped around me but was loose enough now for me to slip out of. I tried to run, but only a few steps latter and I was pinned to the ground by a rather gruff looking tall man. The fire now kissed my torsos, I continued my tortured cry. He grabbed my head and forced my eyes open. "My God, he is a witch, he has the glowing eyes to prove it," the man stated as he hulled me to my feet and held me up for all to see.