The Discovery

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It was dark. Only rustling and subtle creaking of wheels could be heard. My body would thrust and jolt simultaneously as the enclosure shook. I sat with my knees curled to my chest as the cold metallic bars pressed into my skin. My mouth grew dry from the article trapped between my lips. My hands ached from the tight clasp restricting them. However, through the ensemble of metals gazed the clouded night sky as foreign pathways were illuminated by the moon.

As I let out small breaths, twisted clouds seeped through my nostrils. I reached out and clenched the bars between my fists. The others rested confined as well,yet they haven't woken yet. I've been awake for as it seems to be an eternity.Trying to figure my surroundings was a never ending obstacle. I gazed upon what laid ahead,there lay two figures. On the right sat a tall back taking the reigns of animals and the other sat slouched eating fruits joyously.

Occasionally they'd talk among themselves and share a few chuckles. They bear in different shades of gold and reds, metal laced throughout their forms. They seemed as if they seeped out from a fantasy, knights in shining armor.

I began to trash myself at my impediment in hope they'd give me attention. In working, they glanced between each other. The tall back motioned his head towards where we dwelled. The slouched raised an eyebrow which accompanied with a grin. He swung himself into the wagon and crouched himself to my level of height.

"Look who's woken up?" 

His husky voice echoed into the night as cold air escaped through his lips. The man took hold of the bars harshly which caused me to thrust forward against them. My head spun from the sudden pressure growing between my eyebrows. I frowned into his lifeless eyes as I tired to speak. To my demise, my voice concluded in muffles and pity.

"Hopeless girl, must be scared out of your mind right now." He reached in between the bars, taking grip of my sore jaw. His face became dimly lit as the moon gazed upon him, his features were sharp and bold. If he wasn't in the midst of kidnapping me, I'd admit he was somewhat attractive. He began shake my head mockingly before I mustered strength to pull away. The man let out a scoff as he glanced towards the others.

I let out a low rumble in my throat to bring his attention back to me. I stared at him in hope to be informed of what was happening. He reached out to me once more, I jolted myself backwards. However, instead of mockery, he slid the article out between my now chapped lips.

I inhaled deeply as I tried to regain moisture in my mouth. He smiled down at me as he began to speak once more.

"Speak girl, it will be the last you do." He sat down in front of my metallic refrain.

"What are we doing here? Who are you?" I breathed out while resting my head back. He pouted his lips as he rocked his head stupidly.

"You speak the right questions, girl. I'm sure your friends would love to hear them too." Their enclosures in which they rested in were now being shaken and slashed around. They each began to awake with groans and muffles.

"You've all awaken. I'm sure you're all curious to what is happening." I glanced towards the others and gave them a nod in assurance. Hopefully it was enough to help them be at ease.

"Hurry up and talk bastard." My head leaned forward and pressed against the bars as I breathed heavily between them.

"You are all a threat to us. To our sacred queens, we cannot let you beasts survive.After years of searching we have finally found you. Did you really think you could be hidden for so long?" He spoke in disgust as he spat on the ground.

"What the hell are you talking about?" A sharp pain erupted threw my jaw and a sudden growl erupted through my throat. The familiar sense blurred vision and enhanced hearing broke out . To my demise, it seems that I was not the only one feeling strange. Similarly the others shifted and jolted with agony painted on their faces.

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