I was forced onto a boat, and I took my place next to a line of people.
There where ten in all, 7 of them female, and 2 more male, I was the tenth.
I saw a somewhat familiar head of pale hair.
"Mert!" I say quietly, but somewhat comforted by the familiar kind female,
She looks up at her name and a soft smile broke onto her face, then a harsh voice broke the few moments of security I had.
The man narrow eyes and a serpent like face looked upon me angrily, speaking in the same language the one I didn't understand.
He repeated the statement, I looked up at him, not knowing how to respond to the foreign sounds.
He looked at me for a moment then a hand came flying from nowhere, striking down on my cheek, the power of the strike caused my vision to be dotted red, I breath steadily, my lungs had finally adapted to the air in this world, I refuse to show any signs of weakness.
Mert looks at me her eyes wide with fear, the man looks down upon me with utter disgust. He speaks, again I translate the word 'Monster' such an ironic comment, spoken by the beast himself.
We stand for a long time, my eyelids dropping slightly, but I wouldn't allow myself to be met with the comfort of sleep. Safety is felt when one sleeps, I was far from safe.
I must preserve, and by preserving I may have a chance of surviving.
The serpent man returns, bursting through the door like he was one of the great gods.
He leads us in a straight line onto a platform over the incredibly colored liquid, and before us as a huge complex, built with a pure clear toned type of stone, towering over us. But instead of entering the great building, we walk down a soil path to a smaller, much smaller, complex. He opens the door and one by one removes our chains as we enter the tiny building.
I stand in the corner, bare feet against the dirt floor, Mert finds me and kneels down next to me placing a gentle hand on my shoulder.
"Okay?" She questions slowly, I look at her blankly, "Are you okay?" she repeats slowly. Confused I look at her, wishing I could comprehend the soft words.
She sighs and pets my long inky hair, holding me close.
The small gesture made me feel safe somehow... warm and safe....
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The Secret of Me
FanfictionThree odd boys. Perhaps, just maybe, they were normal boys, who did normal things, but then again the only boys I've met have threatened to kill me... Two having a dark black mess of hair, the other a light, short and blond. Two smiled, one scowled...
