Snippet #2509727

I awoke to water being splashed in my face. I coughed and shook my head before I looked around. I noticed an elf standing next to me. "So you wake. You lacked water, young one." I let out a soft groan before I looked down at my feet, seeing another bucket of water. I picked it up eagerly and drank from it thirstily. The elf spoke again. "It seems you lack manners as well." I put the bucket down and I stood up. "Why am I here?" I asked. The elf spoke. "Elves look out for he another. We are but a dying race. So, shouldn't we help our fellow brothers and sisters?" I growled softly. "I suppose." I waved my hand towards the elf but I couldn't get a read from him. The elf smirked. "You know, you could just ask your questions instead of sneak information but I suppose I should say such things as I have done the same to you while you were unconscious." I hissed angrily. "What?!" The elf looked away. "You have done so much wrong in your life, Aiyana. You and your friend."

I blinked. My friend? Did he mean Atlas? "Where is Atlas?" I demanded. The elf looked at me. "He is inprisoned for now and will stay inprisoned until his last breath. You, on the other hand, will go through a spiritual process to be cleansed of your impurities. You will start the process tonight." I gasped softly before I looked away. "I will go through the process if you release Atlas." The elf stood up, anger raging in his voice. "No! His kind caused this war! He is dangerous! He will not be released!" I yelled back. "Then I will not be cleansed!" We glared at each other, anger in our eyes and we held each other's gaze. I spoke through clentched teeth. "Let me release him and for every wrong he does upon our people, I will pay the consequences of his action." The elf's eyes widen. "The consequences will be painful. How you you know you can trust him?" I nod me head accepting the knowledge on the process. "I trust him because he trust me." I turned and walk away.

Meanwhile, within a large hollow tree, the elite elves guarded your body. You were on your knees, chain covered your body and bind your hands and feet, preventing you from moving any part of your body a single inch, even your fingers. A chain was wrapped around your neck and every chain was anchored to a stoned floor that had ancient writings on them. The 5 elite elves watched your every movement and they pointed bows, spears and swords at you, awaiting for you to make a wrong move. They looked up when I walked in and I spoke softly. "Leave us." They nod and left. My eyes looked at Atlas with sadness before I walked over to him. I kneeled down in front of him and I lowered my head softly. "I'm sorry, my friend."