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"Oh would you look at that, I've been impaled." Jay slurred as i pushed the sword further through her stomach, she smiled, a stupid smile, one the forced tears to bud at the sides of my eyes.
"Why are joking right now?! Can't you take anything serious? You're about to die! I snapped, the tears blurring my vison, as she looked up me with the same smirk.
No-not really, anyways, I guess this means you win? She slurred again, shrugging casually.
How could she be so fucking calm, I have a sword going through her body.
She stepped back, falling down the cliff.
it was a sicking sound that followed, a loud thud, as a body layed flat at the bottom.
I breathed choppy, looking down at the blood on my hands, fresh, warm.
my mind felt so full, the unimaginable possibility that just fell into my hands, it was so caught up in the win, the fact that I had done it, i didn't think about the next outcome.
The world was so grey, as the smoke cleared, they were standing there, hauntingly tall, sick smiles and eyes, so many eyes.
"It seems that we underestimated you, SATURN, now it's time to come home, they held out their hand, beconing me to their now opened portal.
"Never! You experimented on me and used me to kill players you FREAKS! I screamed, feeling chains lock onto my arms. I swung my sword at their hands, drawing blood, a corrupted crown floating above my head. My wings were broken and pierced in so many different places. but I couldn't stop, I couldn't give up, I had worked to fucking hard to wind up back there.
Suddenly a portal opened under my feet, I thanked whatever or whoever that made it, (maybe it was me?)
I ripped my arms from their cold hard grasps a dove head first into the opening, the magic flowed all around me, beconing me to sleep, and honestly, I'm really tired.
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And I woke up in a cage, uhh ok, this might be a problem. The chains were still on my arms and feet, great, maybe if I'm really swift I can-
"THE BEAST IS AWAKE!" someone with a booming voice yelled out to what I asumed to be a crowd. They had pitchforks and torches, ahh so I was in the midst of a mob.
I looked at myself in the reflection in the water bucket next to the cage, and oh Shit they were right to be scared of me, I looked like death, oh and wings were kind of scary, i guess.
"WE SHALL KILL THE BEAST TO ENSURE A GOOD HARVEST" the voice spoke out again, that wouldn't work, I thought, no mortal can kill a watcher, but this doesn't look like Hermitcraft so maybe-
"WAIT" a younger voice piped up from the crowd, everyone, including me, looked over to the direction of the voice.
It was a small kid, I mean really small, like a twig, with long black matted hair, and a hairstripe, blue think? sometimes it looks closer to green? or a turcoise?
Anyways, he ran through the crowd, pushing past annoyed adults and dagger- staring kids. He scrambled on to the platform I was standing on. "We can't kill her! That isn't right!" He struggled, like really struggled to pry the torch from the old, larger, and stronger man.
"How do you know this beast has thoughts, it looks mindless to me" the man spoke again, shoveing the little teen, his head hit the back of the platform kinda hard, the rest of the crowd chuckled, in volume I think they thought was quiet, it was actually pretty fucking loud.
And I not only thought that the kid deserved a bit better, he did correctly guess my gender and that I have a fully functioning brain, so thats something? But I also take a lot of offense to that idiot's comment.
But before I could give this prick a piece of my mind, somehow a even more booming voice came from the crowd, seriously how deep are these people's voices?
"Varian, what are we doing?" The voice asked the skinny kid, who I can asume is Varian, he jumped slightly at the man, odd.
"Dad, I umm just think that we should treat her with more humanity, I mean she has hands!" He pointed to my hands, dang give him another point I guess?
"Son, Please let the priest do what needs to be done, come back down." his dad asked again.
"NO I WON'T LET YOU HURT HER."
(god that reminded me of Jay... I'm a horrible... person? hey little guy just let them go through with this)
"Qurin, I thought that you we're gonna keep your child under control." The prist told the boy's dad, who made his way up to the platform.
"Wait dad, I can help her, I can study!-" the kid tried again, but was shushed by his dad, who rubbed his neck and sighed, "Varian, this... thing stays in the basement, got it." He dad finally spoke again, his son piped up" You mean my lab!"
"Yes yes whatever." He sighed, grabbing my cage and taking it somewhere, I freaked out moving and throwing my arms out to try and steady myself in the anything but fluid motion, his son was exittedly babbling about some science shit while we moved to the cart, it was werid, being treated like an animal, but hey I don't have to deal with burnt wings and feathers, so that's a plus.
We eventually made it to their house like three hours later, and they both went up to bed, leaving me in a cramped cage, on top of a rickety table in a mess basement- sorry I mean "labortory".
But the scilence let me finally think.
I'm not in Hermitcraft or in the life series, that's pretty fucking obvious.
I've most likely gone back in time, as the people here use horse and carts, and there isn''t a com anywhere, great.
The family that took me in are nice enough, kept me from burning so again that's a plus.
The kid who advocated for me also seems nice, still don't trust him.
( You have trust issues, hmm? pathetic)
And most importantly Jay isn't here, that is really bad, I need to get back to my server, I'm missing things!
But for now I sleep in this cramped cage, in a stranger's house, this in gonna be interesting.