She woke up wrapped in Axel's arms. She remembered what happened and decided it was time to go. She could not let herself get close to anyone. There were no members of the council left but someone could still hurt axel or kill him and then she would feel the pain all over again. She could never live with that. She really would kill herself if that happened. She was afraid. Afraid of what she was feeling and afraid that she would feel the pain all over again if she let someone in. She was terrified and she couldn't stay. She snuck out of his arm, wrote a quick letter and left.
She ran as fast as she could. She never once looked back because she knew if she did then she would falter and go back. She ran into a hard chest. She looked into Isan's eyes. She gulped. He looked a little stunned to see her. She hadn't ran for more than three seconds so he could see the clearing behind her and see Axel behind her starting to wake. She bolted. He tried to stop her but she slipped out of his grasp and ran. Isan turned around to find Axel reading the letter. He suddenly looked up.
His eyes almost literally had fire in them. He crumbled the letter and threw it into the fire. He shifted into his fox form, the reddish orange fur seeming to be flaming fire, and sped off into the forest. Isan wondered what had happened to him that would make him like that, his angry form of fox.
She could hear him following her. She tried to run faster, she saw a tree and aimed for it. Suddenly she was tackled to the ground. The fox shifted and above her was Axel, in all his naked glory.
She gulped when she saw his flaming eyes, no longer green, but fiery red. She knew she deserved it, and she also knew that she had no choice. The letter had said "Cant stay, have to go, nice knowing you. Sorry to leave on such short notice, and I'm sorry we will never see each other again. But I'm not your type and I cant be with you. You wouldn't understand. Hope you have a nice life." She wasn't his type. He could have so many other more beautiful girls out there. She really didn't realize how beautiful she was.
She kneed him in the side and he grunted. She rolled out from under him and got up, facing him.
Ah yes the letter. He seemed mad. With more speed than she expected, he pushed her against a tree. His body quickly pining her, his speed surprising her. One hand held her down by her waist, the other by her chest.
His body pressed hers to the tree. She whimpered. "I told you before you're not leaving until I say you can." He whispered into her ear. He was confused, hurt, and angry, so angry. What did she mean she couldn't be with him? Why did he care? What wouldn't he understand and why?
"Your mine." He whispered in her ear. He bit her neck lightly and then harder.
He grabbed her waist and pulled her against him, grinding into her. She whimpered and moaned softly, trying desperately not to get involved. Don't get close to him. Don't let you walls down. Don't give in. Axel could feel her resisting him. He didn't understand why.
Was he being too rough? Did he frighten her when he angrily pushed her against the tree?
"Don't resist me, Kata." He said huskily. She turned her head away, whimpering, and cringing, then sniffling. He stopped grinding into her.
His anger instantly disappeared when he heard the tell tale sniffling, his anger replaced with worry. He placed two fingers under her chin and tilted it towards him, his eyes widening when he saw the silent tears running down her cheeks. "Kata? Whats wrong."
He started to wipe the tears from her face but she yanked herself out of his arms and starting backing up, hugging herself, starting to cry harder.
"I cant do this. Not again. Not after last time. I wont let myself get close to anyone to have that happen again! No, NO!! I can't do this again, not ever again!"
What does she mean, not again? What is she talking about, what happened before, axel thought. Isan had appeared next to Axel.
"Kata whats wrong? What did bone head over there do to you?" though it was meant to be teasing, he too was worried. She backed up into a tree and slid down it falling and sobbing as she clutched her knees to her chest.
She squeezed her eyes shut desperately trying to stop the memories from coming back, shaking her head back and forth, sobbing harder. Isan and Axel ran to her and knelt by her side, worried.
"Kata what's wrong."
"What happened Axel?'
"I don't know. I don't think I did anything to hurt her. She just started crying."
They rubbed her back and tried to calm her into talking, but she just continued to sob. Finally, exhausted and feeling like she just wanted to die, she told them.
"A long time ago, my parents brought me to a cave outside our village. It had a small cot, some food and water, and they gave me a knife. They taught me how to hunt and told me to stay hidden there. They left."
Axel and Isan looked at each other curiously.
"I was spared from the living hell the rest of my kind went through. I was born a long time ago. My parents stole me away from the world. I grew up in a cruel world that they tried desperately to prevent me from living in, to prevent me from having to live the life of a slave. I would have been a slave to the elven council, and when I turned sixteen I would have gone to the cave try and kill the beast and be killed in the process.
The elven council may have told the elves they were with us, but secretly they feared us and they killed us, making sure to go about it in a way where it seemed like they had nothing to do with it. There were few of us alive, and we all lived in the village. We were forced to do the horrible biddings of the council.
Every day, we were assigned a new task and if we didn't comply we were beaten and thrown to the beast that lived in a different cave closer to the village."
Isan looked at Axel, and Axel looked at Isan, both thinking the same thing. What horrible people would do this to a small race.
"When we turned sixteen, we knew our time was up. We would be sent outside to the cave and we would have to try and kill the beast. No one came out alive. Those that did without killing the beast were tied up and thrown in as a coward. It was horrible. Only a few of us were allowed to live long enough to have children.
Even the birth of a child couldn't bring a smile to our faces because we knew that they would only be brought up in a cruel world of torture."
Axel looked at Isan in horror, and Isan shared the similar look on his face. Isan shook his head in disbelief and disgust that she had to go through that life.
"We hated our existence but the elves knew not of what we suffered so they could not help us. We could never leave our village long enough to go to an elf and tell them of the anguish of our kind. We were always escorted when outside of our village, and kept from speaking to the elves by the council's guards.
They, in return, were kept from visiting our village with the simple lie that we craved solitude of our own kind. We were born to service the council and die young. No hopes, no dreams, and not one little child ever played because they were taught at an early age how to fight, how to use knifes and swords, and how to dodge attacks and defend themselves, all from the time they could walk.
For years, we lived in misery. No change, and no hope ever appearing. We did not pray for if there was a god or goddess, they would not have subjected us to this torture. This was the way of my kind for so long. We lived in fear and misery. Waiting 'till we turned sixteen so we could be freed from this living hell through death.
Then, everything changed. For a year those of us sixteen, and seventeen where left alone, and so we grew a year older. The council did no longer use us for its own devices, and we were left alone. My kind began to enjoy life as they no longer were forced to do the council's awful bidding and die. And my kind began to believe that times were turning good and things were changing for the better. For the first time in years, a glimmer of hope that their lives would no longer be so cruel and miserable began to grow.
Then, the massacre happened. They came, in the middle of the night on a moonless night, where everything was bathed in darkness. They brought the monster from the caves. No one was safe. Little children, babies, families, friends all slaughtered.
Our homes and our village were burned to the ground, with families in it. The rest were woken up in their sleep by rough hands and beaten before they were killed mercilessly. Daughters and sons watched their parents killed first, and then they came for us, the children.