'How did I get here? 'A small voice thought as a pair of light blue eyes looked around the forest top, 'The last thing I remember was I was going to die…'
A girl stood in a line, her wrist ties tied together with a rope. She had always known this: Slavery…there had never been a time without it. She had been told by the others that her father had sold her because he believed she was week. And as far as she knew, she was. She was a demon in the Makia, and no power was needed to hold her back, because she didn't have any, so instead of tying her up using spells, her captures just used rope….
Today she was going to be sold, again, and she had a feeling that this time things were going to be worse, up to know she was a worker, moving rocks and gathering precious stones in a mine, and since children were smaller for the spaces of the mine, that was why she worked best there, but, she was getting bigger, and at eleven, she was now much too old to work in a mine….
Just then a woman walked into the room she was being kept in…she was gorgeous; she had black hair and dark eyes and a very attractive body. It was obvious to see that she was an animal demon with her ears and black tail, but what kind the girl couldn't tell. The woman walked up to her, and smiled, pushing back her golden hair with a clawed hand,
"Well, Well, Jaroshi, what do you have here…she almost looks human." The woman mocked as she stood to the old man who was standing behind the girl.
The old man just smiled, "She does, doesn't she…but I promise, she isn't…she was sold to me when she was just a runt, man said her father was a powerful demon who didn't want her because she was so weak." He laughed at that, "Witch she is….but she is definitely not human."
From that day on, life was hell…each and every day brought to the girl more and more sorrow…until many years later, she finally snapped, killing the man that had bought her for the night, and running as fast as she could…but she couldn't run fast enough…for the mistress's guards were after her….one of them shot an arrow into her side, and she fell, rolling down a bank and into the dark parts of a forest…..she just knew that she was going to die….
'Or at least I thought I was….' Thought the voice as she sat up to take in her surroundings…she was most defiantly in a different forest…even the trees were different.
"Good morning child." Came a voice and the girl turned around to see a tall beauty. She had black hair and very dark skin, long pointed ears and golden eyes…she was beautiful.
"My name is Naomi," the woman started, smiling, "what is yours?"
"I…I don't have a name."
