ARE YOU READY TO FINALLY FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS NEXT IN CYRUS' LIFE ADVENTURE!? GREAT! Also, please review to let me know what you think of my story, and pm me if you want to chat, I'm always open for conversation. Sorry that these chapters are so short, but in my book, they seem really long! XD! Anyway. HERE'S CHAPTER 1!
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Where Am I?
Cyrus' P.O.V

As the fogginess of sleep begins to wear off, I feel someone poking and prodding my side. I can smell Dark Guild scent everywhere, and I sit up fast as lightning. (I DON'T WANT SOME CREEPY DARK GUILD PERVES TOUCHING ME WHILE I'M ASLEEP!) I examine my surrounding thoroughly, only to find around 11 young girls from ages 6 to 12 in the fairly sized cell with me. The smallest of them all is sitting in shock beside me
"Sorry if I scared you. Were you poking me?" I ask gently, and she nods with no hesitation. "My name is Cyrus. What's yours?"
"E-Eltana." She whispers shyly.
"Nice to meet you. Do you know where we are, and what the dark guild will do with us?" I ask no one in particular. The oldest, who looks to be 12, answers, not making eye contact.
"Long story short...We were all kidnaped by these people, and are now in their guild jail cells. We go to be auctioned off in three weeks." She replies curtly, barely risking a quick glance my way.
"What!? No, I have to get out of here. NOW!" Panic rises inside me with surprising force. "M-my family! They NEED me!"
"I wouldn't bother trying to escape. I've tried and failed every time. Each time I get caught I get three whip lashes along my back. I'm just going to ditch my master when I get sold." The oldest girl, again, answers, only this time her tone's grave.
"Well, I'm going to try to escape anyway!" I contradict.
"That's not a good idea. The closer you get to escaping, the harder and more lashes you get." Another girl, of age 10, adds. "Believe me. We've all tried. Well, all except little Eltana, there. She doesn't stand a chance. She's only nine, but looks like she's five."
"Well I'll be the one being punished when I try, not any of you, so this is my concern alone." I retort angrily.
For the next week I try to escape each day, but at a different time every attempt so it's not predictable. The last time I tried, I was almost there, but I had knocked over a vase, alerting everyone. My back has many, deep, bloody cuts. Most will heal without anything left to show they were there, but three or four will turn into long, ugly scars.
This whole time, I've been giving Eltana all of my meals. She gets so little, but then again we all get so little. If I don't add what I have to Eltana's amount, then she'll die of starvation, or won't be fit enough to be a servant once she's sold. I can't let that happen! She brings so much happiness and cheer to this horrid place. She's also my only friend right now. She is what keep that little flame in my heart burning with hope of freedom. I eat her leftovers so none is wasted. She stays healthy and strong, but I grow thinner and weaker with each passing day. Sometimes, she will give everything to me, since we both know she doesn't need it as much as I do. I gladly take it. We, soon, make a routine of it. The next two weeks pass, and auction day is today.
I am woke up rudely by the sound of clanking metal on metal.
"Get up!" A gruff voice echoes off the walls. All twelve of us girls stand, line up as fast as we can, and go through a head count by a second patroller. One by one, a wooden board with rope, number, and price is placed around our necks. Slowly, we are led outside for the first time in a while. Twelve, short, wooden poles stand on a wooden stage, one for each of us girls. Our wrists, bound by rope, are tied tightly and closely to the poles that reach my belly button. When one is being auctioned, they are taken to stand at the front of the stage to be examined and bided on. My turn comes quickly. When men come to take me to the front, I bulk, then pull, and tug on my line.
"I will not be sold. Not without Eltana." I refuse to move. The crowd of bidders murmur to each other, some men admiring my refusals and strength for being in such bad shape. The men who came to get me beat, kick, and whip me, but I ignore the whip's sting, and kick and beat back. Finally, after much struggle, they give in to my demand. I stand out front with little Eltana half behind me. When the bidding starts, the price goes up big time really fast.
"It's okay." I whisper to Eltana as the bidding continues, "No matter who we get or what happens, I won't leave you, or let anyone hurt you for as long as I am able. I promise." She nods and bravely holds her head higher. Soon, a wicked looking, and sounding woman wins the bidding war over us.
"I will be here tomorrow to collect them." She declares all high up and mightily as if Eltana and I are house decorations. The next day, the 'Witch' returns and takes us to het "home".
"Now. You will address me as Mistress Ivory, and you both will attend to my every whim with not as much as a single complaint, or there will be consequences." She speaks as though she is a queen. She then leads us to a small cramped room. "You will be staying here. I shall show you around, so you can prepare my dinner in one hour. Got that? One hour!" Mistress Ivory explains. We are shown everything in the food reserves, kitchen, and where all of the cleaning supplies are placed and such.
"I will be in my room. Have my dinner brought to me in half an hour. I want shrimp on a silver plate, with a well done steak. Make sure the steak is cooked just right, has no gristle, and that my shrimp too has sweet and sour dipping sauce. Half an hour!" She floats away to her room one flight of stairs up from the kitchen. Eltana and I get started on the meal as fast as we can. we don't want to know what the consequences could possibly. Her cruel demeanor shows that it would be very bad consequences.

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