When our small troop walked into the cavern that held Menzoberranzan, I almost stopped breathing. I couldn't return to my house… I couldn't return to any drow house here. I would be killed… I looked around, and saw Drizzt staring straight ahead, and I turned and my feet stopped, along with my heart for a moment. The Do'Urden matron was standing on the small rock outcropping that had been my home, and was staring at us. His sister and the others forced us over to her, and I bit my lip, going from panicking to furious and hateful. Matron Malice and I had never gotten along… she had always wanted to see me dead, and I her.
Drizzt swallowed and looked at her, worried. I closed my eyes, dreading this. They forced us down to our knees in front of her and yanked the gag out of my mouth. I winced, and then growled. She looked at me and growled, then smirked. "Finally let your guard down I see…" She said, putting her fingers under my chin. I growled.
"And all it did is cause me to remember why I never do…" I growled, hatefully. She growled and slapped me. I closed my eyes and hissed under my breath, but bit my lips. She turned to Drizzt.
"And I see that you have finally been proven that Lloth's favor and knowledge of magic is more beneficial to have than just pure strength and knowledge of the blades you carry." She growled out. He growled.
"Nothing has been proven except for the fact of why I left this accursed city and people." She growled.
"Well, no matter… Neither of you will have to worry about anything for long… You both will be sacrificed… Of course, she will be returned to her family so they may do the honors." I blinked and gulped. I couldn't return there… I wouldn't even be allowed in there alive any longer than it took to get to the sacrificial table… Drizzt looked at me and saw the fear and panic in my eyes. I looked at him, then looked down at the rock. Malice smirked and gestured to the pile of rocks and my siblings came out and grabbed me, yanking me to my feet. I was the oldest child, the first born, but also the greatest disappointment of my house.
My eldest sister, only a few years younger than I, growled "Greetings, beloved sister…" I growled and glared at her, silent. She smirked. Our oldest brother, who was technically my 'twin', smirked and dragged me off as the Do'Urden's drug off Drizzt. I turned and looked at him and our gazes locked. His seemed to promise to get out and get me away, and mine was of fear and sadness.
A/N: Sorry about the short chapter everyone… I had a bit of author's block here for all of my stories except for my Enemy of the Empire story… Its odd… Oh well. I'll try to make up for the length and quality of this chapter in the next few.