Chapter Three

The next thing she was aware of was breathing. She slowly opened her eyes. She was on the sand, her legs still in the water. "At least I'm still together," she thought. When she tried to move, she was faced with an unbearable pain. It was then when she realized that despite their inferiority, the humans had managed to hurt her. She had been shot in the center of her back. She tried to pull herself up out of the sand, but she just couldn't. Also, she could not use her vectors in times of extreme pain.

She heard another being approaching. "Damn it, I've been caught. They got me. I'm sorry, Father," she thought.

"Hey, are you okay?" a kind voice asked. She knew that he person addressing her was a male because of the deep voice. She wanted to answer, but she couldn't. He put his hand on her shoulder and she flinched.

"Are you okay?" he asked again.

After a moment, she replied "No."

He sighed and picked her up. He then noticed that she was bleeding. "My God. What happened to you?" He asked. Elyid didn't answer.

He carried her and put her in the passenger side of the car. He got in the driver's side. Elyid had never been in a car and she found it somewhat unfortunate that she couldn't fully enjoy the experience.

She didn't know it, but she began to talk to the one who found her. "Why? Why are you helping me? Why?"

"Why wouldn't I help you?" the driver answered back.

The words that her father once said echoed in her mind, "The world is corrupted. There's no way they would ever accept you."

Then she saw him. Her father. She saw him coming towards her. She barely heard her own voice "Dad?"

"Is she awake?" a voice asked.

"No, not yet" replied the person from before.

"What are we going to do with her? She looks our age."

The man who saved Elyid said, "We'll get her home, obviously."

At this, Elyid lightly started to cry. Luckily for her, the two boys didn't notice. Elyid thought crying was a sign of weakness. Only weak people cried and she was strong. She had to be.

She opened her eyes and sat up, causing the two of them to look over at her. It was then when she finally got a good look at them. One had black hair and green eyes. He was tall and had a strong build. The other was a few years younger, about eleven or twelve. He had brown hair and deep blue eyes.

The elder was the one who had found her. Elyid recognized his voice. "My name is Corbit. This is my younger brother, Tybalt. Will you tell us your name?"

"Elyid," she replied. Then, almost instantly, she regretted it. What if they weren't the good guys? What if they tried to hurt her? What if she was already caught and she just didn't know it? Would they know what she was with nothing but her name? In truth, she didn't know what the humans were capable of, so it was perfectly reasonable for her to fear them.

"Elyid, do you know where you are?" Corbit asked. Elyid shook her head 'no'. "Do you know what year it is?"

She knew that her father had kept a calendar on the wall, but it was so regular to her that she didn't even notice it. Her father, was he really dead? "How long has it been?" she wondered. She hoped that it was all a dream. She hoped that she'd wake up to her father doing the daily routine. She hoped that Corbit and Tybalt were just simple figments of her imagination. She hoped that she was making them up. They couldn't be real, for real humans wouldn't accept her . . . right?

AN: Hey. Thank you SO much for reading! xxTheAwesome01xx (me) wore this chapter. Review?