My attempt to escape.
It seemed like an hour had passed by and I was still alone in the room. That was until I felt that chilling feeling. I got up and looked around. Where could that feeling be coming from? I exited the room and started exploring the halls. They were very dark but the feeling just kept getting stronger by each passing minute. I stopped walking. I heard something but it was very faint. I tried to create light with my powers. It wasn't a total fail because I managed to create a light but a very dim one. Better than nothing, right. I started walking again.
"Where do we think we're going," I heard a voice. It was the same voice I've been hearing ever since I came here. Bakura. I turned around to see him leaning against the wall and his arms crossed in front of his chest. I held my breath. "It looks like we didn't change." He felt my shirt. I pushed his hand away.
"What do you want," I asked.
"Nothing," he replied simply. I glared at him. What was he up too? Before I could figure that out he grabbed my wrist and started to walk.
"Let me go you monster," I screamed. My light went out and it became dark again. I stopped struggling and actually moved closer to Bakura. Did you forget I was terrified of the dark? I locked my arm around his. Wow was his arms big and muscular but I kept holding on. We stopped in front of a door. He looked at me disgustingly. And pulled my arms away but he still grabbed on to my wrist.
"What do you think you're doing," he asked in a rather angry voice.
"Uhh," I was getting flustered. "Umm, nothing. Nothing at all." He gave me one last glance and then opened the door. In there you saw a gigantic bed and a lot of rich looking stuff. The theme was a deep dark red. Almost blood red but not so much. The room was also bright. Yay for light! He pulled me inside the room and let go of my wrist. I mindlessly started rubbing it.
"Here," he handed me clothing. I unfolded it. It looked like the rest of the slaves' clothing. It was a dress with an off white color. "Go in there and change." He pointed to his bathroom. I quickly went and changed. The dress was a perfect fit. It was a little loose but only tight at the mid section of my body and reached a little above my knee. I came out.
"Umm, thank you for the clothing," I gave a slight bow. He just looked at me.
"Get out," he told me. I started towards the door, my clothes in one hand. Suddenly we heard screaming and yelling. A guard burst in making the door hit my head. Oww. You could at least say sorry.
"Master Bakura, another group of bandits is attacking us," yelled the guard. Bakura eyes grew big and he looked angry.
"Gather up the slaves and hide them and then take the rest of the guards and fight," he ordered.
I guess he forgot that I was still in his room because grabbed his sword and ran out. I was about to call him but I stopped myself. This is my ticket out of this place. I was about to leave but I remembered that there were other bandits here so I started looking through Bakura's room for a weapon. Undies (ewww), shirts, pants….ah ha. I found a small knife. It was the knife he used to cut my cheek. I took it and dashed out.
"Jackpot! We found his slaves. Come on, let's take them," I heard an unfamiliar voice say. It must be the other bandits. Ohh well, I was about keep going when I heard Aloli beg the man to not kill another slave. I froze. I felt a knot in my stomach and questioned myself. Should I help? I hesitated. I have got to save them. Even though they might not be the nicest people in the world, they're still humans and I can't allow this. I ran towards the slaves.
"Let them go or I'll make sure my face is the last thing you'll ever see," I yelled. Wait. What am I going to do? I'm just a short weak good for nothing and this man is like a giant walking wall.
"Hey look, we have a little girl trying to play hero," teased the man.
"Really, then take this," I summoned my magician. I might not be an expert at holding a knife but I do know how to attack with my magician. "Attack." With one move my Magician sent all the bandits to the shadow realm.
"You… you saved us. And you're a magician. All this time you could've killed us but you didn't," Aloli started to cry.
"Yeah, yeah. I want you guys to do me a favor. Stay in here and keep you door tightly closed. I'm going somewhere," and with that I left them. Ahhh. I kneeled down in pain. My magician disappeared. I guess the blow it took yesterday really weakened it. I got up and forced myself to run.
I finally found the door to that would lead me to escape. But someone grabbed me from behind.
"Look I found a slave," yelled one of what I call trespassers.
"Let go of me," I struggled. But he took me outside. The sun showered me with its rays. Outside was a horrible scene. Bakura's guards were fighting the trespassers and there were bodies everywhere. The man kept pulling me. I grabbed my knife and a cut the man in the face. He started screaming. Calm down, gosh it wasn't that bad. I ran but I tripped over someone. It was the young guard that didn't yell at me. He was badly injured. A deep cut on his leg. I felt really bad.
"A… are you okay," I stammered. I didn't wait for his answer. I went to examine his leg. My magic better work. I concentrated really hard. I opened my eyes to find his leg healed. I did it!
"You healed me," he thanked me.
A trespasser came charging at us. I blocked it with a shield. I was getting annoyed. Even though I might hate this place I've lived here for a few days and no one just comes and destroys a place I've lived in and will probably be living in for the rest of my life, like that.
I stood up. I started building up my power in destroying these bandits. I was concentrating very hard when I felt a great amount of power, greater than any I've felt escape my body and then I saw darkness.