Disclaimer: I don't own the things in this story that are from Ella Enchanted (though I wish I did because I would be rich by now haha), however, I do own all the other characters and places that I made up.
This is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoy it! Now on with the story!
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Sunlight flickered through the tree's leaves onto the path as the teenage girl walked through the Royal Forest. She had an unusual look with her violet eyes and waist-length dark hair that caught everybody's eye and wasn't bad to look at, but only the few that got to know her called pretty. Though she was of average height and weight, her eyes and the mysterious things that happened around her made her feel like an outcast even as a young girl. So it was while thinking about the teasing she had just endured at the market and the cruelty she knew she would face when she got back to Lady Lydia's manor to work that she walked down the path carrying the basket of food satisfied that she still had her pride and couldn't be broken easily. She didn't know what made her look behind her, only a feeling deep within herself that she had come to trust over her fifteen years. What she saw when she looked was far worse than she had expected.
Right behind her, only about twenty feet away, was a Lyoxz, one of the most dangerous creatures in all of the land of Aythora. Its beady, red eyes glared at her from underneath heavy eyebrows and shown very bright and menacing against its pale, sickly skin. Sharp, dangerous teeth poked out from its open mouth and she could see a bit of blood on them left over from a previous attack. It walked as a human would, but bent over more and claws were where the fingers would be. The sight was horrifying, but she didn't scream. Instead, she stood still in shock before remembering what her now dead mother had taught her to do in this type of situation.
Gathering all her courage and strength, she forced herself to make her unique, violet eyes meet the Lyoxz's blood-red ones. She then began talking to it in a calm, persuasive way in the Lyoxz's native tongue, Lyoxnese, knowing that if she were to break eye contact, she would be dead in a matter of seconds.
"Zjb WjK'C JzKC Cj RbFC Lv. Zjb JzKC Cj Sj zJzZ zKW MvzBv Lv zMjKv," she said. It translated into "You don't want to hurt me. You want to go away and leave me alone."
The Lyoxz slowly started to walk backwards while still keeping eye contact with her. She felt proud of herself, but knew the danger wasn't over yet until the Lyoxz was out of sight. Just as the Lyoxz was about to turn around the bend, a man on a magnificent black horse followed by a few men raced in between her and the Lyoxz breaking the eye contact.
The Lyoxz shook its head as if coming out of a trance and then immediately charged toward her and the men. The men all pulled out their swords in response and charged at the Lyoxz. Within a matter of minutes, the Lyoxz lay on the ground dead and the men were all cheering in victory. She took that time to study them. They were all in their late twenties and thirties except for the one on the black horse. Now she realized that she had been mistaken when she had called him a man because he was only a year or two older than her. He had laughing hazel eyes and curly dark brown hair. He was tall and had a graceful air about him.
He suddenly turned his attention to her and stared. Her blood began to boil. She hated it when people stared at her. It made her feel like they didn't see her as a real person. He started to walk toward her while puling his horse along. When he got to her, he stood there as if waiting for her to say something. They stared at each other for a couple of minutes. As her violet eyes met his hazel ones, she seethed inside. If it weren't for him, I would have succeeded in getting rid of the Lyoxz by myself! He's probably a noble. I hate nobles. They always carry around their superior attitudes! She looked at his clothing and sure enough, there was the royal crest on his left shoulder. After a minute passed and she didn't say anything, he said in a joking way, "Well fair lady, aren't you going to say thank-you to your rescuer?"
That's when she lost it. She didn't care if he was joking or not. She, Katara, was not going to let this arrogant guy think she was a damsel in distress. She didn't need help. She could take care of herself; she'd had to do it most of her life. Katara looked with scorn in her eyes at the guy before her and did what she felt she had to do to let out her anger and show him she wasn't weak: She hit him, then she ran.
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Well I hope you have enjoyed the first chapter! I know it isn't that long, but I'll try to make the next chapter longer! The story will get better, I promise! This is my first fanfic so please review so I know what I can improve upon. If you have any ideas, suggestions, or constructive criticism please tell me!!!! I'm only asking for one review before I update again! Till next time!
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