Terrified, I freeze and let out what sounds like a cross between a scream and a whimper.
"You scream ever so much," says the creature towering over me with a wince.
Swallowing, I mutter, intimidated, "I'm s-sorry but what th-the hell are y-you?"
Just then, he appears flustered, bows and apologises for being impolite.
"My deepest apologies for being so rude. I am Blodgharm, or blood-wolf in this language. I have many other names but for now, I will leave my introduction as short as possible. I see that you haven't met people like me before so I will try to explain after you introduce yourself."
If everyone else was this polite, humanity would be a hundred times better. Or worse if people appear polite but on the inside loathe you; then, there'd be no way for them to stab you in the front, it would always be secretive, in the back. But what a strange name! This person probably spent all the money he owned to build this 'blood-wolf' character; there was no way that he'd been named that when he was born.
"Oh..h-hi, I'm Grace Schmidt and I have no idea how I got here," I say. It sounds childish but at least now we know each other's names. I register no emotion on Blodgharm's face – maybe it's the strange features or the fact that we have just me but either way, I can tell that he's an expert at masking his feelings. I should practice that but it seems hard and I don't think I have time for that in my situation. Because, I still feel rather confused and shocked so it takes all my audacity to venture out to question Blodgharm about his unique appearance. Talking slowly, Blodgharm treats me like I'm stupid, angering me and I know that he is teasing on purpose; the ends of his mouth curl up to form an amused smirk, revealing his fangs of ice.
"My race, the elves, are old and have had years to think about ourselves and who we want to be," he says. I want to interrupt but I stop, considering his reaction."So some of us decide that the way we were born isn't appropriate and using magic, (of course you already know about it) we weave a spell to change our body structure, inside and out."
Finally, I burst. I can't take it anymore! "Why are you treating me like this? I am not a child! Whoever you are, you should stop this nonesense this minute! I am not to be fooled by pranks like this!" Furious, I ignore the fact that this person is probably going to post this everywhere and say exactly what I think of him. "You are a moron, to attempt to deceive people. I was frightened of you, but not now-"
"You think you will go unharmed insulting me like this? Only because I chose who I want to be, and I am not the same as you? I do not understand why you can't believe me, I am sure you have heard of the elves, heard of dwarves, dragons, urgals..if you haven't, I should think you are the most ignorant human in existence, but you do not seem so."
Passionate and enraged, Blodgharm steps closer to me, and as soon as this happens, I scream out in pain. There was something, no someone, invading my mind, tearing apart my home. At that moment, I learn how much I truly mean to myself - my mind, how it pacifies me, unlike the rest of the world. And I fight. Fight for myself, what I'd been trying to do all my life, I finally achieve in a moment of crisis. Without really knowing how, I focus my strength for one purpose: to strike out, then build a wall to defend myself. Either with fury or weariness, I cannot tell, but my hands tremble violently.
Suddenly, I can identify a plain feeling on Blodgharm's face, that of surprise and admiration, and the attacks stop. With an unfamiliar gesture of his hand, Blodgharm once again bows, this time much deeper than before and my anger is drained. This 'elf' wasn't to blame, it is me. I should apologise, however, I will not give him the satisfaction of doing so, instead I intend to do so in a roundabout fashion, sometime in the future, because, frankly, I do not think that Blodgharm will leave me anytime soon.
" Mrs Scmidt-" I cut in, stating that I would like him to call me with my first name. He nods obediently. " Grace, from what I have seen of your thoughts, it is clear that you aren't from these parts. If you could allow me to see more of your thoughts, I could help you. You have power, but without guidance, it can lead you to harm. Come with me, and I will lead you to a safe place to stay; this forest is highly dangerous."
A/N: I'm sorry I haven't put this up yet because my story isn't that good and I know you will probably be getting impatient waiting for me but I haven't slept for ages and yesterday I just had to so...I'm sorry about that..and by the way I don't even know if this is where you're meant to be writing this stuff. I'm totally new so I would be really grateful if anyone could beta read for me.