The Forgotten Village

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Chapter 4

I remembered the soldiers that were standing behind me. I quickly turned around to face the weary soldiers. They had moved or disappeared or something because when I turned around, there was only one soldier left.

“What happened to the others?” I didn’t mean to say it out loud it just kind of came out. I swear I saw him smirk. Uh-oh, I’m in trouble I think. I didn’t have a chance to look around to see if I can find them, they were already on me. Strong hands got my arms and pulled me forward.

I looked to either side of me and saw two of the missing soldiers. I tried to look behind me and caught glimpses of the other two. But one was still missing. I heard the trees rustle, and I looked up in time to see the last missing soldier jump out of the tree just ahead of me. You had his bow in one hand and an arrow in the other. He put the arrow back into his quiver, and slung is bow back onto his shoulder. He was planning on shooting me.

I felt my heart rate increase as the knowledge sunk in. I swallowed my fear as best as I could because I knew it wouldn’t do me any good. I half walked, half was dragged down the road to the downtown area. I looked up the sky. It was still red go blue specks started to poke through here and there, shining bright sunlight through the holes in beams. Kind of like the spotlights in the theater. We stopped once we reached the center of downtown.

The soldier that had the bow tie up a couple of steps forward took out his sword that he had at his side and raised it high into the air. He then shouted something, in a language I’ve never heard before, up at the sky. Then he slammed down his sword so hard that it split the concrete of the road and hit the earth below it.

First and nothing happened, so I thought that these guys were just a bunch of flukes. I was about to say something, that would have probably been mean, but then the light started to glow around my feet. It circled everyone and became unbearably bright. I closed my eyes and felt like I had gone down a huge hill on a roller-coaster. It felt like I was being pulled in two different directions at the same time. And then it was all over in the blink of an eye.

My legs felt like jelly, and my head felt like mush. I stumbled along as they dragged me to wherever they were taking me. I couldn’t get my eyes to focus on anything, and my head just couldn’t process what my eyes managed to see. But I could see a lot of light everywhere. After a couple of minutes, my legs stopped being wobbly and my mind hardened back into a functioning brain. Instead of the mush that it used to be. I straightened up and walked on my own

When my eyes could focus again, I looked around at my surroundings. My mouth dropped open as I saw the beautiful countryside. I stumbled forward as they yanked me along. These guys were starting to tick me off. The man who was holding on to my tattooed arm especially. The more I thought about it, the colder the man’s hand became. Or my arm was just getting hotter from my frustration.

The guy yelped and let go of my tattooed arm. He clutched his right wrist in pain as smoke rose off of his now charred hand. The smell of burned flesh hung in the air for a moment. It slowly dissipated, but it didn’t disappear. The guy glared down at me with hate filled eyes. He reached for his weapon, preparing to attack.

I didn’t mean to hurt him. I just didn’t like being yanked around all of the time. I wasn’t an animal that needed to be directed in such a way. How the heck had I done that anyway? They kidnapped me. The least they could do was give me a minute so that I could recover from whatever they had done to get me here. Wherever here is. They sure didn’t look human, and nothing around me seemed like anything on Earth. Still, it did look familiar.

The guy clenched his hand around his sword preparing to pull it out of the sheath. He had accidently clenched his burnt hand around the hilt. I could see that he was trying desperately to hold back his reaction. I swallowed an inappropriate laugh and tried to look sympathetic.

“Will you allow me to fix the mess that I made?” I asked trying to remain serious. Just barely succeeded. The soldier looked at me angrily. He spat something at me in a language that I didn’t understand. From the tone that he was using, I can assume that it wasn’t something nice. I glared back up at the soldier.

“Fine, be that way, but no one else will be able to fix that,” I snapped pointing at his charred hand. I had no idea if that was true, but it made the threat sound better. The other soldier who used to have a hold on my right tried to grab my arm again. The soldier with the bow that had teleported us turned around. He said something to the soldier that tried to catch me. The soldier backed off.

I guessed that he was the head honcho of the group of soldiers. I had no idea what his rank or standing could’ve been. However, he radiated more power and authority than any of the other soldiers did. He turned his attention to me, and I could tell he was trying to be serious. His eyes gave away the hint humor and curiosity

He nodded in the direction of the soldier whose hand I had severely burned. I nodded to the leader and took a step towards the wounded soldier. The soldier took a quick step back and said something else. Suddenly the leader was at my side, and he did not look pleased. His voice was cold as he said something to the soldier. The soldier seemed to shrink back to get away from the leader’s wrath.

The leader looked to me again and gestured for me to go ahead with what I was going to do. I reached my hand out to the wounding soldier. The soldier cautiously held out his hand. He looked at me like I was completely beneath him. This guy was so full of himself.

I grabbed his burnt hand carefully with both of my hands, closed my eyes and concentrated. I heard surprised noises from all of the soldiers. I think that the wounded soldier was too stunned to move because I thought he would have pulled away by now. I released his hand and opened my eyes. I took a step back to give him some space. I felt a little woozy, but I knew it would pass in a second. It usually did.

The soldier looked down at his hand, shocked. He said something in a shaky voice and then looked up at me. His expression looked almost like a confused child. Then he looked to the leader and said something else. The leader smirked and said something back to him.

God damn it! I hated not being able to understand what they were saying. The air around my arm got called for a second. After a couple more seconds I couldn’t feel anything. I sucked in a deep breath and calmed myself down. All the soldiers seemed oblivious to my almost inferno. They were all just chatting to each other now. It gave me a chance to finally get a good look at my surroundings.

The place was breathtakingly beautiful. There was such a large variety of exotic plant life. The plants didn’t look like the ones on Earth, but they were still beautiful. Perhaps even more so. As I was marveling scenery, I spotted something that seemed out of place. Not too far off in the distance rose a stream of black smoke.

“What could that be?” oh shit, I spoke my thoughts again. It seems that I need to put up a new filter in my mind. But the chatting stopped, and the leader walked over to my side.

“What could what be?” leader asked me curiously.

“That over there,” I replied pointing towards the smoke, then realization slammed into me. “Wait, did you just speak English?!”

I was stunned as he nodded. Then I got very frustrated. Why couldn’t he just talk to me instead of capturing me like this? I was about to give him a piece of my mind when I noticed his dark expression. His expression was so cold that I was afraid that if he kept staring in the direction of the smoke that everything in that direction was going to freeze solid. At the same time, he looked infuriated and surprisingly a bit scared.

The leader turned his head to the side and barked something to the soldiers. I watched as they tightened up and stood in a tight formation. They all look alert and wary. Something wasn’t right. I listened as best as I could, but I couldn’t hear anything. Wait a second. There were no noises of any kind. No animals, birds or anything.

“I’m sorry, but we have to go,” the leader said to me as he reached for me. I held back a squeak as he picked me up. He picked me up like a weighed nothing. That’s when he started to jog. The group of soldiers followed close behind us. No one said anything for the rest of the journey. I still had no idea where I was or where we were going. But we slowed down just outside a giant portcullis with walls attached for as far as the eye could see.

I didn’t get a chance to admire the architecture before the portcullis was hoisted up. We entered under the portcullis. The things that were on the other side of the portcullis ruined any chance I had of regaining a happy mood. Tents were set up in the courtyard as a form of alternative housing. There were wounded people everywhere. The smell was almost as bad as what I was seeing. I couldn’t tell what the offensive smell was; I don’t think that I wanted to know.

Everyone looked grubby, and they were all staring at me. It freaked me out. I’ve never had this much attention on me before. It bothered me. I didn’t know what to do. I just continued to look around at the place that they had taken me to. The courtyard would have probably been enormous and beautiful if there weren’t all these of people crowded into it.

As I look at the people, I noticed that they also had pointy ears and hair in all different colors. But the eyes were the most unusual thing that I saw. I never saw so many different colors and so many different shades of eyes before. I didn’t know what to think of it all. The leader kept a relatively loose grip on me as he carried me through the crowds of tents and people.

“I can walk you know,” I told him tensely. I did not like being the center of attention. Also, my legs had started to go numb.

“It’s not safe just yet,” he told me. He didn’t even bother to look at me. “Soon.”

I crossed my arms, frustrated. But what could I do? These guys were a heck of a lot stronger than I was. Even if I did manage to escape, I didn’t know where I was or how to get back home to Earth. Also with all of these people milling about in the courtyard I didn’t think that I would make it all that far. I didn’t want to take the risk. I stayed put for the time being and continued to look around.

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