NO FREAKING WAY IM WRITING SOMETHING FOR THE FIRST TIME IN LIKE TWO YEARS WHOAHHHHHHH (ts is probably super cringe but whatever who cares, i enjoy writing đ)
I was only 13 when it all started. Out in that small patch of forest behind my tiny house. I lived with my sister, my mum and dad died in a car crash when i was 7. i really donât remember them much.
the bugs in my backyard are really quite interesting.
thereâs beetles, ladybugs, ants, really all kinds of things! though i never really liked the worms.
i was looking at a line of worker fire ants. i know youâre not really supposed to go near those ones but it was fascinating.
the way they worked as one, all of them carrying crumbs of left over food from all around the place. bringing it back to feed to the queen and ant larvae when they hatched.
i was so intrigued by how that ants worked that i didnât even notice the twig snap in the distance.
the small ants filed into the anthill while i was torn from it.
my focus on the insects was broken when i was lifted off of the ground and away from my sister, screaming and running after me.
of course, my own insincts kicked in and i started pushing away from the creature grasping me tightly by my jumper.
it was a nice red jumper, not too bright, soft enough to please my sensitive skin.
i wore it all the time. my mother made it for me.
itâs really a miracle it still fits.
but honestly i think we have a bigger fish to fry here, the fact that i was being kidnapped hadnât really come to mind until i started fighting back.
this⌠thing taking me away had large bird-like talons, and huge, white wings. yet it had the body of a person.
through my squirming to get free, it loosened its large taloned foot from my jumper and hit me square in the head.
all i remember after that was waking up in a huge clearing, made completely of run-down stone. vines covered the walls which had carvings of a square symbol. with opposing corners cut out and a dot in its place. with cartoony eye shapes circling it.
this pattern marked every single wall.
i knew i wasnât dreaming. you canât feel pain in dreams. and my head was throbbing.
i think i passed out again because i woke up in a new place.
i reached up to touch my head and found myself feeling an ice pack and bandages.
geez.. was i hit that hard. i thought to myself.
i must have because a lady in a white gown that faded to purple and then to black, with long sleeves and black sandals on, with long straight light brown hair rapidly approached me.
she spoke some language i really didnât understand, but she seemed frantic.
âuhm.. iâm sorry i donât understand..â
there was a beat of silence before someone else stepped up to her.
this time, a man, dark-haired with sharp purple eyes.
purple eyes. thatâs odd. iâd never seen something like that until that day.
my own eyes werenât the most normal. i had very dark eyes, you couldnât see my pupils.
but compared to his, my eyes were pretty normal.
he glanced over to the supposed nurse and spoke in the same odd language.
she nodded and slowly backed away.
the man sat on my bed, which i noticed was really similar to a hospital bed. makes sense since i was injured.
âhey kiddo, donât be scared. weâre here to help. sorry the scout hit you so hard, they not really allowed to do that.â
i happened to notice this âscoutâ scoff and roll their eyes.
i blinked and rubbed my eyes.
where were my glasses? i swear i had them when i was watching bugs. otherwise i wouldnât have been able to see them.
the man reached over to a nightstand next to my bed.
i took them and put them on.
now i could see the room much more clearly.
the place had no roof. it seemed like it was abandoned, or really uncared for.
it was made of bricks and red stone that when it got closer to the ground, faded to a duller tone.
there were multiple beds and curtains, with doctors supplies on small rolling tables.
i looked at the people, who i really could see the finer details now.
the man, had wings on his back, his hands had feathers rather than hair on them, i could definitely make out his outfit better. before, it was a black blob of cloth.
now i realized it was robes, with a very dark purple lining and thread to it
he had on a white bodysuit underneath it, that honestly looked as though it was choking it.
he had the same bright white wings as the scout, but they were shaped differently, the scoutâs wings were a medium length, and narrow. probably for speed since they were a scout.
the robe guy had smaller wings, more close to the size of his body. he probably wasnât a scout, but a guard. not sure, just a guess.
i look over to the nurse lady, she also had white wings, hers were the same as the robe guy.
i finally choked out the words. the long-awaited question. the moment youâve all been waiting for.
the man replied to me, of course. i had no clue what the den was and it got me nowhere close to figuring out where i was.
âthatâs not exactly helpful.â
i felt a sudden sting in my left arm and snapped my head over, which was probably the dumbest thing iâve done so far.
the sudden jerk made me dizzy, and i felt sick. my vision started going darker and darker until i was out.
once again, i woke up. this time to an IV in my arm and a heart monitor beeping.
surely i wasnât injured that bad that they had to make sure i was staying alive.
no one was in the room with me anymore. i was completely alone.
this gave me the chance to look around better.
okay⌠same room⌠but they put the curtains up.
i decided (BAD BAD BAD) to sit up to get a better view of my room.
i pushed my body up with my arms, which were much more weak than i really thought they were.
damn how long has it been since i was up?
maybe sitting up was really stupid because i was feeling lightheaded again. but fuck it we ball.
i sat myself up and got a better look at the area. the curtains were really bad.
they were almost transparent. i could see through and read a sigh above a doorway that said
ââ¸âᡠâ¸áˇăŞâ
and my very smart braincell assumed it said âthe den.â
i look over to the other side and saw a long hallway. with multiple other beds. there were a few other kids there, some looking about my age to maybe around 16?
this was clearly a medical wing of wherever i was.
the heart monitor spiked as i got more lightheaded.
unfortunately⌠someone heard the heart monitor from six miles away and came rushing to me.
she was frantically messing with my IVs and saying something to me, but i either didnât pay attention in language class or i was so out of it that i wasnât understanding.
either way she began motioning me to lay back down. and doctors orders i guess.
i layed back down. not feeling any better than i was sitting up.
i noticed a shiny gold nametag under her collar.
âáęęâáđšăŞâ
i looked at her and she looked back.
âwhat the hell is going on.â
there wasnât even a beat of silence before someone answered.
âthat isnât your business, grian.â
oh yes, a new character has entered! who could it be???
âHOW DO YOU KNOW WHO, I, AM.!!!!!â
(sorry thatâs lowkey a reference) /j
i didnât see anyone else in the room, but lady nurse seemed terrified.
âah. i suppose an introduction would be helpful. i am Yves. i run this whole place. and the whole world.â
okay so we have an evil villain here, awesome. dude itâs the weekend i was supposed to have two days off from bullshit.
âmy oh my..! ruler of the world. iâm terrified.â
okay maybe that was a bit cocky. judging by this place, this guy is probably a big deal around here.
âhm. i see. a stubborn one. how well is he?â
the evil rider of the world seemed to be asking lady nurse the question.
âheâs doing better? iâm not asking how heâs improving! iâm asking if he can get up!!â
the nurse stumbled backwards at the sound of ruler of the worldâs shouting.
lady nurse frantically replied, fidgeting with her fingers and trembling.
and i was taken from my bed. IVs ripped from my skin. the most pleasant feeling ive ever felt!
i hit the floor with a hard thud. as lady nurse panicked, i pulled myself up using the bed. lady nurse called for backup, another nurse fella came over and had me use them as a brace to walk.
it was a really long walk. through courtyards of shrine-like statues and gardens. everything was either white, purple, black or grey. (asexual jumpscare)
the continuous courtyard/gardens stopped and opened up to a huge grand hall. pillars lining either wall, with a statue of different avian-like people.
at the end of the hall, lay five thrones. with only one occupied.
i assumed that was ruler of the world.
i was taken through the longest hallway in the world and sat down in my mini throne (a wooden chair.)
âso this is the newest boy?â
wow so they all speak english except nurse lady.
âwell well well⌠you look just like your father. xelqua.â
âwhat are you on about.â
âwho is this xelqua character? iâm grian. you literally said that when i was stuck in a bed, i donât know who youâre talking about.â
the ruler of the world sighed, and facepalmed.
and sense of pride rushed over me. maybe if i was really annoying, then i could get out.
âno- i- your real name is xelqua.â
the evil guy started getting visibility annoyed.
and it only made the smug look on my face grow.
âno. listen to me GRI-AN.â
âyour father was just like me⌠he was head watcher. and you, you are called xelqua, the kingâs son.â
âthis is not a gacha life mini movie.â
honestly i couldnât help but laugh at that one.
âsorry but youâve got the wrong guy. iâm grian and my dad worked in real estate.â
the head watcher slammed their fists on their throne. causing the whole building to shake. pebbles and bits of building fell down the open roof.
the head watcher was now enraged. (it really wasnât that deep though.) their bright purple eyes glowing. but, i hadnât noticed this at first but, they didnât have human eyes. their eyes were square-shaped, with no sclera. it was kind of cartoonish.
the head watcher then began to calm down. in calming down, they shrunk to a human size.
âxelqua. i do not mean to frighten you. i just want you to know the truth.â
âman, my parents were normal people, my dad was a real estate agent and my mum was a tax accountant. they died in a car crash 6 years agââ
i was cut off by the head watcher.
âcar crash..? your parents.. Zsestro and Kaleghlah didnât die in a car crash! thatâs an absurd lie!â
okay what. my dads name was felix and my mums name was vanessa.
i pinched myself just in case i was dreaming. just to make sure
âwho the heck is z-ee-châe-hhâŚ.-shit-tro⌠and kâaleegâghâ luhâŚ..â
âtheyâre your parents of course.â
okay what. zashitro and kalegluh okay. now weâre making up words.
maybe iâm schizophrenic.
âiâm not doing this right now.â
i stand up from my chair and by a miracle i donât fall over.
i manage to stumble my way back to âthe denâ and get into my hospital bed.
somehow the beeping of other heat monitors is relaxing, mixed with the slow breathing of sleeping people. i close my eyes.
âwhat in the âhated child becomes hybrid princessâ shit is this.â
