Summary: Kavette, if that is her name, wakes up in the middle of a ship wreck and has absolutely NO idea how she got there.
Warnings: Mention of spiders, total despair, dark voices.
@daily-writing-challenge
“Deadspark!! Deadspark!!”
The words echoed in her head. No, not words, name? Was it her name? That couldn’t be her name..could it? What was her name?
“KAVETTE…..” Came a cold, dark voice, from the base of her skull. Was that her name? Kavette. Who was that speaking..How did they know…
“KAVETTE….” Again, the voice crept out from the base of her skull like a spider slowly creeping towards its prey. Who was Kavette? It had to be her name, but…she could not remember. She could not remember…anything.
“-YOU- ARE KAVETTE, YEEEESS.” She cries out in pain, or was that only in her head? It still seared like she had been stabbed with a hot poker directly to the base of her skull. Yes..yes she was Kavette. But who was this in her head..who was…
“WAAAAKE….UUUP…” More scratching at the base of her skull..like a skittering that made her skin scrawl. Wake up? Am I asleep? Why should I….
“NOOW!!!!”
She was jolted awake to find herself barely clinging to a large section of wood that looked like what used to be the hull of a ship. Her eyes went wide and she scrambled to keep herself afloat, eventually pulling herself up onto the floating debris. She was trembling, bad, bad enough it was difficult to keep a hold on the small hand hold she found and she was unsure if it was the cold or the fear she felt that was the cause. Slowly she scanned her surroundings. Water. Everywhere. How did she even get here? The last thing she remembered…She winced as that searing pain came roaring back, again starting in the base of her skull. A few hopeless tears began to stream down her face as she looked around again, the sheer terror of so much uncertainty hitting her all at once. She barely knew who she was and had no idea where she was, when she was, how she got here, or how she was going to even survive.
Then she saw it, land. It was distant but it was there. She started crying all over again, tears of relief. She might actually make it long enough to ask those questions all over again. But..but how was she going to get to the island? She couldn’t swim that distance….did she even know how to swim? There had to be a way..an escape raft..no, whatever ship she had been on was in pieces there was no way it survived. She looked out through red, puffy eyes, scanning her surroundings again. Nothing. There was nothing but debris from the ship, however she even got on board. She could see clothes, luggage and…goblin who were not as lucky as she was. She covered her mouth with her hand, gasping loudly before she collapsed back to the wood beneath her. She would not survive this…there was no way to get to shore, no one to help her..she was going to die right there on the oce…
“NO! NO YOU WILL NOT! IT WILL NOT BE ALLOWED!!” That voice in her head again..the searing pain again! This time she did cry out, hands grabbing at her head, hitting it against the wood several times. Shaking, screaming, the darkness creeping in from all sides until..nothing. There was no more pain, no more stinging from her red and puffy eyes. No more sun beating down on her face or ocean splashing at her. There was nothing.
Suddenly she was moving, but it was not her doing the moving. A strong arm wrapped around her waist and hoists her up off the blasted out hull she had been floating on. She could hear sounds..voices? That creeping feeling crawled up from the base of her skull again, sending shivers all throughout…but her body did not shake. Why was she not…she starts moving, but it wasn’t her. Her hand raised, she could hear deep voices yelling for her to stop, that they were there to help. Her hand opened, as did her eyes, enough to see a light..then everything went black yet again.
When next her eyes opened she was in a small room, on a bunk meant for someone far bigger than she was. She was out of her wet clothes and into..was it a large shirt? Her head pounded, ears were ringing and every inch of her body hurt. She groans and rolls over and the sound of a chair toppling over snapped her eyes open. She scrambled back, putting her back against the wall, looking for the sound. In front of her stood a tall, slender man with light red skin and long hair that was pulled up in a ponytail. Wait..no that is an elf. Why did she know that? Her knees immediately came up in front of her, her arms wrapping around them as she panicked..she did not know what else to do. The man held up his hands, saying something in a language that she did not immediately understand, more so due to the ringing and muffled way she was hearing things now than anything else. She closed her eyes, hands grabbing and pulling down on both ears, and she screamed which startled the man yet again. He waved both hands back and forth then scrambled out of the room, saying something on his way out. Get someone? Healer? She could heal..why did she think that? She shook her head and started to take several deep breaths, hugging her knees tightly as she tried to calm herself but the panic had already grasped her.Suddenly, there came a heavy sound from down the hall. Thud, thud, thud..Footsteps from someone heavy. As she looks up she sees the elf has returned and he brought a much larger person with them. They were very muscular, had green skin, black hair and…blue eyes. An orc. The orc’s eyes were different, they looked kind, despite the external appearance. Somehow she relaxed slightly, but as he approached she stuffed herself back into the corner and started to scream again. Before she got to full throat the orc had placed his hand on her head and she felt a calm come over her unlike anything she had ever felt before. Well, that she remembered before and right now that didn’t go back very far. Her eyes started giving heavy, like she was about to fall asleep, which she suddenly felt like that was the best idea she had had since waking up. Before she drifted off to what she hoped was sleep she thought, “They don’t seem ta want ta hurt me at least.” Followed by that scratching scream from the base of her skull..
