Weezleville

Death!

Melissa felt like she died and woke up from her grave. Her body protested as she tried to move.

Her mind was in turmoil but the greatest emotion she felt was fear, it was carved into her bones making her shiver.

  Was this how it felt to be weak? To feel hopeless?

Melissa blinked as her eyes tried to adjust to the new environment. She tried looking around but it hurt so she settled for closing her eyes. She felt it, a shockwave coursed through her body as she tried to get up. Her eyes remained closed as she embraced death tighter waiting for the pain to go away but it never did.

 Was she dead? Was death claiming her?

Is this how people die?

Melissa heard a low growl so close to her ears that her body vibrated, a hand wrapped around her waist, yanking her to her feet.

Her whole system screamed in pain as she staggered, prying her dry eyes open. She felt dizzy at first, then slowly she could make out her environment.

Distant chattering was heard, footsteps pounded as they grew closer to her.

Different cries sounded in her ears, finally, her vision was cleared.

 The first thing she saw was darkness, only the light from the fire lit on the wall illuminated the room.

  

  The hand kept dragging her until she was slammed into a metal wall.

What is this?

Her brain slowly recovering, was she drugged?

Her hands touched the side of the wall, that was when she realised she was in a cage. 

Beside her was another cage filled with little children, women and men of different age.

The cage was barely big enough for her to stand and wide enough to spread her hands, she endured the pain coursing through her system.

Sighing, Melissa shifted uncomfortable behind the bars until she rested her head against the wall, attempting to ignore the scream and wails around her.

The guards marched in with new prisoners, handling them roughly, setting them in a straight line.

Her cage was suddenly opened, a guard grabbed her arm pulling her roughly which made her fall on the dirt. The guard grabbed her by the hair, moving her away from the line to another cage.

" This one is beautiful, keep her for she will be sold", he yelled at the other guard who nodded his head and continue selecting the ones who will yield more money.

Melissa groaned, her red hair stuck to her face with sweat, she probably looks like shit.

As the guard led them out of the cave they were kept, Melissa shut her eyes tightly when she was slammed into a body of darkness. In the dark of night it was impossible to see where the surroundings begun and ended. She stumbled, stopped by an arm that reached from the shadows and gripped her.

 Melissa tried to make sense of her surroundings, taking in what she could. 

The guards faces were covered with hood, then the material shifted, a hood lowered, and a face glowered at her. 

Melissa gasped, orange eyed glared at her, a knife pointed at her waist.

The arm tightened around her in a tight grip, she tried to pull away but the grip only intensified. The inhuman power could crush her waist.

" In a rush princess?", the voice seethed.

Melissa shuddered, wave of discomfort coursing beneath her skin.

Her brain screamed at her to move but her body stayed rooted in place.

" Who the fuck are you?", she voiced, which made the hooded man laugh. 

His laughter was a noise to her ears. Melissa tried once more to get out of his grip to which was successful this time. 

She looked around, they were more guards outside now, she couldn't take down all of them.

 She eyed the figure in front of her, calculating how to take him down. 

They said vampires do not walk in the sun, why was she attacked in the daylight? 

Was it just a myth?

The hooded figure let down his hood, he ran his long slender fingers over his bald head. 

There were strange markings that ran from his head to his neck, disappearing below. His eyes, the orange intensified in the dark without the hood shielding it.

Grinning widely, she stared at his teeth, it was just some pearly white teeth, no fangs.

Is he human? 

" What are you?", she asked. Widening her stance. If he is human, they all will be as well and she should be able to take him down. 

But the strange markings on his body doesn't look human.

He left her question unanswered. Moving too close in her personal space. He sniffed her hair, curling it around his fingers. The action made his sleeve lower and she saw the markings peeping from it.

" Not all of us are vampires, human". 

" Where am I ? Where are you taking all these humans to?"

He laughed, " so many questions, which one should I answer first?" He tapped his chin gently, pondering for a moment. 

Suddenly snapping his fingers, he beamed brightly like her questions had the effects on him.

" You shall know when we get there".

Hands gripped her, pulling her away from the man. She was joined with the other humans, about thirty of them were captured. The young ones crying were guided to a separate cage, separated from their mothers. 

The men were separated from the women and also the young ones. 

Melissa thoughts were all over the place, she couldn't comprehend. 

The vampire that attacked her also had orange eyes but the eyes she saw that night was red. Melissa thought as she was been pulled by the chain on her wrist.

Will Robert realise she has been taken? Will he report it or be declared dead?

The sun was beginning to rise, Melissa walked quietly, trying to decipher her own thoughts, unsure of what to do or what to believe anymore.

If someone told her last week that this will happen to her, she would have bashed their heads.

Now she was going to be sold, she heard one of the kidnapers saying it.

Kidnappers! Melissa laughed under her breath at the words. She was being kidnapped by unknown men in an unknown world full of mystic creatures.

She was definitely going crazy at the thought of feeling so powerless like the other humans she was meant to save.

What can she do? How can she escape this unknown place?

She looked around, the sun ray lightening their path so she can see much better.

She stumbled as the chains tugged her forward, dragged through the thick forest. Dry grasses crunched under her bruised feet with every reluctant step. The path twisted endlessly between the trees, offering no hint of where they were going. With the night closing in around them, she lifted her head and wondered how far did they still have to go before they reached whatever destination awaited her.