Light and Dark Alike~~~Sting Eucliffe X Reader

Chapter 5

As I run through the forest (A/N: run Forrest run), some tree branches hit my face and the amount of blood coming from my eye gets higher. I increase my pace and my footsteps become louder by the second. I hear another pair of feet following behind me, and I turn around to see a huge bull-like creature staring back at me smiling a devilish grin.

"My my, who do we have here?" As if on cue, more of the creatures come out from bushes behind him.

"Well hello there girly. My, you look like a good one." A different voice speaks. I look next to me to see the owner of the voice.

"Why don't you come with us, girly? Join the others?" He says. He? She? do these things have a gender? I don't know. 

"Sorry, but I'm not in the mood for bullshit right now." I reply. The bull's eyes light up with anger.

"Sorry, girl. But you have no choice." She growls, and pulls out a long stick. He swings the wooden bat at me and aims for my head, the blow landing right on my scar. I stagger backwards, and my left eye gets clouded with black spots. My vision from my left eye decreases until all I see is black. I land on the floor with a loud thump, and I could hear no more.

~~Time skip brought to you by the half and only, Marco~~

I wake up in what seems like a dungeon cellar. I sit up and take a look around me. All I see is a bed hanging from a wall a couple feet off the ground, with ripped up white sheets, a bowl of food, and a cup of water. I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my head. And touch it too feel a sticky substance, and look at my hand to see the red color of my blood. "Again?! Are you fucking kidding me?!"

I stand up and walk to the so-called 'bed' in the cellar and rip the sheets off. I use the cloth to wipe the blood from my head, and wince at the pain. I go over to the cup of water and drench the clothed material in the non-clear water, turning the liquid to a red-brown color. I bring the cloth back up to my head to clean up the last bit of blood.

When I finish cleaning my wound, I drop the blood-stained sheet into a corner of the cell. I feel my head and my hands brush against an opening or some sort. "Did it seriously open?! Ugh!! Today's definantly not my day!" I groan. Using whatever magic I could conjure, I bring my hands to my head and chant a healing spell my father taught me when I was younger. I feel my wound closing, and once I feel it completely closed, I finish up the spell.

I walk to the makeshift bed on the wall and lie down to rest. My pounding headache doesn't help me fall asleep, but once I almost close my eyes, I hear a loud crash. I bolt upright, and hit my head on the low ceiling. Luckily, my spell from earlier protected my wound from opening again. I rush to the bars of my cage and see

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heya guys! It's been a while since there was an authors note in one of my stories, huh? Anyways, so my schedule for this story is once a moth, I upload a chapter every other day. So like, it's the first week of the month, and I upload on the first Saturday. So the first Saturday I upload, then on Monday I upload, on Wednesday I upload, and finally, on Friday. But only all those updates once a month. Feel free to comment, tell me how I'm doin with the story and stuffs, and vote! Don't be a silent reader! Love ya all! BAI FELICIAS!!!