Chapter 1: Where am I?
Makie woke up in a dark- cellar? She looked around, and then down, and saw that there was a cooked slab of meat and a candle, with fresh water nearby. You would probably think, 'Don't eat it!' But are you a forest witch's daughter? No. They rarely get to eat this stuff, so Makie lunged at it. Gobbling it up.
'She stood up, and felt the cold concrete floor under her feet, marble, she presumed. She silently sipped her water, before finding a creaky wooden staircase leading up. She gingerly steeped on it, as dust dripped from it and the wood nearly put a nail in her toe. As she got up, she could see she was in a wooden tool shed.
' ' ....I'm only ten. ' ' She would say quietly, looking around. Wooden shelves were everywhere on the walls, filled with all sorts of stuff, before she came to a shoe rack, and stole something from there.
She also stole and old book, and some clothes. before she heard footsteps outside. ' 'shouldn't she be still knocked out? ' ' A bald man would say, strong and mighty.
' ' She is a forest witch, she should be awake now ' ' another strong and mighty said, this time not bald.
Makie froze, Thinking up what to do. ' Like they said, I'm a forest witch! I can shape shift. ..'
' I need to carry these though. ' She would look down at the shoes and clothes she stole. ' The biggest bird I know. '
She would now have a curved yellow mouth, sharp, as her eyes turned un-moving, and her skin became feathers and flesh. She put all the items in her talons, flying through the windows. As she flew, she realized how long she hasn't been in this form, straining her wings. In the end, she couldn't do it, and had to go back.
But she had better idea of her sorroundings. She was in a village, not a busy one at that, which means that no one was supicious of the men as they walked into the room, unknowing that Makie had already put the stuff back, and was in the cellar, waiting.
' ' Hello, ' ' She could hear, she didn't respond although her lips quivered. ' ' what do you want? ' ' he would ask, which was unexpected. ' He is my captor, and he asks something like this?'
' ' Hm. Nevermind. You are of use to us, ' ' He would say, crouching. He would grab her collar, dragging her upstairs. He let go of her as they approached the door, allowing her to get her things and... RUN!!!
she would dash infront of them, sprinting towards the woods, maximum speed. ' ' Oi! Come back here! ' ' He would dash after her, but she would be faster, running into the woods and out of sight.
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