Their parents didn’t want them but weren’t cruel enough to kick them out or kill them. They were sun elves, born into a family of moon elves. Their father had called them a disgrace to the Genlana family name. With their dirty blond hair and blue eyes, they stuck out like sore thumbs at family gatherings. They both desperately wanted to leave, to run away. But they were far too weak to even make it out of their little village. Someone would be bound to collect them and take them back to their house. The forest behind their house was forbidden; people, travelers, went missing in it every month. Amra and Erlathan were only 10 when their father had chased them out of the house.
Amra was huddled in the corner of their small home with her twin brother, Erlathan, next to her. They hadn’t eaten in days. Their father drank far too many alcoholic beverages and started yelling at them,“ You little shits slandered this family name!” he screamed, throwing one of the glass bottles at them. The bottle shattered against the wall a foot from were Amra was sitting.
Erlathan wrapped his arms tightly around Amra, who was sobbing uncontrollably. Erlathan stood up, hauling Amra up with him. He stared at their father for a brief moment before racing out the door in fear. They could hear their father screaming for them to come back. Erlathan took off into the woods, ignoring the bad feeling he was getting. He didn’t really know where he was going but he wanted to get him and his sister away from their father as soon as he could. Their father’s slurred screaming had gotten farther and farther away as the siblings ran deeper into the forest. They slowed down and ended up collapsing. They had exhausted all their energy running from their home that when a hooded figure appeared above them, they couldn’t move or call out for help.
Amra stared up at the person is absolute terror. She couldn’t move. When the person pressed a needle into Erlathan’s neck to inject him, Amra started crying softly, “No… please…” she whispered and tried to reach her hand out toward her brother. She felt a needle go into her neck as well. Pain made the young girl’s vision go fuzzy until she completely passed out.
Amra woke up with a start, causing her to fall of the thin metal cot she was laying on. She shakily stood up and looked around the small room. Erlathan wasn’t there. Amra slowly started panicking; she began pacing the length of the 6 foot long room. When she turned around to close to the window wall, pain blurred her vision. It was then that she realized a pair of dusty white, speckled, wings were on her back. She stared at them for a few moments before a woman’s voice came over the intercom.
“It’s food time. Leave your rooms, restrain your wings, and follow your nurse to the cafeteria.”
Amra rung her hands together as the door swung open into a bright hallway. Amra slowly walked out to be met by a young woman in a dirty nurses uniform. She offered a little smile before holding up a helmet looking leather dome. Amra slowly turned around and let the woman gently fold up her wings and put the restraint around them. Although the woman’s hands were gentle, the act of folding her wings made Amra whimper in pain.
“Follow me, little one,” her voice was gently, but still didn’t ease Amra’s panicked feeling.
“Ma’am… Where’s… where’s my brother…” Amra whimpered.
“You’ll see him in due time, little one.”
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