The lost

Third POV*

Ple-please n-no

The girl dressed in a long brown dress a black sleeves jacket upon it. As her long light brown hair left open. She ran as fast as she can avoid the trees and the branches as the leaves crunch under her now bloody feet. 

Holding her bleeding waist blood tackles down from her thigh. Leaving the wet bloody footprint behind her.

Behind her follows the dogs not too far from her. The saliva dripping down from their mouth as they bark breathing heavily. Ready to bite her tear her skin apart at the same time. 

The girl silently cries tears roll down her cheeks. Bitting down her lips almost making it bleed. 

"I won't I won-won't lose I will escape I will win just I need to get out of the forest mother ple-please I will come back home just wait-wait for me," the girl cries.

The smile spread across her face seeing the view of the lake in front of her. It's there I'm almost there almost, please.

Turning her head to look behind her, the just to see a shadow just an inch away from her. The smirk across its face dark shadow formed in front of its eyes hair covering half of its face. 

Grabbed her by the nape neck slamming her against the wall. Knocking the breath out of her. Making the brown-haired girl cough gasping to breathe.

"Well, you found you" The yellow eyes pricing down into her soul. Making the girl shiver under her stare. 

"Please let me go, please I just want to go back home pl-pleas i ju-ahhh" The screamed as the figure throws her in the ground with a thud on her face. The wound on her waist bleeds. 

"Ah so annoying" the womanly voice spoke rubbing her tempest as she looks down at the girl coughing and gasping for air holding her waist.

"How did you got hurt there?"

"She bumped into a tree and the branch just stabbed her?" the girl looks up at the manly voice stood behind the figure her. 

They were following me they weren't really an escape it was all just a trap?

"I beg you my mother and fath-father are waiting for me. They don't have anyone escape me I beg you. Somebody help me i-I" 

The trees stood tall covering the entire sky barely letting any light in. Four guys fully covered, dressed in all black surrounding the girl who sobbed silently. The lady reveals herself the moonlight falls upon her with black hair tied into a long ponytail, dressed in a white tux and black long grey along with the white feather jacket around its collar. 

"Ah! It's so annoying every time the mess you all make why should I be the one to clean it up." The lady pauses drawing her sword out twisting her head to the side.

"Makes me feel as if I'm your servant not your master" with that held it above her head. The moonlight reflects upon it as still, the red blood drips down upon the dried leaves. 

"pl-please don't kill me please, I beg yo-you" lifting herself up from the ground with the support of her hands. The cut on the corner of her lip the print of the hand on her cheek which has turned bright red.

The tears kept on falling down from her eyes the dog's barks once more who were silent moments ago. Standing on their four their backbone rising up in the air, ears poking above their head as they grin their teeth. 

"You should have thought about that before running away" Watching as the sward shines under the moonlight coming towards her the death flashes in front of her eyes. Making her close her eyes tight right before it could reach her as she screams which echos around the forest.

The breath caught on her growth as she bits her lips shaking like a leaf. She can feel her heart thumping against her chest making her sweat all over. 

Am I alive? The girl thought slowly opening her eyes looking down at her hand's tears falling down her knuckles which were a fist in the ground turning white. 

I'm alive!!! 

Taking a deep breath, a small smile spread across her lips, as she lifts her hand up to her neck holding it no sign of a cut or anything as she founds nothing. 

"I-i you won't kill me th-

Before she would lift her head up the lady slashes off the neck of the girl. The blood splashes over her cheek and her white tux. Watching as the head rolls down on the ground as the blood spatter around.

The eyes of the girl left wide open along with her parted lips as the blood drips down from lips. The eyes roll towards the lady stopping at her.

"Too early to make an assumption," the lady said wiping the blood off back of her hand the sward now dripping down with the blood.

"I hope you find the rest of the girls who are alive, rather than killing them and throwing off of the mountain cliff make sure they don't run away. Maybe I have to teach you the old chapters, as many birds can spread their wings and fly."

The masked figure with the violet eyes turns its gaze away from the lady grinning its teeth behind the mask. 

Another figure walks towards the lady handing her the white cloth as she wipes off the blood from her sward.

"Make sure this time if I find any mistake, the next head rolling down will be one of yours rather than of these girls."

*THE NEXT MORNING*

The sky covered with the clouds is into the orange yellowish colour as the sun peeking through the mountains from the east. The icy breeze flowing the morning dew upon the green grass and the small flowers. In the middle of the village under the Paperback Maple tree, red as fire stood tall upon them.

Sitting on the ground upon the dried yellowish-brown leaves. The old lady into her mid-50s cries aloud as the old man holds her into his arms. The villages surrounding whispering among themselves. 

The villages surrounded around them, their clothes almost ripped or the different piece of cloth stitched in the radome places. dirt upon it, wrist as skinny the one can see their bones sticking out of the thin dried skin. Along with that messy hair with no shoes under their feet as it. 

"Wasnt their daughter back?"

"I think her girl ran away again,"

"She blamed that drunk old fart who sold her in the slave market,"

"Was it all lies that someone kidnapped her,"

"I think it was to hide the truth, they must have lied right,"

"She must have run away with one of her lovers" 

"Ah, she used to disappear what kind of dirty work she used to do"

"She must have been ashamed of what she did,"

Mummer among themselves ignoring the cries of the mother, who is nowhere to be found. Some walked away some stood there watching the old couples crying among themselves. 

No one care here, do they? Rather than the search, for them, the first priority is the food so they could feed themselves and their kids. Work on their little land or find a small work in another town or rob. 

"that girl must have killed herself somewhere,"

 "Aw, don't say that,"

"Let's go no use we have to go to work,"

"Yes, it's their everyday drama,"

"I agree,"

"Plea-please find her what if it was yours!!! one of your daughter!!!" the old women looks up towards the crowd as she screams making the voices stopped around.

The small kid stood in front of them holding the mother's hands the t-shirt almost like a dress to her. Falling off from one side of the shoulder, The mucus dripping down from his nose. Blinking her eyes as soon dragged out of the crowd as the mother pulled her along with her. 

"My daughter please find m-my daughter please bring her back my daughter" The old lady covers her mouth as she silently sobs murmuring the words repeated. She kept on begging and crying joining her hands.