Worlds Apart by ninja jinx (you can read anyone txt) 📕

“Ellie” he said horrified as he leapt to her side and grabbed her arm, pulling her back harshly and away from the person.

Ellie winced as she tugged her arm back and pointed to the person. “She’s still alive Mathew!” she announced as she began to crawl her way back to the beautiful girl. Long midnight black hair sprawled itself around the body and pale ivory skin shined with droplets of water. Red plump lips and long curled lashes, and strange clothes but no doubt she was an astounding beauty thought Ellie.

“Look at her hair and clothes! Must be royalty from the way far, far away but her ship was probably attacked! ” Ellie continued to say enthusiastically. Mathew shook his head, never had he seen of someone with black hair. All sorts of blondes, browns and even red, but he’d never seen black, and for the life of him, he’d never seen someone with her looks, pale skin and clothes!

“She has black hair, foreign looks and clothes” Mathew said as he once again pulled his sister away. “We don’t know who she is, she could be dangerous…”

The little girl was beginning to get fed up with her brother’s cowardice. “So we just leave her?” she asked agitated. “For heaven’s sake Mathew, we can’t do that!”

“Yes we can and we will Ellie. Now let’s go” he ordered as he tugged on her arm firmly but was stopped by the quite groan coming from the lying girls lips.

Both eyes snapped towards the girl on the sand, waves lapping at her feet gently. Her eyes fluttered open and black pupils darted towards them, peering at them before she clutched her heart and groaned louder, this time in pain.

“She’s hurt Mathew!” her sister cried as she snatched her arm back and knelt before the pale girl’s side. Soft and small hands touched the shoulders of the mysterious woman. “Are you ok? Can you tell me your name?”

Pupils of black yet again shuttered open and met with Ellie’s, and the woman, through much pain uttered “Stella”.

“Stella?” Ellie asked and the Stella nodded in confirmation before she clutched at her heart and screamed. Pain was ripping through Stella’s body as she remembered what had happened and sobs raked through her body. She felt as if she was burning up and yet her heart seemed frozen. She could taste sand in her mouth and she could feel a breeze and smell the saltiness, yet nothing mattered, not even the fact on how she ended up on the coast, far from where she was before.

“Are you OK?” Ellie called urgently to the woman withering in pain and Stella shook her head, her tears falling silently across her face and running tracks down her face.

“Mathew, we can’t leave her! She seems to be in such pain!”

Mathew bit his bottom lip, his resolve wavering before collapsing completely when Stella screamed yet again.

“Ok, we’ll take her…but we must not tell anyone!”

His younger sister nodded furiously and both siblings grabbed an arm and lifted Stella to her feet. Eyes opening she shook her head, words of ‘no’ and ‘stop’ falling from her mouth weakly as tears continued to fall down her cheeks. Too weak to fight though, Stella let them half drag and carry her away, her head limply hanging down. All energy suddenly seemed to seep away as she shut her eyes and let the blackness whisk her away.

I woke up yet again to the strong stench of the ocean drifting through the open windows and the gentle lapping of the waves. My heart, which had ached with such an intense pain, seemed to have dulled down substantially over the course of a month. While the pain still remained somewhat, it wasn’t as great, since the pain of losing something far greater weighed down on me. My wolf.

“Stella you’re up?” Ellie said, walking in while carrying a plate of bread and a cup of water. She was such a young girl yet she acted so mature for her age, taking care of me when I had been bed ridden for three days with a high fever and lost appetite. Her conversations were pleasant, and even though it felt like I lost everything, I found myself always smiling when she came to visit me in my little home built close to the sea.

“Good morning” I said as I sat up, watching her busy herself in tidying the place up and changing the wood for the fireplace.

“You remember how you got here yet? Or better yet who you are?” Ellie asked conversationally with her back to me, and thank god, since she just missed me flinch.

“No” I muttered, when in truth I was fully aware of whom I was but I was so afraid to reveal the truth in case she thinks me crazy. Actually I found this whole situation crazy the more I thought of it, from being in my world to being transported to another realm, yet I knew it was reality. A reality I had to grasp and couldn’t escape from. To be frank, I would have liked to think that this was God’s message telling me to forget my useless mate and that I was in paradise, where I would live my life besides the sea and away from pain and sorrow. However I knew that this place was far from paradise. From what Ellie tells me, this world, this country I was in, had plagues and wars and kings and queens.

“There are three major kingdoms, the Drogon’s, a place of sand and precious rock. The Morten’s, a place, from what I hear, of flowing water and landscape and lastly the Kurten’s who live surrounded by mountains.” Ellie told me one day when I was lying in bed. “All of them want what the other has, and battles have broken out many times, many lives being lost. The last major battle that happened was ten years ago when I was in my mother’s womb…my father died then….” When she said this, she spoke sadly and it tugged at my heart. I too had lost a parent and been raised single handily by my mother. Thus, I had never been part of a pack and never had a home, having to move around constantly because of her job, but that had never bothered me until my mother died and I was left completely alone. What luck, I thought sadly, that the first pack I go too for help had to be my mates…

“There are no….humans that transform into animals?” I asked her and Ellie had looked at me oddly. “No” she said, shaking her head, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Are you still sick?”

“Maybe” I had muttered.

“Stella? You with me?” Ellie asked, waving her hands in front of my face and I snapped back to the present.

“Sorry, what?” I enquired as I focused on her gentle eyes.

“I was telling you about the rumours going around town”

“The rumours?”

This grabbed my interest a little bit as I bit into the bread.

“Yeah. Mathew heard some travelling merchants talking when he was cleaning some tables at the bar. Apparently they were talking about the Drogon’s attacking some neutral towns; you know killing and all for resources.”

Frowning I tilted my head to the side, paying rapt attention now to what was coming out of Ellie’s mouth.

“I’m a bit worried in truth and so is Mathew, even though our Pa thinks it’s nothing but rumours” Ellie said as she sat down next to me on the bed and bit into her nails, her eyes wandering around the small hut aimlessly.  “We’re a neutral town and live on the seaside and all, easy for ships to access for trade….”

“I’m sure it’s nothing” I tried to say in a reassuring manner, but even then something was telling me that I was wrong.

“Your wrong Stella” she continued to say as she bit harder on her nail. I could see she was getting riled up, bottled emotions beginning to overflow, fear for what might happen. “Everyone thinks it’s ok since a major battle hasn’t broken out in over 10 years, but there wrong, I can feel it…”

Shivering at her ominous words I patted her back lightly but no words came out of my mouth, I actually had no idea what to say to make her feel better. Ellie looked at me, some of the fear in her eyes dissipating slightly. Opening her mouth she was about to say something but was cut off by her brother who barrelled in. His eyes, so much like his younger sisters, sought her out.

“Mathew!” Ellie gasped in surprise as she stood up suddenly. I too straightened my back in alarm as I saw his dazed and confused look.

“Ellie I’ve been looking all over for you. Ma and Pa need you back”

“Why?”

Mathew shook his head, grabbing his sister’s hand as if the words were lodged in his throat. I knew something had happened and a sickening churning feeling made me feel sick and weak to the bones. Something wasn’t right.

“Men have arrived, some Drogon soldiers. Ma and Pa think it’s nothing but, I don’t know, they look…well anyway we have to get back. Ma needs your help making the food.”

“They’re staying at our inn?” she asked surprised and Mathew nodded sullenly, tugging at her arm and forcing her to follow him. I stood up, the plate being knocked to the side and onto the floor, clattering with noise and both siblings turned to me, there young eyes fearful and scared.

“I’ll come too-“

“No!” Ellie cut in, shaking her head back and forth, her blonde tendrils of hair whipping out of her bun and falling onto her freckled face. “You just stay here” she ordered me while smiling, “We’ll be fine. And if they see you now we won’t know how to explain”. Knowing she put on a brave face pained me and all I wanted to do was follow them but when Ellie looked at me so pleadingly I couldn’t utter another word, it was like the words and actions I wanted to do were sealed off.

“Don’t worry” Mathew said reassuringly, “We’ll see you in the morning when they leave; they just said they were passing through anyway”.

My feet stuck to the floor, I watched them leave and gnawing at my lips I tried calling out to my wolf. Silence met me and for the first time I felt anger and frustration at my wolf and myself well up in me. While it may be true that I still had the abilities more capable than a human, with heightened senses and healing rate, I felt completely worthless. I didn’t know anything, I couldn’t do anything and I kicked the plate to the other side of the hut in my anger as I flopped back down on the bed, my hands resting on my forehead. All I could do was wait, all I could do was sit and watch the front entrance with a feeling of hopelessness. I didn’t know alot about this world and the things I knew were very limited.