I realised my mind is working differently my memories would predict. It feels like I don’t know myself.

Oh! I got new accessories. A nice anti-magic wristlet and a weight on my left foot. It looks like I’m left handed. Good to know.

They make me follow wellfed to a nice looking carriage. This is not even the middle ages… He asks my name, but I don’t answer. I thought he will beat me, but he didn’t.  My wings regenerated already, it’s convenient, but hurts like hell.

Oh don’t think I’m in the carriage. I’m towed after it. It goes faster than I can walk, but after a while I stood on the leg-weight and surf. We’re travelling on a forest road, so it’s not a problem if no one sees me.

After a long travel the sun goes down. The guards make a small camp and cook food. No, I don’t get any of it. It smells bad so I don’t mind.

I wake up in at night. Time to run away. The whole way my and its own weight was rubbing the chain on the ground. I grab the chain on my leg and easily break it.  I try the same on the bracelet, but it won’t budge. Good thing there is no such thing as slave magic, but this probably has something to track me. I lift the weight and try to drop it on the bracelet. It’s useless and my hands are crushed. Oh well..

An hour later I hear some rustles. Rustles are bad, I know.

Ten armed men surrounds us. I try to hide but I can’t find anywhere to. I finally give up and sit down. One, two, two cuts. I hear the sound of cutting flesh and bones breaking. The guards too. The remaining two raises their weapons and shouts to wake up everyone.

Two other guard shows up from the tents. Four guards against ten bandits.  No, I won’t fight. They won’t torture me this way at least.

The fight starts and sparks fly everywhere. Since the guards are in disadvantage they are standing in a half circle in front of the carriage. A horizontal slash comes, the guard deflects it, but another bandit already stabbed him. This is not even a fight, in my opinion. The other three seems better… After exchanging some hits they manage to kill two bandits.

(Stupid Guard number 1) “If you let us pass we will leave our belongings here. How does that sound?” Hey bastard you think after a night raid they let you live? And I know you count me as a belonging!

The toughest looking bandit, probably the leader smirks, and steps in front of him. The guard offers his hand, but the bandit cuts it off. Nice one.

(Burlok) “I’m Burlok and I own this place. Don’t dare to ask for forgiveness after you don’t pay the toll.”

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(Me) “What?” I ask accidentally. They all stare at me. Except the guy without hands.

(One of the bandits) “Cut these fuckers and we’ll have some fine woman tonight!” Oh god… I just can’t follow these dumb assholes. My fate is became a dark one though.

All the bandits cheered up and attacked the remaining guard not minding damaging the loot. Sorry guard. They cut him under seconds and ram the carriage. They bondage the wellfed and quickly start pillaging. They want me that much huh… I’m wet. No, I’m seriously wet. I’m not an M or anything, probably some demon instincts. Strange.

After checking everything the leader comes in front of me. He sends my two voluntary bodyguards away. He grabs butt and lifts me.

(Burlok) “Hey sweetie, I’m gonna play with you a little ok?” He said with a charming tone. I’m not that dumb OK?

(The great me) “Oh, I don’t mind, but if you are seriously stupid enough to fall for this trap, then just die all I care.” This agitates his interest, gotcha.

(Burlok) “What do you mean?” His tone changed to serious.

(The clever(er) me) “Don’t you think this was too easy? You know what, since I’m in a bad negotiating position let me give you a good proposal. I’ll tell you about the trap, in exchange you take me in. I’m not that stupid to believe you won’t rape me, but if they all go through me I’m not sure I’ll stay sane. If you promise me that only you, as the leader will use me and no one else, I’m fine with that. As a red skinned demon I’m quite sure I can reduce your numbers quite a bit if I go insane. How does that sound?” I just came up with that, probably has some holes in it, but I can just kill them anyways...

He starts to think deeply. Maybe he’s clever? Just don’t think too deeply. After a while he nods.

(Burlok) “The guys will be mad, but I’ll promise you none of them will touch you. I like you, and your guts, and it seems you are the same as us, or you wouldn’t want to join. You have the same blood in your veins. Welcome to the brotherhood, sister.”

Ah, he’s an idiot.

He puts me down, and walks to the others. After a while I hear swearing and some fighting noises, but I just stare at the back of that guy. ‘Maybe he is a good guy in strange circumstances?’ My instincts started to burn, I could not understand my body. Just what am I feeling?