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There was too many, he couldn’t take them all down on his own. He had managed to kick a few down before they got their dirty hands on him, but there were too many and as he brought his foot up again to kick another bandit away but he grabbed his ankle and pushed him against a tree behind him. He looked up at the bandit, he wore a brown mask covering the bottom half of his face, which made the words come out muffled.
“Got the Fairy!” He moved in close to the small blonde and before the fairy could even think of hitting back the bandit grabbed his shoulders and roughly turned him so his front hit the tree. He let out a pained groan as he felt his hands being pulled behind him and tied. They had pinched his wigs so he couldn’t fly away. His shoulders were grabbed again and he was pulled away from the tree. He couldn’t see them but he was sure he had scratches on his face from the tree. His arms were painfully tied together, he had small wrists but the ropes were still too tight.
He was pushed to the ground so that he was kneeling. All the bandits were still behind him and he felt another’s hands roughly hold onto to his squirming, he was trying his hardest to get the hands off him so he could run away, but he was quickly tiring. The hands on his hips moved down to his legs and tied his ankles together. To make it worse they had attached the ropes around his wrists to the ones at his ankles making his back arched so he was forced to look up at his assailant’s covered faces. They all wore the same tattered brown masks across their faces and a shear material over their eyes, so the fairy had no way of identifying these men.
He was roughly picked up the one who had held his shoulders but he still tried resisting, even though he knew it wouldn’t work. These men were too skilled in knots for him to be able to loosen his bindings by causing movement. And since he couldn’t get out using force he decided to try and intimidate them with his words.
“GET YOUR DIRTY, FUCKING HANDS OFF ME!” He bellowed at the bandits, all that did was merit a round of laughs from the group. He thought it was probably because a small, long haired blonde fairy, who resembled a girl way too much, wearing a white and pale dress that reached his thighs was probably the least threatening being they had ever kidnapped. And that brought on a sudden thought to the fairy. They had done this before. They had kidnapped his people before and undoubtedly sold them out to the highest bidder. Is that what was going to happen to him. he was small enough to be mistaken for a woman and all the flowers in his hair. It wasn’t his fault he had flowers in his hair, it was Yuuri’s. He just gets so anxious so quickly and it gets frustrating because he always likes to play with his hair to calm down, and today had been one of those days and Victor wasn’t around so Yuri had to deal with the exasperated boy.
Yuri didn’t want to be sold to be used as some old, disgusting man pleased. He had heard stories about other fairies that were kidnapped and sold at auctions for disgusting, ugly humans. They were always trying to kidnap fairies for their twisted ideas. Yuri had heard of weather fairies being kidnapped so they could be trained to take orders of kings to make their kingdoms have good weather so they could grow crops. But Yuri was no elemental fairy, he was surely to be sold to be made into some sort of trophy for some repulsive human to touch him and show him off as he pleased. The more he thought of what would happen to him the more frightened he became, and with a sudden surge of strength he was able to wriggle his body enough for the bandit who was holding him to drop him.
Yuri landed on the ground with a loud thud. He let out another loud groan, as all the energy drained from his body. He was trying to catch his breath as he realised the error in his thoughts.
He was tied up.
He couldn’t run, he couldn’t fly. He felt hot, angry tears build up in his eyes. He was angry at himself for being so foolish as to think he could escape after being tied up so tightly. Anger at the bandits for having chased him until he no longer had enough energy to escape. He was angry at the world for being so cruel. But he was also scared. Scared of what is going to happened in his near future. Are they going to give him to a king as a peace offering from another kingdom? Is he going to be auctioned off to the highest bidder? Or worse. Was he going to be sold to a fairy brothel? Where fairies are trained to appease men in sexual ways.
He could feel the tears threatening to fall but he refused to let them, he refused to give the bandits the satisfaction of seeing him cry.
Yuri heard the bandits laugh as they looked at his shaking form, obviously noting how his body was shaking.
“The fairy thought she could escape, how cute.” He heard the muffled voice on the one who caught him.
“I’m not a girl!” Yuri spoke gruffly at the men.
“Could have fooled me.” He heard another voice behind him say. The one who was carrying him leaned down to his fallen state on the ground. He reached his hand down and gripped his face. “No one is going to care about your gender where you’re going, boy. You’re a fairy, anyone would be more than happy to be with one, no matter the gender.” Yuri couldn’t see his mouth but he saw the way his eyes crinkled through the shear material over his face which could only mean he was smiling. The bandit leaned in closer his face levelled with Yuri’s. “Plus, some will probably prefer a body who can’t get pregnant, so it can be used as much as they please. Maybe we’ll even test you out, break you in before we give you to your new masters, wouldn’t that be fun, my lady.” Yuri felt the traitorous tears fall down his cheeks. He was going to a fairy brothel, and these men were going to use him as they pleased before they gave him over. The bandit was still holding onto his face, his own face inches away, so Yuri did all that he could think to do. He spit in his face.
“HOW FUCKING DARE, YOU BASTARD? I WON’T LET YOU USE MY BODY IN ANY WAY. YOU FUCK!” Yuri continued to yell out profanities at the bandit who had let go of him when he got spit in his mask. He looked back behind him and nodded to one of the other bandits behind him who had moved to get something from the cart the bandits had brought, obviously to carry Yuri’s body. Yuri was too busy yelling at the bandits to see that the bandit who had been carrying him had taken something from the hands of another bandit. Yuri stopped shouting when long, hard object was pressed into his open mouth, pressing against his tongue, making it impossible for him to continue shouting at his abductors. The bandit secured the obtrusive object behind his head. It was a gag. Yuri had been gagged.
“You’ll have to be taught some manners once you get to your new masters. They won’t be as lenient as us and will punish you for speaking and treating them that way.” The man muffled in a low voice. The bandit picked him up again and continued to make his way to cart and threw Yuri in it and then climbed in behind him. the bandits all moved around and then the cart started being pulled by the horse that Yuri couldn’t see, because he was facing away from it and instead had his face nearly pressing against the thigh of the bandit he had spit against.
He doesn’t know how long they had rode for, he was too busy trapped in his own thoughts. He barely heard the commotion that was happening to the bandits outside of the cart. He only noted the disturbance when the bandit in the cart with him stood up from the cart and started fighting a man in shining armour. A knight!
Yuri held his breath as he could only see part of the fight. He could feel his own drool slipping past his mouth and down his chin as he tried to lean up to watch the fight. He heard and saw a shot aimed at the sky, a smoke cloud following the shot, a warning shot, to let the rest of the bandit guild know that they had been interrupted in their pursuit of the fairy, calling out for reinforcements.
The knight also noticed this and thumped the handle of his sword against the head of the bandit he was fighting, knocking him out cold. Yuri was happy to see him fall down, motionless. The knight looked at Yuri, and quickly made his way to the cart and dragged Yuri out of the cart. He cut the line of rope that pulled his wrists to his ankles, allowing Yuri’s body to relax, something Yuri was very grateful for, but he knew the knight didn’t have enough time to completely untie the fairy before the reinforcements came, so instead he carried the fairy over to the most magnificent black horse Yuri had ever seen, and placed Yuri’s body sitting on the horse before climbing behind the fairy himself, pulling Yuri close and riding off in the opposite direction they heard other bandits coming from.
Yuri looked up at the knight, his hero. He couldn’t see much because of the helmet, but he was mesmerised by the way the sun reflected off of the silver helmet. He leaned his head against the knights shoulder and looked up at the clouds above them. Silently thanking the knight that happened to have been near him to be able to save him.