Lost and Alone

If you see fake newpaper articles in here, they are for the story, feel free to read them.
This is a short story written by RoseHonaku987, referencing this roleplay, https://lost-cities-keeper.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000126295/r/4400000000000589153
== Chapter One- The Injury ==
Ten year old Alexis sat in her room, leaning against the door sobbing. As the tears streamed down her face, she thought about what had happened at dinner. Her mom had slipped something into her drink, something that she recognized the smell of immediately. Belladonna. Poison. Her parents had tried to kill her. Her parents, the people who had promised that they'd always love her. But when she noticed the poison, she had pretended to drink the thing. But her parents, not being complete idiots, had noticed that she hadn't drank the poison, as she wasn't dead. But she had to get out, or her parents might come at her with something that wasn’t a plant, like a knife. Like the opalescent one that was currently hidden under a fake drawer in her dresser.
The girl struggled to stand up, for her leg had a huge gash in it from her parents, who had smashed the glass cup that she had been drinking from, and cut her with a shard of the glass. They had screamed at her, and slashed the piece along her thigh. She whimpered, and crawled to the window, where she grew some goldenrod and aloe to heal herself. “Why me…” 
She wanted to cry to her parents for help as she mashed up the plants, spread them on her wound, and wrapped it with a bandage. A few tears dripped down onto the bandage, and Alexis quietly wiped them away. She heard a knock at her door, and stood up, limping to the door, as she prayed it wasn't her parents, who had banished her to her room, and told her that they would be coming back up later, presumably to kill her. 
“Lexi!” Eight year old Lila stood at the door, “Mommy said that you got hurt.” 
Lexi flinched, but nodded, wondering how her sister hadn't heard her cries for help, and her fathers bellows of fury, “Yeah, I-uh- tripped and fell.” 
“Are you okay?” Lila asked her big sister, tears welling up in her eyes at the thought of Alexis being hurt. Lexi noticed, and her eyes teared up as well, with love for her sister.
“Of course I am.” Alex said to her sister, hugging her as she lied. “I have to go somewhere for a while, okay? I don’t want you to tell Mom and Dad.” 
“Where? And why are you going? Can I come too? Why can’t I tell mommy?” She asked her sister, moving into her sister’s room, and sitting on her bed. 
“I’m going on an adventure! And, you can’t come yet, but one day.” She told her sister, almost crying at having to leave her behind. Alexis hugged her sister tighter, and let her go. She watched her sister exit the room, and walk away. She shut the door again, and locked it. She began packing her bags, and cried as she did so. Now how would she get out….? She grabbed her sheets, and considered tying them together, wrapping them around the desk leg, and sliding to the ground.
Suddenly, she had an idea and decided to do it. It had to work, and even if it didn't, it needed to happen on her terms. She quickly tossed three seeds out the window, where they landed on the dirt, and they grew into three giant begonias, which wrapped around each other and created what was essentially a giant pillow outside of her window. She grabbed her small backpack, and stood on the windowsill. “Step boldly.” She whispered, before landing on the begonias, and slowly lowering the flowers towards the ground, where she dismounted and walked away, off to a new future.
Back in Alexis’ room, a small sheathed knife lay in the bottom of a drawer, a knife that she wouldn’t return for for the next six years.
== Chapter Two- The Savior ==
Alexis walked outside, through the woods that surrounded the family home, and collapsed onto the grass out of relief. She was free. She should be ecstatic, no more cuts, no more bruises, no more pain! But she wasn’t happy. She was scared. The girl tried to stand up, but she couldn't. Her injured leg was far to weak. She crawled through the woods, slowly, inch by inch, as blood soaked the bandage, and the bandage slowly dripped the blood onto the ground. She whimpered, and kept going. Geraniums sprouted around her, as she crawled, slowly bleeding out. Why was this happening? 
She coughed, and kept moving. She coughed, and blood came out. Lexi realized what was happening. Belladonna must have been on the glass. And as she was a march, the poison must not have hit her until now. She was dying, and she knew it. But she had to keep going, moving, away from her own personal hell. She sobbed, and saw a hollow tree, about 20 feet ahead. She kept crawling towards it, as ruby red blood dripped onto the emerald grass, and she was dying. 
When she reached the hollow tree, she used what remained of her energy to clean inside, and partly cover the entrance. There, she settled down to die. She could feel the blood dripping from her wound, and she could feel the oxygen slowly leaving her, never to return. 
“No… I just got out… no..” She whispered, as everything went black.
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When she woke up, which she hadn’t been expecting to happen, she was still in the tree. The only difference was that her wound wasn’t wrapped anymore. She looked at it, and it was only an angry red scar. She smiled a bit, and stretched her leg out. A may had healed her, but who? She looked around her, and saw her bag next to her, along with a small brown purse. She opened it, and it was full of coins. Somebody had saved her.
“Thank you.” She croaked, hoping the person could hear.
== Chapter 3: The Encounter ==
Lexi laid motionless in the tree for a while, sobbing. She couldn’t comprehend what had happened. Also, who had saved her, and why?? She sat up after an hour of crying, severely dehydrated, and decided it was time to do something. 
She forced herself to push the curtain of vines out of the way and peeked out. Nobody was there, well, except for a small rabbit hopping by. She watched the creature leave. 
Alexis grabbed her coin purse, only taking a few, and fashioning a disguise our of her scratchy cotton undershirt, and she grew some indigo, which she used to dye her hair. She caught a glimpse of herself in a small pond. She looked...poor… which, to be fair, was the look she was going for. Nobles never dyed their hair. She, despite being a March, not a noble, had never been permitted to dye her hair. She liked it.
She grinned, finally happy about this, and crossed through the woods, entering the town through the point furthest away from Rivenburk Manor. Alexis quietly passed through the village, stopping at occasional stalls to get food, water, blankets, and necessities. Her blanket was brown, a perfect color for hiding. She saw a small crowd of people gathered near the town square, and moved towards it.
“Please! If anybody knows where my daughter is, tell us. We miss her…” She could hear it. It… the voice, it was her mother. She wanted so badly to run towards her mother, and hug her. But she couldn’t. She couldn’t return to the hell that was her family. She began to turn, before hearing a voice that made her stop in her tracks.
“If you guys can find my sister, please do. I miss her.” Lexi recognized that voice as Lila’s. She recognized the way that she stuttered on the letter ‘I’ how she couldn’t pronounce her ‘L’s properly. She really wanted to go sprint up there, and hug her sister, and run away with her, to save her. But she couldn’t. 
She returned to the woods and carefully built a shelter, out of wood and the blankets. It looked believable enough, especially when she grew a berry bush over it, and covered it with vines. She crawled inside and unpacked her food, digging a small hole to store the shrink wrapped items, and keeping her fruit and drinks in the bag. She settled down for the night, and cried herself to sleep.
== Chapter Four ==
Alexis sat up, shivering. She wrapped the brown woolen blanket around her body tighter. She knew she had to get up, to prepare for the day. The girl carefully folded up her blanket, and set it in a corner of the thicket to make a chair. She unfolded the larger five foot by five foot blanket that she had been sleeping on, and used it as a carpet for her small home. She crawled to the door of the hut, and used her power to open it. She exited, and stood up, flinching at the leaves crunching under her feet. After a minute, she smiled and grabbed some blackberries, grimacing as she got up scratched by the leaves and bramble. She heard loud noises, and noticed they were leaves. She wasn't moving. 
"Alexis!" A loud voice yelled. She dove into the hut. No. No. No. They would find her and kill her... She grabbed the blanket and covered the entryway, and stayed silent as the footsteps crunched the leaves outside. She recognized the voice as someone from her school. Was that Sam? She decided not to exit, and curled up in a corner, happy that the small hole in the ceiling that let the light in was in the middle of the bush. Nobody could see it, unless they climbed on top. Still, it was dangerous. The footsteps left, and she sighed in relief. 
Alex uncovered the small bag that had been stored in a hole in the ground to keep the food the same temperature. She grabbed a bag of chips, and a lemonade. Then she summoned a small flat rock to put her food on. Smiling, she used a rag to line the hole so bugs couldn't crawl into her food, and replaced the shrink wrapped stuff with the fruits and drinks. As the bag of chips was slowly emptied, and the lemonade was drank, she wondered what would happen next.
When she finished eating, she looked at the empty bag and the bottle and froze. Where would she put these? She glanced at the bottle, and had an idea. As it was glass, she could use it as a flowerpot or to hold water. Or, she supposed, she could smash it and use it as wind chimes, but that sounded like a bad idea. She quickly put some dirt in the bottom, and placed a single flower seed into it. She tried to grow it, and only a bit of the flower was visible. It was a single tulip. Grabbing the chips bag, she dug a hole in the ground, and placed the bag in there. She poured some water in it, and rinsed it out multiple times. When the bag was completely clean, Alexis arranged it so it was like she had a bowl sunken into the ground, although it was just an empty chip bag. It looked okay, and she could use it as a sink, for now at least.
She dug another hole, and buried the bottle up to the neck, so the flowers blossomwas all that was poking out. She smiled, and sat up. While in town, she had grabbed a few books. One of them being 'Keeper of the Lost Cities' (This was mentioned in the rp so I had to include it.) It looked good. She opened it up, and began reading.
== Chapter Five ==
Category:Books
Category:Dystopian
Category:RP Based
(I'll be adding newspaper articles from now on, and if you want to read them, feel free. If you were in that roleplay, you'll probably get it a bit more.)
Alexis stared at the newspaper in shock. She was on the front cover. Well not a picture of her, but her name. She set it down, and frowned. She was going to get caught, and killed. She quickly tore a piece of the paper off, the headline about her, and taped it to the small 'Home sweet home' sign she had made in her boredom. She exhaled slowly, and reminded herself of what she had to lose. Absolutely nothing. But little did she know, that would soon be changing. The girl glanced around her small home, and smiled a bit. At least...at least she had food. 
She sighed, and glanced around the small hut, noticing a leak in the ceiling. She sighed.