Sparkling Imprisonments: A Human Sanctuary Fanfic

Sparkling Imprisonments- By: Lelia M. Woods (Pen Name) @Fluffyneondinosaur (Account Name)
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==Chapter One==
=== Allie White's POV ===
“Allie, breakfast time!” Her mom’s voice cut through the peaceful silence that Allie was enjoying. She had been reading her favorite book, trying to finish it before school started.
“Coming Mom!” she called, running down the stairs.
“Allie Lyla White! What did we say about running in the house?”
“Sorry Mom.”
To Allie’s delight, her mom dropped a stack of pancakes on her plate.
Allie grabbed the maple syrup, and poured it onto her stack. “Allie!” her mom scolded. “Don’t eat all the maple syrup!” Allie shrugged, and started to put it back down, when an overwhelming amount of dizziness and nausea crashed into her. She watched the stars dance in front of her eyes, and blacked out.
When she woke up, she found herself in a room, it was sparkly. Too sparkly. Who had brought her here? Or more importantly, where was her family? Allie’s head filled with questions and concerns, and she put her head between her legs to stop the blood pounding in her head.
She stood up, and walked over to a window, and stared outside, or more accurately, at the clouded window that blocked the view outside.
Allie scowled, and glared at the locked door that led out of the room. Suddenly, a woman opened the door and stepped inside. She smiled cheerfully at her, a little too cheerfully for Allie’s liking.
“My name is Elora Vacker, but you can call me Elora,” she said, with a crisp accent. “What’s your name?”
Allie briefly considered telling the truth, but decided that no good would come out of it. “Lyla Al.”
Elora smiled, “Why, it’s nice to meet you. You seem like a fine young girl.”.
“What am I doing here?”
Elora’s smile faded. “Straight to the point aren’t you, well you will be explained that at 11 o’clock today, when you gather in the auditorium.”
She turned to leave, but not before Allie demanded “Where’s my family?”.
“Well Lyla, they will be transported here in a few days, I’m sure you will be fine until then.”
Then she left, leaving Allie alone with her thoughts. Allie glanced around the room, and spotted a scroll that hadn’t been there before. She walked over, picked it up, and read it. She rolled her eyes. It was just repeating everything Elora had just told her, only adding the fact that the doors would unlock at 11 o’clock, and that she should follow the lights on the ground to the auditorium. 
“Oh, I’m going to go,” she whispered to herself. “I deserve some answers.”
== Chapter Two ==
=== Allie's POV ===
Just like Allie was told, the doors unlocked at exactly 11 o’clock. She stepped outside, and saw a few other people come out of their rooms too, looking nervous. They all seemed to be her age, which struck her as strange. Allie broke the silence. “So, where’re the lights we have to follow?”
Just as she said that, the overhead lights dimmed, and thousands of colorful lights flickered on, all pointing the same way. One of the kids shrugged, “Well, that’s one way to show us.”.
“These people really love glitter.” Allie mumbled, earning a few snickers from the group.
“Let’s go.” somebody said, so they all began stumbling through the darkness, following the lights.
They had been walking for a while, and Allie was wondering if there really was an end to this darkness. As soon as the thought began to form in her mind, sunlight flooded from the exit just ahead of them.
Allie’s pace quickened, and at the end she sprinted out the corridor, into the open. She squinted at the sunlight, but even as her eyes got used to it, she still had to look away. All the buildings were made out of jewels. All of them. Seriously.
Allie would have glared at the glitter for longer, but she was distracted by a bunch of people staring up at a decorated stage. “What is that?” she asked the person standing next to her.
“People are saying that it’s where the leaders of this weird place will appear to tell us what’s going on.”
Allie shrugged, and looked around, one thing stood out to her. “Have you noticed that everyone here is around our age?”
He looked around. “That’s… insane.”
“They’re planning something, they’re planning something big and it’s not good.” Allie continued.
“What is it?”
“How am I supposed to know?”
Just then, loud fanfare interrupted their argument. 
Someone who sounded a lot like Elora whispered, “They’re here.”.
== Chapter Three ==
=== Allie's POV ===
It was obvious who had just arrived. Unlike the rest of them, they didn’t look the least bit nervous. And they were also dressed very strangely. Draped with jewels, wearing silver cloaks, the two regal figures were standing on the polished stage. The murmuring increased tenfold. The man looked annoyed and held up a hand for silence, but the exact opposite happened, the crowd just growing more agitated. The woman standing on the stage scowled, and said something to him. He nodded agreeing, and turned towards the crowd. “Welcome to the Sanctuary!” his voice boomed across the valley. “I’m Emery, a member of the council.” 
“What council?!” someone yelled. “We don’t want to be trapped here by a creepy council!”
Both the supposed “councillors” ignored them, and then the lady spoke. “In case you were wondering, my name is Councillor Alina.” she said, putting emphasis on the word “Councillor”.
“Nobody asked!” someone shouted, earning a ripple of laughter from the crowd.
Alina glared. “We elves are your superiors, consider that before saying something you will regret.”
The crowd looked scandalized, and one of them yelled out in anger. “You aren’t our superiors, and you- wait, elves?”
== Chapter Four ==
=== Allie's POV ===
Allie narrowed her eyes. Elves huh? She would’ve laughed, except the circumstance wasn’t the least bit funny and it actually made sense. But weren’t elves supposed to have pointy ears? As the thought went through her mind, someone from the crowd yelled that very question. Emery sighed, and Alina scowled. “Elves are a distinguished species, we never die of old age, and only our ears change, growing pointier.”
“Only your ears change, huh? Well I don’t think that’s the truth, I’m pretty sure your ego and snobbiness also gets bigger the older you grow.” Allie’s eyes widened, as she glanced at Alina to see what she had to say. Alina’s face reddened. Glaring, she stormed off the stage and… stepped into a beam of light? The strangest thing was that she had vanished, but Allie didn’t have time to think about that. Especially when Emery started speaking. 
“Humans and elves used to live together in harmony until- ”
Allie cut him off. “Why’d we stop then?”
“Yeah, that girl’s right, why’d we stop?” someone from the crowd asked.
Emery swallowed, turning a little paler as he said, “There were some complications, and misdeeds that were done, preventing it.” He left in a hurry after that, leaving Allie with more questions than answers. Elora said that she would be told what was happening here. She hadn’t been. What was going on?
=== Benjamin Godwin’s POV (Extra) ===
Ben leaned back against the sofa, watching the news. His eyes fixated, as he gave it his full attention. The reporter had some troubling news. “Thousands of children, ages ranging from 14 to 18 have been reported missing last week. Local authorities claimed that there was no damage done to the properties where they were taken. Several theories have been circulating through neighborhoods...” Ben sighed, and looked at the window. This could happen to you too you know. His mind kept on telling him. You have to be careful. 
He shook the whispers out of his head, and got up to get a glass of water. As he walked towards the sink, an overwhelming sensation of dizziness hit him, and he fell to his knees. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was the polished tiles on the kitchen floor.
== Chapter Five ==
=== Allie's POV ===
Allie’s mind wandered as she was led back into the building. Before she knew it, she was locked back into her room. 
I’m not going to let them push me around like this.
But first, she needed to eat. As angry as she was, hunger had to be satisfied first. Or else she’d become hangry. 
She walked to the kitchen and looked around, searching for something to eat. There were a few fruits on the counter, and a few knives and peelers there, but she didn’t want those. She opened a cupboard, and found a cake in it. The tray it was on was neatly labeled “Mallowmelt”. 
Hmm, sounds better than fruit.
Allie took it out, and pulled out a knife. 
This would make a great weapon.
The thought was gone as quickly as it had come, as she hurriedly sliced herself a piece.
The second she put it in her mouth, her eyes widened. She scarfed the rest down, nearly choking.
As she finished, she reached for another slice. Her mother’s voice suddenly floated into her mind. 
Dear gods Allie, how many times do I have to tell you, don’t eat dessert right before a meal.
Allie froze. 
Her family.
She had no idea where they were, and if they were all right. 
What would the elves do to them?
=== Elora Vacker’s POV (Extra) ===
Elora sighed, picking up her eyeliner. Why wouldn’t those humans understand that they were only trying to help? They had to be so rebellious too. They even seemed to think they would get their way. She scoffed. They didn’t even know how developed the elven society was, they had nothing to compare. 
Think nice Elora. 
They would never listen if they were rude to them.
Just keep up a good act in front of them.
They would obey eventually, she would make sure of that.
== Chapter Six ==
=== Allie’s POV ===
Allie paced back and forth, looking at the ground. She had to get out of here. She had to find her family, and keep them safe. 
What if I start a rebellion?
The thought drifted across her mind.
“No, that’s silly,” she said out loud. “I’m just one person, there’s no way I could do something like that.”
Thoroughly shook from the startling thoughts, she walked back into the large living room. She dropped down onto a cushioned chair. Why did elves have to be so fancy? Even their comfortable things were too fancy for her liking. She wished she had a beanbag chair to sit in. Mr. Smith always let her sit in one at school. That got her back to thinking about her life before the elves ruined it. Would she have liked it better without the knowledge of the real world? 
Yes.
She wouldn’t care if she never knew about the elves. She definitely didn’t want to be a prisoner though. Angrily, she picked up a book and threw it at the wall. It hit with a loud noise, and fell to the floor. The title read Elven History. Hmm, maybe it was time to do some reading.
=== Alina’s POV (Extra) ===
Those obnoxious humans, always thinking they were better. They didn’t even know how advanced the elves were, and how horrible they always acted. They would understand soon, they didn’t even deserve the courtesy they were getting now. She would show them who was better, and who was weaker.
== Chapter Seven ==
=== Allie’s POV ===
The words swam in front of Allie’s eyes. She had no idea how long she’d been reading, but it was definitely long enough that her head hurt. She’d read about the sinking of Atlantis, and about the Human Assistance Program being cancelled. She decided to call it a day, and looked around for a bookmark. Her eyes fell on another book in the bookshelf. Voilà! There was an old bookmark in it. She stood up, and nearly collapsed, her legs were practically numb from sitting so long. She limped over to the bookshelf, and grabbed the book. It slipped out of her hands, and fell onto the floor, falling open on the page of the bookmark. As Allie knelt down to grab it, a journal entry caught her eye. It seemed to actually have been someone’s journal, instead of a book. Allie picked it up, and started reading it. The date was thoroughly scratched out, but she could still read the rest of it.
Today, my sister was hiding something from me. She put up a fake smile, and talked to me like I couldn’t understand the truth. She talked to me with forced cheerfulness, and a hint of the numbness underneath. I know it’s a lot worse than she’s telling me. I talked to Livvy yesterday. She tried to smile, and talk it off like everyone else did. But she let something slip. Thousands of years ago, when elves and humans lived in peace together, there was this elf named Vespera.
=== Elora’s POV ===
It would have been a pleasant day, if Amy Rose Foster hadn’t come running into Elora’s office saying that her journal was missing.
“You don’t need your journal, don’t waste my time on useless things like that.”
“No! You don’t understand, I wrote a lot about the elves in there Elora… I wrote about Vespera.”
Silence filled the room. Then within minutes, people were scrambling around, checking all of the human’s rooms.
“Who knows what they’ll do if they find out?!” Aseira, Elora's younger cousin fretted. “They’ll hate us even more than they do already!” Elora hurried to the next room, where a bunch or terrified humans were coming out of. All the rooms had been searched after a while, but nobody  could find it, and Amy seemed certain that it was in a room. Where could it possibly be?
== Chapter Eight ==
=== Allie’s POV ===
Allie stared at the wall in front of her in shock. The elves were the reason why humans didn’t know about them. They were the reason for this chaos. What was she supposed to do with knowing this? She was just a powerless human. Suddenly, she was snapped out of her daze when she heard someone open the front door to her so-called “apartment”. Allie heard people’s voices, coming towards her room. Out of pure instinct, she shoved the journal underneath her pillow, and then slumped down on it, pretending to be asleep. 
The elves yanked the door open, before they noticed her lying on the bed and quieted down. 
“I think she’s asleep.”
Allie tried to stay as calm as she could, as they approached her. To her relief they didn’t actually check if she was asleep or not, instead going past her and choosing to search the rest of her apartment before leaving. Allie wondered what they could be looking for. Maybe for the journal? But there was nothing really important in it, right? 
Allie made sure the elves were actually gone, before stepping out of her room. Who knew what the elves were up to now, perhaps destroying more human’s lives, and bringing them here just for because they wanted to. A sudden wave of anger slammed into her with the force of a hurricane. Allie slammed the door to her bedroom, before flopping down on her bed. She expected herself to stare at the ceiling for hours, but within minutes, she drifted off to sleep.
=== Amy’s POV ===
Amy nervously watched Elora as she came back into her office. Elora looked furious, and Amy knew that it was her fault. Elora glared at her, her expression telling Amy that her journal hadn’t been found. 
“What do you think the humans are going to do with it when they find it?”
Elora gave Amy a nasty look. “They’re going to become even more destructive and rebellious than they are now. And it’ll be your fault. Now get out of my office.”
Amy opened her mouth to protest.
“I said get out.”
Amy decided it was better to listen for now, spun around on her heel, and left.