Wexx was 16 when he was first arrested by the Aretul and taken into Zagerah. His entire village was raided when he was 11 and only he and his younger brother escaped. The Gredi killed all the women and took all the men and boys and threw them into Zagerah. Wexx and his brother escaped with a few other children to the nearest village nearby – Averon, the same village that Gabriel and Averella were from.
Wexx’s little brother – 9 at the time – became quick friends with Gabriel, who was 11. He looked after his brother and had become practically a father to him. One day when Wexx had been coming back from a hunt, he saw that Gredi were at his hut.
Everyone in Averon had hidden inside their houses. Fearing the worst, Wexx dropped the creature he had just killed for food and rushed to his home. There, the guards were dragging his brother – age 12 – out of the hut.
“No!” Wexx screamed, immediately unsheathing a sword he kept with him. He stabbed one of the Gredi before three more moved into action. He fought them bravely but in the end, they subdued him and started to take his brother way. “W – wait! I’ll go in his stead!”
The Gredi men laughed at him. “That’s not how it works, boy,” one said.
“I’m older and a better fighter than he is. Take me,” Wexx offered.
The Gredi agreed and threw his young brother down on the ground. As they bound Wexx to the creatures to run him to Zagerah, one of the Gredi stabbed his younger brother.
Wexx screamed and cried out, thrashing in desperation to get to his brother’s already dead body.
“We said we’d let him go. I didn’t say I’d let him live,” the first Gredi guard responded with a sneer.
Wexx’s heart shattered. His last living family member, his little brother, a boy that he was supposed to protect, was dead and it was all his fault. Wexx spent years blaming himself as he tried to adjust to life in Zagerah.
Lehlax found him after a few months at a time when Wexx was starving and half dead. Lehlax did what he could but he himself had only been here two years and had barely survived. Wexx learned to rely on Lehlax and the two became like family along with Municx and a few other prisoners they grew close with. Wexx had to face much more grief over the years as he watched all of his friends die, except Lehlax and Municx.
It was three years after Wexx had been thrown in Zagerah when Sine arrived. The young man was only 17 at the time and had just watched his mother die of starvation. Their village was on the brink of complete destruction due to a severe drought in their area, a drought that kept game from coming close enough for the men to hunt.
So Sine and his father had traveled farther out to hunt creatures in hopes of keeping what was left of their village alive. “I knew my father was a better hunter… that our village would have a better chance of surviving. So when we ran into the Gredi patrol I drew their attention away from him. He begged me not to,” he told Wexx one night when they stopped to rest.
“Sometimes we do what we have to,” Wexx murmured in response. In his mind, he thought back to when he volunteered to go with the Gredi in hopes that they would let his brother go. Only to have them kill his brother anyway.
At least he died quickly, Wexx couldn’t help but think. Not like here.
The two became good friends and stuck close with one another and Lehlax and Municx. They didn’t have their families, but they became a family all the same.
Now, in Hunter, one more prisoner will join their family in hopes of surviving Zagerah…
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