sᴇʟғɪsʜ~ʟᴇɢᴀᴄɪᴇs {slow updates}

EIGHTEEN

When I wake up I see I'm tied down to a chair, Landon beside me facing the same issue. "What the fuck is going on?" I question as the lady who kidnapped us came into focus.

"Hold on, are you MG's mom? Why in the hell did you kidnap us?" She looks at me and looks away without saying anything. That was kinda rude.

The two of you are going to record a voice mail for everyone back at the school, "yeah I'm not doing that. I don't know what abandoned shit hole you've dragged us to but I am a witch I can get us out of here." I say immediately making her turn back to me, "I know all about you dear, you have no magic of your own so,  it's either the voicemail or the pit."

"Fine." I huff. Landon records his and then she holds the phone out to me, for me to record one of my own. "Hey uncle Ric, you can tell my mom that there's no need to worry, I was having an episode and decided to take some time away, I think Landon may have told you that I coincidentally bumped into him doing the same thing, so we're sticking together, you can tell Hope I'll watch out for him, love you guys."

"Happy?" I ask smiling sarcastically at her, my mouth dropping once agent Clark walks down the rickety ass steps and joins us, "unbelievable." I mutter under my breath.

They leave us be for a short while making me turn to Landon. "We're gonna die here." He says making me shrug, "It seems that way, at least for me, you'll just poof back right? Let's just hope they figure out our voicemails are a load of shit back at the school."

"Will they?"

"Well for one I would never be caught dead camping not with you and if my loved ones don't know that by now then maybe I don't mind the death."

"No one's watching us now." Clark says as he rejoins us throwing something in the pit, "like that makes me feel better." I mumble as Landon begins to ramble. "Look, I already told the other guys I don't know anything. You can kill me, but I'm part phoenix, so I'm just gonna come back to life in a burst of flames, and there's gonna be a lot of ash to clean up. And after I come back, I'm not gonna know anything."

"I'm not here to interrogate you, Landon. In fact, I'm here so you can finally get some answers." He says untying Landon before turning to me, "if I untie you, you have to promise not to siphon off of Landon and use it on me." I think it over and nod, I didn't know where we were properly or the layout of the building as well as if there were many guards around. I'd rather play it safe for now. "I promise." I shrug grinning once he unties me and I can stretch.

"When they created the locks to Malivore, they also created decoys so no one would know which three artifacts were the real thing. I think you might be able to help me with that. Is one of these artifacts calling to you? Like a whisper, an itch?" He asks after laying three pictures out on the table in front of us. "A: I don't feel anything. And B: even if I did, I'm not helping the people who kidnapped me." Landon says adamantly.

"Oh, this isn't for Triad. No, they want these artifacts to stay hidden. To be clear, I want to toss them into the pit and unlock Malivore." Interesting approach.

"Wow. Uh... Thanks for being honest. That's refreshing. But now I'm really not going to help you."

"I'll tell you a story." Clark says making me scoff, "why is it bedtime?" He doesn't appreciate the remark by the way he looks at me but he doesn't say anything and just continues as though I'd never spoken. "And at the end of it, you can decide whether you want - to help me or not."