Knees weak , lungs burning , head spinning . Im no athlete , Im more of a scholar and this was just torture , considering that Ive been tortured before is kinda ironic calling the activity 'running' torture . Taking a much needed rest against a tree trunk , taking deep breathes to regain my bearings . My vision was dark with black spots , my head was pounding with a massive headache . I needed energy , not for magic but for myself . Lighting the lighter , a tiny flame sparked and began to dance in the light breeze . I raised my cut palm over the flame and closed my eyes focusing on the small amount of energy in the fire , fire is a living element therefore had more energy then rocks could . Taking the energy from the flame , it died while the energy swirled in my body giving my muscles more protein to burn . I slowly stepped away from the tree trunk and began jogging further , the energy should give me at least fifteen minutes before burning out .
And just as I thought , fifteen minutes later my body was on the verge of K.O , Once I sat infront of a large stream I realised that I was in a different area meaning a different territory . Even if there weren't werewolves around , this land wasnt the rogue's so they couldn't do as they pleased here . Glancing down at my reflection I could hardly recognise myself with all the dirt on my face , I bent down and washed my face with the water and looked at my reflection again , my brunette fluffy hair looked like a messy bed hair style and my green eyes looked dull and lifeless , must be the endless crying they did , dried them out , dressed in a white tshirt with a v neck cut and plain white pants , but they werent white anymore due to the wear and tear Ive put them through , they were more like a dull grey / soft peach color . I bent over the water some more washing my arms and neck to feel somewhat decent .
I heard a twig snap behind me , without even thinking I whirled around coming face-to-face with a beautiful wolf , definetly a werewolf but its brown fur was mesmorising . Its eyes werent red they were brown which made me relax , red eyes meant rogues and this one wasnt a rogue at all . It snarled at me , then again its understandable , I am some random stranger on its land . Its snarl then died down and it tilted its head to the side and made a whine , frowing I moved my face closer trying to understand what it wanted but it didnt make another sound . Its eyes darted around my face as though trying to take in every feature .
The wolf suddenly turned around and ran back into the woods leaving me very confused , after a while I realised the wolf wasnt going to return . I slowly stood and walked further until my bare feet made contact with dried tar , glancing down I realised that Ive stepped onto a road . Playing with the nostalgic feeling with my toes , I havent felt tar in what felt like years . I heard a car approaching , glancing up I noticed the typical white and blue , a police car probably patroling the area. When the car came closer it slowed down and stopped infront of me , the female officer leaned forward " you lost mister ?"
I blinked a few times before quickly answering " uh ..y-yes , Can you tell me where I am ?" The officer glanced around the woodland area before answering " the outer woods of Oak Hills " Oak hills ...thats two towns over from my home town , If I think properly now it makes sense . The first between this one and my home town is the home of those Rogues meaning I ran through half the rogues town and an entire other town before reaching this one , no wonder Im exhuasted . The officer stepped out her vehicle " what is your name ?"
" Aslan...Aslan Bonnette " The officer spoke into her shoulder walki-talki " Charles , run a full background search on one Aslan Bonnette " the walki-talki made a static sound before a man's voice replied on the other end " copy that " the officer nodded her head to her car " come on , might aswell wait in the car " I shrugged my shoulders and followed her , climbing into the passenger side as she fixed her small computer to face her . Suddenly the screen lit up with a file with my name , the officer scanned through it
" Aslan Bonnette , 17 years old . Parents : Fredrick Bonnette and Allyisa Bonnette . Says here you've been missing for three years " she eyes me suspiciously Three years ? Its really been that long ? I couldnt tell her the truth ' oh Ive been kidnapped by evil werewolves who did what normal people would call satanic rituals on me ' " y-yeah I was partying with some friends , got drunk , it got out of hand and the next thing I knew I was in mexico hehe" I fake laughed trying to play the lie off , the officer frowned " and you waited 3 years to come back ?"I scartched my neck " well I needed to get some income so I could get a way home , didnt want to call my parents and burden them with a disappointing son " the officer seemed to believe the story " okay well , we have to inform them that we found you , we will wait at the station until they come get you . You are still a minor and underage drinking is illegal so they will have to pay a fine for your carelessness "
I groaned inwardly right I was 14 when I got kidnapped , how could I say I was drunk ?! Geez no wonder I made a stupid mistake , my brain is fried .
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Magical Encounter
Hombres LoboAslan has been taken hostage by a group of Rogues , for some reason unknown they torture him and keep taking his blood . Being a very powerful witch from a young age , he finds a way to escape their makeshift prison and finds himself lost in the woo...