chapter 2

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previously: Jackson noticed and woke up but it was too late he had lost all control and he was too weak to fight back. All he could do was watch. He thought there was no village nearby and that he couldn't hurt anyone, but nothing could be further from the truth. A few hundred yards away was a small village.

It didn't take long for Jackson to reach the village. It was early in the morning which meant that the farmers were already working. Jackson stood there, terrified. He couldn't live with the fact that he would destroy another village. But strangely enough, the masters did not let Jackson attack anyone. He let Jackson stand there for three hours before sending him back into the forest.

Once deeper in the forest Jackson started to fight back for control. The boy cried out in pain but there was no other way, he had to get the control back. It felt like he was fighting for hours. Even if it were just 2 minutes. It hurted so much that he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

When he woke up, he was scared and confused. For a moment he couldn't remember what happened. Slowly it came back to him, the cabin, the village and the immense pain. After some time he became aware of the fact that he wasn't in the forest or the cabin but in a strange house.

He had a panic attack, how did he get here? It was too risky being near people, he had to get out. But just as he tried to get out of the room a girl around the same age as Jackson walked into the room with a glass of water and a slice of bread. Out of nowhere he got a terrible headache. She put it down, led him to the bed and sat down next to him. For some weird reason she kept staring into his eyes. It was quite uncomfortable. Until she started asking questions like: how did you end up in that forest? Where is your family? Where do you come from? And how do you get those different colored eyes? Were you born with that? Jackson ignored the questions until she asked how he got the strange markings on his back.


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