Raising Power

Chapter 8

Yoongi's POV
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6 years ago

I threw ice spikes from all directions to cause a fight. My parents sent me to a prison for wizards. Supposedly they'll 'teach' me how to keep my magic under control, but from what I heard, they torture you until you break.

There was 5 guards on my, sticking a needle in my arm. Whatever the injected me with was making me weak. My eyes became too heavy to keep open while my legs trembled from my weight. This wasn't good.

They managed to strap me to a wheelchair and wheeled me down a bright hall filled with metal doors. I let my head hang as I didn't have the strength to hold it up. I could feel my consciousness drifting away.

"St....op.....let....me...go...." I tried yelling, but my lips felt numb and I could barely speak.

"Don't sweat it, kid. You'll have fun in here." The mam pushing me laughed. I could hear his sarcasm through his laugh.

I want to leave. I don't want to be here.

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"Wake up. It's food time." A guard said and he threw a food of plate inside my 'room'.

I looked at it. It looked and smelled like dog food. I growled and kicked the plate away from me. The guard ignored me and left.

It's been 2 days since I've aten. I've been stuck in here for only 2 days, yet it felt like an eternity. We get 2 hours of outdoor activities, but I've been refusing them. Today, though, I needed to get out of this prison cell.

There ware 4 guards around me, and one of them had one of those shots ready for me. I gave him a side eye.

I was escorted outside to the play ground. This wasn't prison, but it looked and felt exactly like it. There were different groups of people, all looking my way. I felt like some type to zoo animal in the eyes of so many.

"Play nice, ok? You don't wanna be stuck in the Iron Box for misbehaving." The guard said before they all left.

I walked anxiously around. These people were strong, I could feel it. They're hare because the government is afraid of their power. I'm here because my parents were afraid of me.

From what I could see, I was the youngest out of everyone. They will underestimate me, so I will show them my power before they do.

Somebody touched my shoulder and I immediately activated my magic. Their hand and arm froze and I round kicked them to the floor. My victory was short as his friends ganged up against me. They were too many for me to beat.

I covered my head with my arms as they all kicked me. It hurt, but I held in every tear.

I caught one's foot and froze it. I threw sharp ice spikes at them, managing to hit some, but one of them used fire to melt them. That same guy grabbed my shirt and lifted me up in the air up to his level as he was taller than me.

"Look at this punk. He thinks he's all that for being here." The fire guy laughed at me with his friends.

"Aw, did we hurt you?" Another one teased.