Chapter 4: Pained

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Y/n pov.

I groaned as the back of my head throbbed in pain as I slowly sat up from the ground with a pained grunt. I glanced towards my injured arm that was still bleeding before I warily glanced around in my surroundings. "Where am I.." I mumbled out as I felt a weird sense of deja vu from this place.

I was in a cell with grey bricked walls with a metal door that has metal rods as a small window and a small open window on the wall that is a few meters up, as I slowly stood up as I noticed my right foot being locked in a metal clasp that had a chain that was connecting to a wall.

(You are still in your pj's)

(You are still in your pj's)

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"Great... That hooded figure kidnapped me.." I mumbled as I looked around before I walked I tried walking to the metal door, only stopping halfway since the chain was a bit short.

I turned around when I immediately felt a presence behind me.

Feeling my eyes turn into slits as I backed away from them. Hearing the figure laughed in amusement.

"I'm surprised how fast it triggers your power even with the slightest change.. Fascinating."

His voice.. He sounds so familiar, yet I don't even know him, or in fact, even met him. Deja vu..?

"Who are you and why am I here!?" I yelled, it was very uncomfortable for me to yell since I don't exactly yell that much often.

But I pushed that discomfort away as I growled at him. "Where is my dragon?!" I yelled again, fury suddenly appeared on my worried expression.

"Oh... Your dragon? He was very annoying and aggressive. So, sadly for you, we had to take him away." He replied with a sadistic smirk. Seemingly enjoying my negativity.

"You wouldn't dare, YOU WOULDN'T!!" I yelled, feeling my worry worsen as I thought about my dragon. I tried to attack him but failed doing so, and ended up getting pulled by the chain that was wrapped around my ankle .

"Oh yes I would." He replied with a sarcastic tone.

He looked at a specific direction, and out of curiosity, I followed his gaze.

It was another skeleton, it was the hooded dusty one. He looked tired, and obviously dusty.

His crazed eye lights were directly staring at me. Making me feel uneasy and uncomfortable.

"Dust, guard this prisoner. Make sure you don't let her get away, or else you're getting a punishment." The figure said as the hooded skeleton nodded, mumbling an ".. ok boss..." Before the figure disappeared, leaving me alone with the hooded skeleton.

I felt tensed and uneasy, I miss my home.. I wonder how my aunt would react if I'm not in the house...

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(At this point this whole story was rewritten. Which is true.)

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