Chapter 4: Work in progress

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Kenna's POV: 

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Kenna's POV: 

The light pushed me back into the cell doors with so much force that the air was knocked out of me. Everything was white, I could not see anything besides the color white. My ears were ringing, they hurt a lot. Can't I get a break? I have been hurt so many times in a short period of time that I don't even remember half of them. 

Seriously, why can't they for once believe me when I say I do not know what they are talking about or who they are referring to. This is just sad at this point. I am going to end up dead before anyone can figure out what is going on. The white light started fading and I was starting to hear again. When I finally had my senses back I could see the enchantress and she had turned paled. She looked like she was going to collapse any minute. 

"How?" She asked me with a tone of disbelief. I looked at her and just shrugged because I did not know what to tell. 

"How can you stay in that form after I have casted a spell on you to reveal your true form?" She asked me. 

"Like I have been saying since I don't know... since the beginning! I do not know! One second I was in some cabins in the woods then they started to burn and then some random ass guy shows up out of nowhere and brings me here. He said something about Fire Nation or some circle." I said to the enchantress. I sighed, maybe this time she will believe me. 

"Okay... say I believe everything that you just said, I would still need an explanation as to how you were able to resist the spell." Said the enchantress. 

"That's the thing I did not resist your spell. I would not know how to resist the spell on the first place. Whatever you think I am, let me just tell you that you are wrong. I have always looked like this." I said to her. When she heard me say that I have always looked like this her eyes widen. 

"That's not possible! You must have done something to your face!" She exclaimed. 

"With what money? I'm an orphan! I don't even have money for food, where would I find enough money to change my face?" I asked her with a sarcastic tone. Seriously these people do not listen.

"You mean to tell me that you have always looked like this?" She asked me once again. 

"For the whatever time this is YES! YES I HAVE ALWAYS LOOKED LIKE THIS!" I all but screamed. She looked at me and then at the man and woman. 

"She will come with me. Something is not right about this girl. It is impossible for her to look this way." Said the enchantress. Then she did a weird jester with her hands and some hand cuffs appeared around my wrists. 

"Come along." Said the enchantress towards me. 

"Mario and María clean up this mess before you go." Said the enchantress to the man and woman that I know are Mario and María. 

I followed the enchantress out of the dungeon that I was apparently in. The only light in this dungeon came from the torches but it was still pretty dark. The enchantress seemed to float, her feet never touched the ground. I guess that gave her an even more surreal image. 

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