The Awakening

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"Auberns POV"

You wake up to the constriction of your wrists and ankles, the tightness of your lungs with each breath and the pain of the cold sharp wind hitting your bare skin. you open your eyes, but its very smoggy and most of the objects in sight are a blur. You try to get your hands out of the ropes but all it does is burn your skin.

You try to scream but your mouth is too dry.

You hear footsteps get gradually louder coming behind you.

"It's nice to finally see you"

They come around and you see her, she is a beautiful with piercing green eyes and deathly pale skin.

"Do you remember me?"

"No" you reply.

She grabs your throat just below your chin and leans your head back.

"Let go of me bitch!"

"That's no way to talk to your mother!" She hisses.

"You are not my mother!"

"Oh but I am"

"My mothers dead, she died when I was young"

"I bet grandma Jane made you think so, didnt she? Oh has she been hiding how special you are too?"

"She was just trying to protect me!"

" Well how did that work for her?"

"Stop!"

"I will help you embrace what you are!"

"I don't even know what I am !"

"You must have an idea"

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