The Other Side Of Me [Sequel to Faen's Child]

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

He woke up to find himself in binds and worried eyes looking at him. It took him a moment to remember exactly what had just happened, before realization struck him. No wonder his head ached. This was the first time in a few hundred years that he had seen daylight.

The first time he could feel sunlight against his skin. He forced his weak body tumbling limply from the chair he was sitting on, falling heavily to the floor. No one made a move to help him as he grovelled and dragged himself to the window, towards light.

Distantly, he reminded himself of a plant, starving for light, and growing where towards the light was. With wrists and ankles bound by tight rope, he could only drag himself up by leaning heavily against the window, the warmth of the sunlight basking on his skin –extracting a sigh from him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, clearing his mind.

Yes, he had not expected for the Faens to understand so quickly that he had been the one doing fault. Perhaps he had underestimated the Faens. Perhaps Raun’s communication with his sister wasn’t as bad as he thought.

“It has been a few hundred years, since I lasted breathed day’s air, Faen’s Child.” He spoke regally, his back on the Faens that shared the office with him. This place was unexplored –he had not been here with control of his body. Perhaps Raun knew something about this place…

The Headmaster’s Office.

“And when have you last breathed night’s air, then?” The Faen’s Child’s voice was cold and formal, polite and enquiring. It was as if she knew who she was dealing with. He turned around and studied each other people sharing the same space as he.

There were three other Faens apart from the Faen’s Child and one vampire. Individually, he took his time to scan them over with his power, the guy of the fire giving the most obvious reaction at his power assault. He smirked at that adverse reaction, glad that he had done something to make a Faen like him squirm.

“Why? Do you truly not know, or are you just pretending, waiting to get an answer from me? Nevertheless, I shall submit to your questioning. Yes, what you thought was right. It was me yesterday.” He leaned against the window despite his bound hands and ankles –looking perfectly languid. The sunlight reflected from his brilliant white hair, and he saw his reflection on a shiny surface of one of the trophies lined up on the shelves.

“What is your name?” The Faen’s Child did not even look a single bit surprised while the other Faens gasped and looked at each other, as if not understanding. The vampire only placed a hand on the Faen’s Child’s shoulder, either to take support from her, or to give her support.

“Rayen. But before this, I was Cyrial. Before I was Cyrial, I was The Dark Doppelganger.”

One of the Faens gasped loudly, and he turned to see the man of the water element taking a step back. He met the eyes of that Faen, surprised at the sudden adverse reaction. Surely this Faen didn’t know about his existence? How could it be? But what could make him give such a reaction?

“You. You know about the Dark Doppelganger?”

The guy of the fire took a step forwards, slamming a palm on the desk to show exactly how pissed off he was.

“I don’t know about what the Dark Doppelganger is, but I do know that you, Raun Alveron, are taking the joke too far!”

There was another flash in the Faen’s Child’s eyes, and then the man froze up.

“Logan, back off. Let me talk to him. I will explain things later.” She spoke up, and the man backed off quickly without protest.

“What exactly are you trying to achieve?”