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Okay first of all, thank you guys for over 500 reads! Second of all, this chapter is, well it's pretty dark so if you're very very very sensitive for blood or *cough cough* torture, I suggest you scroll past this chapter. Don't worry tho, I will explain this chapter at the end of the chapter so you don't miss any important information! :)

Galadriel's pov:

Darkness, that's the only thing I saw, making it hard for me to see a damn thing.

I stood up from the ground I was laying on, my body feeling weak as if it's life was sucked out of it. (What the hell happened, or is happening?)

I examined the room I was standing in, if you can call it a room. It looked more like a hell hole, I recognised it, but I don't know why.

I heard someone whimper, I turned my body towards the direction where the sound came from.

Suddenly the lights turned on, it was not much, it only revealed the centre of the room and that was enough.

I stood in shock, I recognised the room now, far too well.

I looked around once again, but unfortunately this time I could see the room clearly. My gaze stopped on a young man, he was soaked in blood.
He was chained to a chair, I knew the man...

It was Mark.

He seemed not to notice me.

"Mark?" I asked

No answer.

I walked towards him, touching the chains that hold him to the chair. But to my horror, my hand went right through the chains. "What the hell?" I whispered to myself. I removed my hand away, still confused.

(I need to get him out of here, and fast, but how.) I looked at my hand still shocked.

I walked towards a table covered with weird tools and tried to pick up a screwdriver. Surprisingly, I could pick it up. (So what didn't let me touch those chains?)

Suddenly, I heard a door slam open. I backed away in a dark corner, not knowing what to do.

A bright light came from the doorway, revealing a tall feminine person. It was me, but different.

"Mark? You're awake?" I heard the other me say. Mark remained silent. "Hmm that's a shame, Jack talked back and that was fun. You just a little more um, a little push? But lucky you, I like a challenge." The other me continued, while she walked right past me towards the table with the weird tools.

"Let's see, Mark how is it going to be today? The hard way or the easy way?" She asked mark, it sent shivers down my spine to see this version of me.

"S-screw you!" Mark yelled/whispered. "Ah there we go, hard way it is!" She said as she picked up the screwdriver. "I don't think we used this one before, am I right?" She let out a soft chuckle.

Suddenly I heard a loud scream, I, I mean she dug the screwdriver into Mark's hand, making blood escaping the veins and spilling out. I wanted to ran towards Mark and punch the other me in her guts, but I couldn't move, like literally couldn't move. I was being stopped by an invisible wall. (Shit what is this?!) I thought.

"Stop! Don't hurt him!" I said as I slammed my fists against the wall.

"Shut up, you're not fighting me now! I'm busy!" The other me screamed to herself. "I don't have much time before this little lamb passes out!" She turned her gaze towards me, angrily putting forefinger against her pale, cold lips. "I'll deal with you later!"
I backed away, I knew what she meant with with 'dealing'.

"Who are you talking to?" Mark asked soft and confused

"Now where were we Mark? Oh yeah, I remember!" She said while she dugged the screwdriver deeper into Mark's hand. "You son of a bitch!" Mark yelled. "Well that turns the mood!" Other me responded while she tossed and turned the screwdriver. Then she pulled it out of Mark's hand, it was fully covered with blood, but the blood was blackish. (Ezekai blood) I thought as I watched the scene in fear.

"You see mark, I don't like my mom being called a bitch, me being called a man, I can live with that! But" she swung her fists against Mark's cheek "never" and again at his other cheek "call my mother" she grabbed a knife from the table, and dug it right into Mark's stomach, blood spilling all over it "a bitch! You understand?" She asked still 'furious'. Mark nodded weakly, his blood loss the cause of it. He head lowered as a sign he'd passed out.

"Oh no not now Mark, I had so much planned for us today!" She said while she removed the knife from the poor man's stomach. "Damn it!" She yelled furiously.

"You!" She turned towards me pointing her finger like a small child "You distracted me!" She continued yelling. "It wasn't my fault, you messed up." I cried back.

"Well it doesn't matter anymore." She snapped her fingers, the wall I was leaning on disapeared, making me lose my balance.

She swung the door open with nothing more than her magic.

"Alright I'll count from ten, you will hide as the best you c-" I interrupted her with punching her into her guts. She felt on her knees. "No, this is how it's going to be, you're listening to me now" I said as I swung my fist against her head. "You have no power over me, and you'll never will have." I grabbed her by her throat, seeing her looking at me in fear "H-how? This is a dream this wasn't supposed to happen. You're supposed to hide I was going to find you, and making you go insane, making you an full Ezekai" her appearance changed into a man's that I despit the most.

"Isaac" I said, my words filled with hatred. "Well hello Galadriel, missed me, sorry for giving my plan away so quick" he said with a devilish smile. "Where's Phil?" I asked, not going in on him. "Oh no no, not yet, I'll tell nothing." He chuckled with trouble. "Remember who's being hold by the throat" I said. "And you remember that this isn't real" he said, and with that everything faded into nothing.

"It's time for you to wake up, Galadriel."

So first I will explain the chapter for who needs that.

Galadriel wakes up in the torture room she spent a long being tortured or torturing others herself. She sees Mark chained to a chair and tries to help him, bit her hand went right through Mark and the chains, not allowing her to help or free him. Suddenly a door opens and she sees and evil version of herself. The chapter goes forward as Mark is being tortured by the evil version of Galadriel. Galadriel tries to stop it from happening but is stopped by an invisible wall so she can't do anything. Mark says something that pisses the 'evil!Gale' off and because her rough tactic of blowing off some steam (on Mark), Mark passes out. Now the 'evil!Gale' turns her attention towards Galadriel making her hide somewhere so she can find her and making her go insane, but because Galadriel punches her in her stomach, the plans change. Now when Galadriel has her hands on the evil version's throat, the tables are turned. Out of fear, the evil version changes her appearance, revealing that it was Isaac's mind trick all along. Isaac tells Galadriel his plan to planning her to go insane and be a full Ezekai again, sending Galadriel on the wrong trail. The chapter ends with Isaac saying that it's time for Galadriel to wake up, referring to that it was just a dream.

So that's that.

And I wanted to thank you peeps again for over a 500 reads! That's insane! I started this story just for fun, not expecting anyone to read tbh. But thank you guys for everything, and I'm giving the best wishes to you guys! (Apparently, we have the best wishes here in the Netherlands...)