Out of Time ❧ Kai Parker ✓

Chapter One

Prison world some day back in the early Mikealson days.

I open my eyes to see the night sky with the moon shining casting the only light into my room. I swing my legs off of the bed as I sit up.

That's odd, I think to myself. It was just mid-day, I was talking with my mother after I brought back Henrik. Then it hit me. There was a force that came over me, an evil energy that made me kill him. I brought his body back and blamed his death on the wolves, my mother, of course, saw right through my lie. She took me to the room where we practice magic and she did a spell.

She sent me here, where ever here is.

I stand up and walk towards the room that leads out to the hallway. When I reach the door, I turn back to look at the other bed in the room, Niklaus is not there.

I shrug it off thinking that he might be painting or something. I exit the room and head to the kitchen, expecting to see some sort of life in there. But there was no one.

My evil mother sent to a prison world.

I've heard about them. I've overheard my parents talking about them, but I thought they were just making it up to scare us. I never thought my mother would've so heartless that she would send her own daughter to prison.

For the first time in my life, I lean against the hallway wall and sink down to the ground, I break down and cry. I cry for not being strong enough to overcome the darkness that took over me. I cry because I was a terrible daughter and sister. And here my brother, Nik, isn't here to comfort me like he usually is.

I allow myself a moment of weakness before I collect myself and stand up, determined to find a way out. I go to my parent's bedroom, knowing that my mother keeps her grimore by her side of the bed.

I open the door that leads to the room and notice how empty it is, how empty the entire world is, without them in it.

I walk over to the nightstand by her side and the book lies on it. It was a leather bound book, nothing to fancy. It's a book of spells, which of course I glance through looking for a spell on how to get out.

I let out a sigh of annoyance when I only find a spell to create one. Since this book is my mothers and she wrote these spells there is no other prison world. Mine is the only one.

I do find a spell that catches my eyes. It's a spell for the prison world to change every few hundred years. So even though I'm not in the real would I will still get to see the world change.

Without a second thought I start chanting the Latin phrase. As I say the spell I can feel the magic inside of me move around.

When I finish the spell I open my eyes and think of a way to spend the rest of eternity. The only thing that I could think of was travel the world.

To my relief, my horse was in the prison world. I had a way to travel faster than on foot. I quickly grab a bag to keep some food in, as well as food for Rikash, my horse. I also grab a jug and run to the river and fill it up with water.

I get on the horse and we run off into the world that is unknown to me. It is just me and him in this world, and I know that he too will leave me. 

.............

Days have passed and I have no idea where I am but I keep on riding. I ride for hours, in some unknown direction. The sun is now fallen, casting shadows on the world. With the absent of the sun, the cold creeps in.

I let out a sigh before I get off of the house and try to look for wood so that I could make a fire. But it is dark, and I could barely see a thing.

I gather enough sticks and logs to make a small fire. So that is what I do. I go back to where Rikash is and build a fire.

I feel a spark of joy when I see the first flame come off of the sticks that I am rubbing together. After I get the fire started, I walk up to Rikash and grab my bag. I grab an apple and give it to him. He gladly takes it, and I turn back to the fire that is now bigger than I wanted.I start to panic.

I'm going to burn down the whole forest!

I quickly just grab the jug I had that was filled with water and toss the water on the fire. It sizzles but it does not go out.

I try my best to figure out a way to stop the fire before it consumes the whole forest and everything in it. But while I was busy thinking, I thought I was far enough away, the flames spread to where I am standing and is starting to crawl up my legs.

I let out a cry of pain as the flames tear at my skin. I can smell the smoke and the smell of my burning flesh.

At least I won't be alone anymore. I can finally be at peace, and maybe I'll see Henrik again and I can apologize to him. With that in mind, I smile despite the excruciating pain.

I can no longer hear the world, just the crackles of the flames. I can feel my lungs burning as I gasp for air. I can feel myself start to sleep away.

Fear creeps its way into my head, but I quickly try to push it away with the thought of see my brother again. My legs are giving out and I sink to the ground.

This is the end.

I let out a soft laugh as I think about my mom not thinking about me dying inside of the prison world.

That was the last thought I had before the world was consumed by the darkness.