Chapter 5- Antorn

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*Antorn's POV*

"Ughhhhhh. How was I Chosen? At least this room's nice." Antorn grumbled to himself. He decided to get up and walk around outside. Opening the door, he sees Damiyen. "Ugh, it's you. What do you want?" Antorn says with obvious contempt. 

"Antorn, come with me." Damiyen tries to grab Antorn's arm, but Antorn elbows him away. 

"I can walk by myself, thank you very much."

"Okay." They walk to a spotless room, and Damiyen starts to talk again. "You are allowed to ask questions, but no questions about our location, Cortana, our Order, or the outside. That includes questions about time and the day. You cannot ask about the year either. Understood?" Antorn groans, but nods. "Good. Now, what's your favorite animal?"

"Easy. Grey wolves."

"Okay. Drink this vial. It's not a choice." Antorn sneers. 

"None of this has been my choice since I was born." he downs the vial in one gulp, and pain lanced through him. He screams, but he can't hear it anymore. His vision turns black and then red. He feels something coming out of his skull as if he was growing into something else. The pain was unimaginable. This is how I'm going to die. I will never be able to tell her how I really feel. 

"It's over, Antorn. It's done." He couldn't move. There was something wrong with his head. It was on fire (not literly, although I wish it was...), as well as his tailbone. He shakily lifted his head. 

"W-wate-r...." He rasped. Damiyen looked down at him, in pity. He snapped his fingers, and a servant gave him a cup of water. Damiyen then splashed the water onto Antorn's face. Antorn screamed with primal rage. Wasn't it enough that he had had to go through that torture? Did he have to be embarrassed too? His rage boiled over, and he could feel... something happen. He felt a long note start to vibrate in his chest, and he released it, howling in anger and pain. All his rage, agony, sadness and just a mess of feelings explode out of him into the room. When he was done, he realized that Damiyen looked.... Proud? What is going on?

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