-Patrick's POV-
It was around 1000 A.D, when I met Elizabeth McCormack. I was young about the age of 17 maybe 18. My sister Charlotte had finally made a friend in the local village, my mother was thrilled that Charlotte had finally made a friend.
-1000 A.D, Vikings-
Women danced around the fire and laughed as the villagers clapped their hands. My eyes had landed on a beautiful woman, her brown hair was braided on one side as she danced with Charlotte.
"Go ask her to dance,brother" says my older brother Nikai.
So I did.
-End-
I woke up to be chained. Elizabeth was standing in front of me.
"Miss me?" She asked.
"Elizabeth?" I questioned.
"The one and only....Well sort of"
She ripped my shirt open and I smirked, Elizabeth picked up a knife and started to cut into my chest.
"I thinks it better if you hang me upside down, so that way I bleed out more" I said.
"I'm perfectly capable of inflicting pain, thank you very much" she said and stabbed me right in the rib.
I groaned.
Pain didn't affect me that much, after 1000 years of scars, you get used to it.
"You truly do love her, consider me jealous" she seethed and stabbed me repeatedly.
And then everything went black, but not before I heard Elizabeth say.
"I've always loved you, Patrick"
And then everything went black.
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