Cure | jaeyong

3 | Cursed

Chapter Three - Cursed

Taeyong's head was spinning as he slowly regained consciousness. He could hear people speaking around him before he opened his eyes. He recognised both of the voices.

"This is the man who killed me" One speaks bitterly. "It was really unpleasant. I mean I've had my stomach ripped out before but Jaehyun, choking on your own tongue is awful."

Taeyong slowly opens his eyes, blinking quickly to adjust to the bright light which is shining down on him. The light is immediately turned off as the others notice that he has woken up.

The older is quick to move into a seated position as he realises he doesn't recognise his surroundings.

The man who came to his apartment earlier hold his hands behind his back as he watches the older, an amused look upon his face. Beside him stands...

The blue haired male which Taeyong killed earlier.

"Where am I?" Taeyong exclaims, looking at these two people in pure horror.

"You're being experimented on, we are warlocks who are trying learn more about the anatomy of a powerful individual" The blue haired male explains as he gestures to the older's stomach.

Taeyong tilts his head and lets out a scream as he sees his stomach has been cut open. He can see his intestines, his blood is rapidly pouring out of his open wound.

"That's enough, Jungwoo" Jaehyun states harshly.

A huff in annoyance emits from the blue haired's mouth as he mutters something beneath his breath. Taeyong watches, horrified as he sees his stomach is in one piece again, his shirt hugging his small frame once more.

"He's angry about how you killed him, he can manipulate the mind into seeing things which aren't really there. So I suggest you be careful" Jaehyun states softly as he takes a couple steps towards the older who is still seated on the bed.

"Why am I here?" He asks.

"We are going to help you learn to control your powers, that way you won't hurt anyone" Jaehyun speaks, his tone is warm and comforting.

Much unlike the blue haired male who has only worked to scare Taeyong.

Taeyong wishes the man would just die for good. The blond haired male beside him chuckles as though he heard the older's thoughts.

"Wish as much as you want, but dear old Jungwoo can't die. That was his curse when he was born into this world." Jaehyun says.

Taeyong has so many questions he wants to ask, yet he doesn't know what to ask first. He settles for this, "What do you mean curse?"

Jungwoo answers, interrupting the light haired male.

"When a child is born, they are either cursed or normal. The cursed are more commonly known as witches and warlocks I guess. But we don't think we are lucky at all. We are cursed to an eternity of being different."

"Each person is cursed differently" Jaehyun speaks up again. "Some are born with it, others only come into their power once they reach a certain age."