Reincarnation

Prologue

"Where is he?"

The assailant cooed softly leaning close to Crawford's face. Crawford felt a cold chill run down his spine as those luminous silver eyes loomed closer, filled with complete lunacy, thrill and exhilaration.

"I Don't know!! I've never met this kid in my life!"

Another wave of the unimaginable agony ran through his body making his throat raw with screaming and red spots to dance in front of his eyes. Crawford's head hung as he tried to suck in air into his aching lungs.

"Please" he croaked. "I don't know! i don't know where he is!"

"When did you last see him?"

Crawford made a useless attempt in freeing himself from the bonds tying him firmly to a tree trunk. He shook his head trying to focus. Deciding the truth was the only he could stop the pain with he blurted out "Almost- almost six years ago! But he left! Alistair left -"

Crawford's scream echoed in the deep dark forest they were in, as a knife seared his abdomen.

"Don't utter his name with your filthy mouth" The assailant said his voice cold.

Crawford sobbed. "My wife- my kids-they're waiting for me! Please!!"

"Do you abuse them too? Like you abused him?

"Wh-wh-what-??" 

 "You heard me"

"I-I don't know what-"

The assailants laugh was just as enchanting as his face. In the bright moonlight which reflected off the assailants demeanor Crawford could make out a pale face with proportioned features to go with those eerie eyes of his attacker.

"You don't know what i'm talking about?" His attacker mocked. "What about other- You know what? It doesn't matter. What matters is you don't know where he is."

His attackers ethereal face almost looked normal as he pouted, cocking his head to a side.

"Yes.... Yes! That's right! I don't know! So i can leave, right? You'll let me go,right?"

"Not likely. By the way, your yapping is a severe turn off."

"Please. PLEA-"

The rest of his words were cut off by a blood curdling that tore through the forest- a scream that Crawford knew was his own. Crawford felt his flesh sizzling just as the smell of burning flesh wafted in the air.

"For the Love of God!!"shrieked Crawford but it was too late.

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

"There's no God here. Just me."