Devils Of The Sun

TWENTY THREE

"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken."
― Oscar Wilde

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North's P.O.V 

I felt like I was drowning underwater, I could feel my heart beating, but I couldn't breathe at all like my lungs were closed off completely. I then opened my eyes and saw water all around me, and I was floating barely off the ground. 

I looked around and saw nothing but wide space, I then thought I saw something in the distance, and without even thinking, I reached out, but as soon as my arm was extended, I heard a voice call out, "NORTH!!" 

Then my eyes opened again, but my vision was blurry this time, but once my eyes cleared, I saw I was in a room, laying on a bed, no longer deep underwater. I then slowly sat up and blinked a few times and looked around. I wasn't in the throne room anymore, they must have taken me here after I passed out. 

It was a very basic and simple room with little to no furniture and decor, so nothing to really point out in my opinion. I swallowed and quickly got out of the bed, then I realized I was wearing different clothes than before. My jeans were gone and replaced with brown pants, and my blue polo shirt was changed into a weird medieval nightshirt thing. 

I had no shoes or anything, just these odd clothes, I then began to walk towards the door, but my left ankle was suddenly yanked back harshly, I gasped and regain my balance, I then looked behind me and saw that my foot was chained to the bed frame, great. 

I sighed, at least it wasn't silver this time, I then sat down back onto the bed, since I can't go anywhere, might as well take a minute to think. I don't know how long it's been since I passed out, but from what I can remember is very overwhelming.

That creepy old guy just gave me a small piece showing who I was before this world. I've calmed down so it's not that much of a panic thing now. I frowned, just when I thought a simple answer about my past would solve everything, it just creates more and more questions. I leaned over and laid my forehead on my palms. 

Anger was begging to consume me, along with confusion, sadness, and loneliness. I was angry because of all this chaos surrounding my life, confused by my past and current state, sad for many reasons, and lonely because there is no one out there like me, and I can't ask for help when it comes to my problems. 

Then suddenly the door opened, but I didn't need to lift my head to know who it was, the creepy old guy. I heard his light chuckle as he sat down in the only chair in the room across from my bed, "Having a hard time?" he questioned, but I didn't give him the satisfaction of answering, but that only seemed to make him more amused. 

"Sorry about the chain, It's just a small precaution, nothing personal I can assure you" He spoke in a cheery voice, but I didn't buy it for a second. There is something very off and strange about this guy, and I know I can't trust him at all. 

"I just wanted to come and check on you, you've been sleeping for a few hours so.." his voice drifted off, guess he finally noticed I wasn't and will NOT respond. I could practically feel the frustration radiating off him, but he kept calm, impressive. 

"I know this isn't the ideal situation, but I'm trying to make it better for everyone, so please, throw me a bone here" He begged with false understanding, I then sighed and looked up, staring right into his eyes making him smile, his yellow teeth still as cracked as ever. 

He leaned back in satisfaction, "You should be more polite boy" he began, "After all, I've done for you" he shook his head in disappointment. At this point I couldn't help it, I had to ask him something to ease my confusion, "And what have you done for me exactly?" I spoke with a harsh tone, "Besides kidnap me and put my pack in danger of course". 

He chuckled, "No need to get worked up kid-" I then cut him off by standing, "No, I'm gonna get worked up, you tore me away from my family, took me to some random place-" I threw my hands up in frustration, "-Hurt my mate, showed me some weird memories and chained me to a bedpost!!" 

As I've mentioned before, I was beyond pissed at this point, I just want to go home and have a semi-normal life with my family and mate, is that too much to ask!? 

"So yeah, I have every right to be angry and pissed off, cause when some psychopath kidnaps you, you tend to lose your shit!" 

His smirk then fell and turned into a harsh frown, his eyes also went dark and he leaned forward in a threatening way, did I hurt his ego or something?, "You still have a lot to learn about your past boy, so pay attention with what I tell you next" he spoke just as harshly as I did, but I reluctantly did as told and paid attention to the old man. "

"I saved your damn life boy and gave you something others would kill and masquer for, so next time I come in here, I expect more gratitude" He sneered and quickly got up and began walking towards the door, but before he could leave he turned and faced me again. 

He smirked once more, 

"OH and by the way kid, my name is Demetri, think over that" 

Demetri...?