Chapter 2

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A short " I love you guys" slipped from my mouth before I was carried into the air. I hung low beneath, who I was certain was Claiborne, as he flew for what felt like two hours and then I was dropped onto something soft. I came to my senses and realized where I was, I was in his house. I got up to see where he had gone but no one was in sight. I started to question if it was even him in the first place. I eyed his house in admiration, it had a large interior but his color scheme reminded me of death. There were no pictures of anyone one else but my family, that didn't bother me considering they had history but then I saw a safe with someone's name on it. Curiosity got the best of me and I went to open it when a husky growl came from behind me.

"I wouldn't touch that if I we're you"

I turned around expected to be flabbergasted by his appearance and indeed I was. He was indescribably handsome and wore very fancy clothes. I seemed to have been a little elf the way my head met his elbows. His skin bore the color of raw flesh and his eyes were a dull indigo hue. His shinny, jet black hair brushed against his shoulders and curled at the tips. He wore a beige jacket suit with a purple scarf and a locket identical to the one my mother sported.

"What do you want with me bastard!" I questioned miserably

"I am sure your mother made mention of our history together" he spoke calmly

"Yea and I know it has nothing to do with me" 

"You see that is where your wrong, your mother lied to me, she betrayed me when I loved her, she took that privilege of  me loving her and wasted it, and it would only be fair I take something so dear to her, don't you think?"

I knew better than to say something and regret it later so I'd just remain silent and looked away from his piercing glare. I was sure he would just torture me and call it mother's fault but it seemed as if he was keeping me safe.

"I hope you like fish" he said

A slight grin spread across his face showing his pearly white teeth. I fastened my eyes to examine his incisors but he quickly covered his smile with his scarf. He grabbed my hand and carried my into his dinning room where the table had been already set.

"Have a seat"

He couldn't help but flash a grin while holding out a chair for me to sit. I cautiously sat down.

'There is no way in hell I am eating this', I thought to myself, seeing the half raw fish laying on my plate glaring right at me. There hadn't seem to be any attempt of trying to even cook the fish and I was pretty much convinced that this was all just a joke.

"Your not hungry?" He inquired

"Um no" I scoffed 

"Well you have to eat something"

He handed me an apple stretching over the fish which he hand drained and consumed. That made me sick to my stomach.

"I'd rather get some rest," I said "where should I sleep?"

"I will show you"

We went up a flight of stairs and walked a while down an empty hallway until he showed me a room with nothing but, a small mattress which layed on the floor and a night light. I went in and threw myself onto the mattress. All I could think about were possible ways to get myself out of here.

"So now you live here," he said "do anything but don't go into the back room, for now welcome to Gylvian"

I had a plan set in the back of mind. In the night I would climb through the window in my room and run away, asking anyone I could for help. Sleeping was never easy for me without Koshii but I fell asleep in an instant.


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"Good morning!"

"Morning?" I questioned in terror

'Had I missed my chance to escape this horrid place?,  you mean I had been so encapsulated with rehearsing my escape plan that I'd forgotten about trying to actually live up to that expectation. Was I stuck in my mother's mistake?, how would I get out of this world now.'

I have always been know to panic for the simplest things and make anxiety get the best of me but I couldn't help it,  I was in strange territory with a potential threat and no possible idea of how to get back home. Or would I just give in to my weaknesses and stay with this lunatic forever.

What was I going to do?

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