A Royal Rescue

Hey! I Locked These Memories Away for a Reason

All of this is a flashback, that's why it's in italics. Okay! Enjoy!

Logan walked carefully through the dungeon. He was given a job to free all of the magical creatures Samael Black imprisoned and then kill Black. He doesn't know who gave him this job, but that was normal.

He knocked out every guard that was in the dungeon and had released all of the magical creatures so far. Only one more cell.

He heard sniffling from behind the metal door. He carefully picked the lock and the sniffling stopped. The poor creature must be terrified.

The lock clicked and Logan opened the door, he peered inside and saw the creature. It was a boy!? Black imprisoned a little kid!? Logan saw the terrified boy stare at him with horror, he stared with purple eyes. It was a young witch.

"Hey," Logan cooed gently, "hey, it's okay. I'm here to get you out of here. You won't be hurt anymore."

Logan walked forward with his hands up, as he moved forward the smell of blood became stronger.

The boy held his arms in front of his face and curled up. He whimpered in fear as Logan walked forward.

Logan carefully took his arm and the boy flinched hard, letting out a sob.

"I'm sorry, I'll be careful. I'm not here to hurt you, I just need to get these chains off of you," Logan whispered.

"P-please... I don't wanna... don't hurt me..." the boy whimpered, tears falling down his face and he gasped for breath.

"Hey look at me, I promise I won't hurt you. I'm here to save you, I need you to breathe. Breathe in for four seconds, one, two three, four. Now hold for seven." Logan walked him through the exercise as he worked on getting the chains off of him. He got the chains off of his wrists and ankles, now for his neck.

The young witch seemed a lot calmer now. Logan smiled at him.

"I'm going to need to get the chain off your neck, then we'll leave."

"Wh-what's going to happen to me?" the boy asked.

"Do you know your family?"

"No, I don't know anyone. Only m-master."

Logan felt anger grow in his chest, humans were horrible to do things like this to innocent creatures. He hid his anger well, speaking calmly, "He isn't your master. There's some trees a few miles from here, stay there and wait for me to come back. Do you think you can walk that far yourself?"

"I-I can't walk. My leg hurts a lot and I don't have enough magic to heal it. Master steals my magic from me, leaving only enough so my magic could grow back."

Logan took a look at the boy's legs and noticed deep cuts in them and the boy's feet.

"Don't call him that, call him Black. He is not your master, he is a cruel man."

"I'm sorry," the boy sobbed, afraid he upsetted the man in front of him.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's not your fault, you're going to be okay." Seeing the boy like this made Logan want to kill Black. He worked on picking the lock that was on the chain. "Okay, I'll take you to the trees. Hide there, I need to come back here so I can finish my job, then I'll come back."

"What are you going to do?"

Logan wiped his tears away, "You don't need to worry about it. I'll come back for you and I'll take you somewhere safe."