Some are cursed and others are destined.

Chapter Two

Ryan woke up in a white room strapped down with tubes hooked into his skin drawing blood from his body.

He tried to show no fear seeing that there was a camera watching him.

He thought of his mother who probably thought he was at school or hanging out with friends.

He should probably call or text her soon before she worries.

He soon got lost in thought but tried to not cry after thinking about the fire that killed his friend, Heather, but the same one he survived from.

Of course, people were blaming him for it when he just found out that he was related to a prince who just died. *A/N The prince is a prince of magic and England.*

He was thrown out of his thoughts by a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes.

He realized this was the girl he saved from captors after him.

He had been running from a demon they sent after him.

It would never stop until ordered not to.

She asked him a question but he didn't hear it because as she undid the straps and he jumped out of bed.

He basically collapsed right next to the bed.

She rolled her eyes and helped him up. "You know, you should be resting not standing."

She helped to the bed and made him lay down.

"You can't boss me around if you knew who I am. Well, who I was... I kinda ran away....." He trailed off getting lost in thought again.

She smiled. It seemed like fireworks took off and exploded.

Then, a deep, cold voice asked, "What do we have here?"