Chapter 2: Forgotten
Logan’s Pov
She seemed to have come here voluntarily.
I thought that maybe the witches brought her here to check up on me.
But she doesn’t seem to know anything, like the fact that there is no way she is getting out of here alive.
That’s how things are, no one except for immortal beings and come out of here alive.
The Victoria witch who locked up me knew that and even sacrificed her life to lock me away.
But this little girl came here all alone and had hopes of going back home.
And prayer?
It takes a truly powerful witch to get to a place like this.
Even a powerful one needs to sacrifice her own life just to get here and lock me up.
The only way out of this place for witches is death, I watched as she started pacing around.
Her heartbeat was normal, and she didn’t seem tired or somewhat drained.
The witch that locked me up was pale by now just being in this place.
This is a prison designed for me, she made sure that no one could come in here or they die.
That’s the price of this place, you die If you come in here, but this little girl seems okay.
She might just be my ticket to get out of this place, but she doesn’t seem to know how to get back.
“You go out the same way you came in” I answered, and she frowned a little.
“well, I don’t know how I got here, I just closed my eyes, and I was here” she added.
“anyway, what Is this place and who are you?” she asked, and I thought about it.
“just like you I found myself in this place, but I am not a witch like you, so I can’t leave” I replied, and she nodded.
“two decades is a long time, you have been here for like 95% of my life” she said and then sat back down.
“let me get us out of here,” she said and closed her eyes, and I could feel the magic radiating off her.
What’s surprising is the fact that she is a witch but doesn’t know that this is a prison.
Or the fact that I am the Lycan king who has killed thousands of her people all these years.
But come to think of it, that’s exactly what that witch Victoria wanted all this time.
She said that my name would be forgotten and that people would forget that I existed.
That I will disappear, this means that the witches were taught about my existence.
Considering that she is in her early twenties it means after they locked me up she kept her word.
They didn’t talk about me at all, I disappeared from the world like she wanted.
I had no idea that what she meant to be a curse would be my ticket out of here.
if this girl doesn’t know about me and thinks I also got here the same way she did.
Then she will probably help me get away from this hell hole I have been stuck in for decades.
When I am out of here I will kill her and then come back and kill every one of their people.
I will make sure that no matter what witches become extinct in this life, I will end all of them.
First I will hunt down every single relative of that witch and I will kill them one by one.
I will make sure that they pay for the sins of their elders in the harshest way ever.
The girl groaned in frustration and then looked at me.
“I honestly can’t seem to find a way back there, how did I even get here” she said and then looked up at me with a sorry smile.
“Listen I know you have been here for years. But can you please wait for a few hours until I figure this out.
I promise you will be going back to your loved ones soon;
you must really miss them” she said with a big smile.
What is she? An idiot?
Loved ones, who choose to help some strange man she just met?
I have looked at myself in the mirror I know what I look like.
I don’t look like your typical “the boy next door” with a charming smile.
People say my blue eyes look like an angry ocean; I don’t even know how to smile.
Every time when I do it turns into a smirk because that is all I have known how to do my entire life.
Hell, let’s put my appearance aside and look at my aura, witches are very good at sensing people’s auras.
I have been killing people for centuries, so I know my aura is dark as hell.
Then how is it that this little witch can’t sense it?
She is obviously somewhat of a competent witch since she made it here.
Then how is it that she hasn’t sensed my aura yet?
How is it that even now she still hasn’t figured out that I probably don’t have loved ones waiting for me?
“OMG I am so rude, aren’t I? You have been here for years. You must be hungry” she said and then started looking through her bag.
She then took out a protein bar and some water and then gave them to me with a smile.
This is a magical prison; you don’t get sleepy, hungry, or even tired.
You just exist, with nothing but your own thoughts to keep you company.
I took them, “find us a way out of here, and then I will eat when I am finally out,” I said, and she nodded.
That’s when it clicked to me, the bag she was holding reminded me of something.
When she appeared here she was holding it for dear life.
Even her heart was beating rapidly fast like she was scared of something and wanted to run.
If my theory is correct and fear is what got her here then it will be my ticket out of here.
I got up and got closer to her.
She looked at me with a smile as if she couldn’t sense the danger coming her way.
What is wrong with this girl’s senses and instincts?
Aren’t women usually really good at sensing danger?
She just sat there looking at me as if I was her best friend coming to sit next to her.
I showed her my hand and she looked at me genuinely curious still not being able to sense the danger.
The claws came out and she then looked at me and as if it dawned to her, her face went pale.
“Now little girl, you get me out of this place, or you die” I said, and she looked at me.
That’s when I felt it, her heart was beating fast now, and I could sense her fear.
“My grandmother, if I stay here for 20 years she will probably be dead when I go out. So, I need to get out of here” she said.
what?
I threatened to kill her, and she doesn’t seem to care at all.
“come on hold my hand, we are getting out of here” she said and then held both my hands.
What the hell?
Did she just brush off my threat like its nothing?
Well now that gives me more reason to kill her when we get out of here.
She just annoys me; how can someone be this stupid?
I felt it,
I looked around and what happened that day was happening today as well.
I am finally free at last, I looked at the witch who had her eyes closed.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t seen a woman in 2 decades, but she looked really hot in this light.
Her nose started bleeding in the process, her heart started beating faintly.
Finally, the world settled, and the amazing scent of the world hit my nose.
I looked around I am back; I am back home and finally free.
I looked at the witch, her face was pale, and her nose was still bleeding.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me with a smile.
“we did it, we made it home huh” she said, and I watched her as she fell down.
I just stood there and watched her; her death would benefit me a lot actually.
That way she wont warn her kind that I escaped plus I have no reason to save her.
She is just a stupid stranger who was dump enough to rescue some guy she just met.
That prison requires a lot of magic, it’s a wonder she survived a trip there.
But I know for certain that she wouldn’t survive a trip back, especially since she had a passenger.
And the symptoms she is showing are the same as that of that witch Victoria.
The pale skin and the faint heartbeat, there is no coming back from this at all actually.
She will die very soon, even if she didn’t die I would have killed her myself.
I now have the element of surprise;
they won’t even know that I escaped, and I will erase witches from the world.
The same way they tried to make me disappear.
I will make sure that they are the ones to disappear.
I turned around and started walking away when I heard her voice.
“wait what? Please save me, I don’t want to die yet. I have so much to do, please I don’t want to die” she said, and I scoffed.
“you think I care? You can die for all I care; I was going to do you a favour and kill you quickly.
But I don’t feel like it anymore, you are going to die even if you don’t want to” I said and started walking away.
“why? Why are you letting me die after I helped you?” she asked me, and I shrugged.
“because your life isn’t important to me, but you dying benefits me a lot” I said, and she slowly opened her eyes again.
“I didn’t get to tell her, my grandmother. I didn’t tell her how my first day as a nurse was” she said with tears in her eyes.
But I noticed that she also had a smile as well as she looked at me.
“I want to tell someone before I die, I really liked it. even if I was a nurse for a day I really loved it” she said, and I rolled my eyes.
“I don’t care little girl, now shut up and die without a fuss” I said and then walked away.