Chapter 1
Kai's POV
"Kai run! Don't look back! GO!"
I watch as a younger version of myself flees from the soon to be ruins of my home, leaving my parents with my grandfather, trusting their words even though I didn't understand at such a young age.
A gunshot stops me in my tracks, shortly followed by another. I stand frozen in fear, unsure of what I should do next.
I waste too much time as I am snatched from behind by a pair of strong arms. No matter how much I squirm and struggle I remain in his arms.
"Hurry up and sedate the brat already!" a gruff voice grunts.
Not understanding what he meant I didn't increase my struggles so when I felt a prick in my arm I gasped in shock.
My world slowly faded and I blacked out in that cold grasp that I would soon become too familiar with.
When I awoke I found myself strapped to a hard, cold table. Panic jolted through me, I frantically tugged at the cold iron holding me captive.
"Its no use" a chilling voice informed outside my restricted vision.
I heard footsteps approach the table and a painfully bright light was shone in my eyes blinding me temporarily.
"Let's see how well you react to this" the voice said with barely concealed excitement.
Another prick is felt and suddenly my entire body flares with excruciating pain making me thrash and wither within my restraints. All I could hear were my screams of agony and a deep chilling laugh vibrating in my ears.
The pain intensified shocking me to my very core.
Normal POV
Kai jolted awake with screams still on his lips which he luckily managed to silence.
Gazing around the room he realised that no one awoke due to his screams and for that he is thankful. The shaken teen released his withheld breathe, and wiped the cold sweat off his clammy hands. Once his heart rate returned to normal he ventured to crawl out of bed and stand on his unstable legs, staggering to the door for much required fresh air.
With one last glance to his roommate, Kai closes the door quietly.
In the darkness golden orbs slowly opened conveying their worry for the retreating figure.
