Nick
When Nick woke up the first thing that flooded his mind was pain. Extreme and overbearing. There was voices in the room but it all seemed to be foreign to him. The voices became louder and only increased in volume until he couldn't think anymore. Then pain intensified growing as the voice in his head did. Then all of a sudden it was gone. The pain and the voice.
When Nick opened his eyes he discovered he was in a Spartan style room, with only a bowl of water, a small tote bed he was lying on, and a candle that rested on a stool. There was no window and only one exit, which was locked.
"Hello can anyone hear me?" he asked banging on the door. No one answered.
"Zara, Devon, Issie are you out there?" Nothing.
Getting angry now Nick hit the door with his fist sending a sharp pain running up his arm and causing him to fall back over.
"I really wouldn't do that if I was you." came a voice.
"Who said that?" again he met with only silence. Nick temper was getting better of him. He had no idea where he was or how he even got there or where his friends are and most importantly if Zara was ok. Did the pixie king capture them, has Zara already become his queen. The thought made his stomach twist.
"Where am I?"
"Can you really not figure it out little Wer?" the voice mocked him this time, only it seemed closer then what is was before.
"Who are you? Whose there?"
"Such a stupid little Wer."
"Shut up and show yourself!" Nicks body shuddered in anger. He wanted to ask this thing (whatever it was) where he was, but now he also wanted to rip the thing in half while doing it.
" You Wer's get riled up to easily." Nick spun around to find a very tall boy standing beside him. "Honestly now I'm here for two minutes and your already to rip out my throat."
Nick lunged at the boy and pinned him down against the wall. "Where the Hell am I and Who the hell are you?"
"Well well aren't we a feisty one." the boy laughed, "But I can be feisty too" Nick felt a sharp pain in his stomach making him release the boy from his grasp. Then before he had time to respond the boy grabbed both of his arms and twisted them behind his back before bringing Nick down to the floor.
"I think we should get things straight here" he said as Nick struggled in vain to get out of his grip. "I don't take orders from you so if you are going to ask me a question it better be after or followed by a "please". Something like 'Oh great and wise one will you please answer my question although it is of no importance to you?,'" the boy twisted Nick arms back until the pain was so great he was sure it was about to pop, then they released and Nick was no longer pinned to the floor.
"But since you are new here I will answer your rude question and let this slide." the boy lifted Nick up and with out effort tossed him to his bed on the other side of the room. "So as for where you are and who I am, my name is Loki and welcome to Valhalla," then the boy disappeared.
