AUTHOR'S NOTES: So here is the next chapter to this story. I apologize to those who were waiting for an update, I know it took long but it's finally here! I have not forgotten about this story (Get it?), the wizard heir has a special place in my heart and i have a big imagination when it comes to Seph and the others. I hope this satisfies whoever reads this cause it's like nine pages long and 4,982 words so it's long. I hope you enjoy. See you at the bottom.
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Forgotten
Chapter 4
Seph hung from his shackles; his body hurt all over, everything. There was not one spot that didn't hurt, maybe if he had to guess; his nose was a good spot for not hurting. They hadn't hit him there just yet. His head hung low, against his chest, shaking breathes racked his body. God how it hurt to breathe. Why was this happening to him, what had he done wrong? Had he angered God somehow? Was he paying for the sins he had committed? Was this some punishment for them? Or was this just a sign that no one really cared for him? Hadn't that been proven when no one came for him when he sent his letter or when no one inquired him though out this whole year? A shaking sob escaped his lips, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes; falling as if a dam had broken.
He shook his head furiously. NO! He couldn't think like that, this was what Leicester wanted! To break him; making him think that this was all his fault and that no one cared. He knew someone would come and get him! He could feel it in his bones that Jason isn't dead! He would find the Dragon and he would convince him to come and save him! He had too! These people might break his body but they would not poison his mind, he would not bend to their will. He still had his magic, he knew he was powerful, he just lacked complete control. As soon as that stupid potion wore off he would take down Leicester and his little brainless minions and be free of them for good. Yes that was it! Just keep up spirits, and don't give in to these bastards.
While Seph was busy convincing himself with positive thoughts he didn't notice Warren and Leicester walk in to the room, followed closely by Hays. While the two others waited by the door, waiting to be brought in all the way by Leicester who approached Seph with a sinister smirk on his face. He stood right in front of him with his hands in his pockets. "Are you awake Joseph?" he said with a hint of amusement in his voice. He brought one of his hands out of his pockets and grabbed the boy's hair with a sharp tug.
Seph let out a yelp as his hair was almost tugged out of his scalp. With the young boy's dirty curl in hand Leicester looked him in the eyes. Tears gathered in the corners of Seph's eyes again but this time he refused to let them fall. He would not give this man the pleasure of his tears. "What, you decided that you need to beat up a helpless kid again while he's tied up? You know all of this is a coward move. If you were an ounce of a real man, this wouldn't be happening right now. But then you're a coward. You decided to hang me from the ceiling in chains and beat me bloody then you had your little boy toys there finish the job for the night. You're weak, you're pathetic."
Leicester just stared at him with a blank face, he gave nothing away on how he was feeling. This child was trying to provoke him but then he was just that a child, all talk and no action. These words didn't bother him in the least. He would soon enough learn to respect him; but until then, he would need to have that fire put out.
"Are you quite done Joseph?" when no answer came he let out a soft chuckle. He released his grip on the boy's hair and began to pet it instead. "Oh child, if I wanted to show you how powerful I really was I'm afraid I might kill you in the heat of battle and that would be counterproductive wouldn't it. But this little verbal spare is not what I came down here for." He turned and motioned for Hays and Barber to come over to him. "Clean him and change him, make sure no other marks appear on him, we can't make it seem like we did this to him." He began to walk out the door when he turned around suddenly and came back over. He reached for Seph's head again. "It seems that I forgot to do something. Can't have you making this too difficult for them." He felt power move through him, but this power didn't make him hurt or anything of the sort. It drove away what little strength he had in his muscles. 'Shit, this is an immobilization charm isn't it?' He couldn't move, couldn't even lift his chin when Leicester's hand retreated and he left.
Warren gave a slight chuckle when he examined the smaller boy before him. Though he would never tell the boy, or anyone else for that matter, that he found him very pretty and he would be lying to himself if he said he didn't want him. Then again most of the Alumni desired him, mainly the older ones though. The boy really had no choice to do anything but lay there and wait for them to help him. This was perfect; he looked down at his wrist watch and gave a long sigh. There wasn't any time for fun though and he rather not have any in front of Hays, or anyone else for that matter. He didn't perform for an audience.
They pulled the younger boy down from the chains that held him. They lowered him to the floor slowly laying him on his side. Warren turned to Bruce and motioned for him to stand. "Get the bucket of water and the other stuff." When hays got up Warren began to undress Seph. He gently pulled his arms from what remained of his shirt and over his head. "There we go, let's get these pants off too."
Bruce came back over and helped Warren drag Seph up and take him over to the metal table. While they were pulling off his pants they laid him down on the cold metal. If he'd been able to move he would be wrapping his arms around himself and shiver from the cold air and metal and from shame. At least they didn't take his underwear from him. That would have been embarrassing and humiliating, but that was the point of all of this wasn't it. To humiliate him and brake him down.
They brought over a large bowl of warm water, a bar of soap and a few rags. They worked together to clean and wash him; whipping off all the sweat, dirt and grime from him. They tried washing his hair too, soaping his hair up and rinsing it with the water. It was almost refreshing, almost. If it wasn't for the fact that he was being held captive and that it was then his underwear was going to be lost.
He let out a soft whine as his bottom met the cold metal of the table. He didn't like the way Warren scrubbed his inner thigh and made his way higher. He would've slapped his hand away or have moved away and start shouting but he could do nothing but lay there.
When they were finished Bruce brought a pile of clothes. Warren held them up to show Seph with a smile on his face. He brought out a pair briefs with little designs of cute little bears. For a second Seph thought they looked like underwear that his foster mother had gotten him when he first was being potty trained; he would've cringed at them when Warren showed them to him. "Look at these things, Headmaster sure has a wicked sense of humor doesn't he?" they dressed him without interruptions. He was dressed in simple light pale blue pajama draw string pants and a long sleeve white t-shirt.
They both lifted him off the table and Warren cradled him in his arms holding him bridal style. They took him out of the room and somewhere else Seph couldn't see. He was laid down on a hospital bed then, he could feel his wrists be wrapped in something soft and restrained it to the bed. The same was done to his ankles. It was then that a hot hand was dropped onto his forehead and he felt the strength come back to his body and muscles. He jerked his head away from the hand on his brow only to stare back up at Leicester. He glared back at him, if looks could kill, Leicester would be six feet under already.
He looked down at his wrists and saw that they were tied to the bed, he tried to yank his feet up but he found the same with his legs too. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. He dropped his head back onto the pillow and let out a long sigh. "What's with all of this Headmaster? Why did you have Barber and Hays wash and dress me? Why bring me up here?" The headmaster sat down in a chair by the bed, looking down at the boy with amusement in his eyes. Seph could feel his heart drop; this could not be good for him, why had this man brought his up here. He could've just left him in his little hell hole if he wanted to torture him, why bring him up now? To reiterate, his heart dropped into his stomach and his breathe was caught in his throat.
"Joseph, you are sick and must have treatment for it."
"Sick? Sick!? The only illness I have is you! You're the reason I'm here because of you! You're a bastard Leicester! And I promise you, if you don't kill me, I WILL kill you!"
Leicester let out a long sigh. "Now Joseph, these thought that dwell on death are not healthy. You have tried to commit suicide already. I have every right to hold you here, you've had a mental break down and I fear what will happen if you were to be left to your own devices. It is in your best interest that I keep you here." Leicester brought his hand up and brushed a strand of blonde hair from Seph's face. The gesture could've been called enduring if it had not come from this man. "The children of this school are all here because they are troubled one way or another. You, dear Joseph, are one of them; you came here after you supposedly set fire to a club that burnt down. There have been other incidents before that too, it's pretty clear that you have a hard time dealing with the outside world. You were sent here to help deal with that. Now with this attempt at suicide it seems that you have not been receiving the attention that you so desperately need. All the blame falls on me, I am responsible for all the children here and I have failed to keep a good eye on you."
There was silence as Leicester stopped talking; he just continued to star at the young boy before him. Seph stared back, not quite understanding what he was being told. "What the hell are you on about? I didn't try and commit suicide! You had me drowned in the lake and then pulled me out to look like you were rescuing me!"
"Oh, but Joseph you left a note in your room, a suicide note if you will, and in that note you sent to that law firm that holds your guardianship, you stated that you were going to kill yourself if there was no reply. You said you would kill yourself in three days and by all means, it's been five days since that day. We sent an inquiry to the firm and got a response. Someone has come to check on you. You will be seeing then in a few minutes. But first, we need to take care of something. Since you are an emotionally disturbed and have just attempted to kill yourself you can't be as coherent as you are now."
Leicester gestured to a random nurse that was standing in the hallway and had her come over to Seph. She produced a syringe from her pocket and held in over Seph's bound arm. He began to struggle then, jerking his arm away as if he could get away. He heard Leicester give another sigh and before he knew it he was being held down firmly against the thin mattress. He felt the sharp prick of the needle and a slow numbing sensation rush through his body after a few moments. His mind went into a fog and his limbs felt like they were made out of lead.
"W-what w-w-was t-that….?" He whimpered out in a long groan. His tongue felt like cotton in his mouth and made of lead as well. This could not be good. Even if that damned potion wore off, he wouldn't be able to do anything if he was not able to think clearly. He saw the nurse shift beside him and bring out a bag of some sort of liquid and hang it over his bed. A tub was attached to it and then a needle at the very end. He felt a slight pinch on the back of his left hand as the needle was tapped there and connected. He didn't know what it was but when it started to enter his body it made him feel warm and fuzzy. It was almost a good feeling. He felt groggy all of a sudden, he wanted to sleep but to his foggy mind it was as if he closed his eyes he was sure that the boogey man would be able to get him. Even if he wanted to sleep he knew he couldn't, whatever Leicester had in store for him he wanted Seph helpless not unconscious.
It almost seemed unfair to Seph. Did children always feel this way when adults dictated what was good for them or was it just him that got the shitty end of the stick? The thought made him giggle. He didn't mean for it to be heard out loud but whatever they gave him must have shut off that part of his brain. After a few minutes of silence Leicester walked back over to him and began to brush his hair away from his face again. "When this is over, we will need to give you a haircut I believe. You are overdue for one it seems." Leicester chuckled when Seph began to giggle again. The boy seemed to be as high as a kite by now. He leaned over him and looked into his eyes. He could see the dilated pupils and nodded in satisfaction.
Now just to make sure the boy could understand what was happening around him. "Joseph, Do understand that you're about to get a visitor? Can you give me a verbal answer?" Seph looked up at the man, and let lose another giggle, this man was a right found bastard. And he told him just that, "You're a bastard Leicester. A real, real… real bastard…. Did you know that?" his voice was slurred; he hoped that his sarcasm could be heard. Leicester smiled and panted his head. "Good." With that he walked out of the room, turning off the lights as he went. A soft glow encased Seph as a single overhead light shown down a few feet over. It gave the room and ominous feel to it.
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Leicester stood at the entrance gate to the school with a few of the other boys. Warren stood off to his right and Hays to his left. A timid Peter stood the furthest away from them. They all watched as a shinning expensive looking car came down the dirt road. It pulled up and stopped right in front of the headmaster.
The door opened to reveal a small woman come out. She stepped out and stared at the group of boys. Her finally pressed dress clothes fit perfectly around her small body, showing off her curves. She wore a stern look upon her face, her eyes held a sort of annoyance, almost as if she was annoyed to be there. Her eyes swept the group of boys and finally landed on the Headmaster. "Gregory Leicester?" The man nodded in confirmation, "My name is Linda Downey, I'm from the law firm that holds the guardianship of Joseph McCauley. I'm here to represent the firm in checking in on him. We received an email from him about his stay here and that he was being mistreated and if we didn't arrive soon that he would kill himself."
"Yes, Joseph seems to have it in his head that we're torturing him and holding him against his will. There has been an incident though."
"Yes, well the firm could spare no one until this day. We did not his letter seriously, teenagers seem to exaggerate and make things into something bigger than what they are."
"Well I must say ma'am that you should have. But let us continue this discussion inside of my office." The woman, Linda, nodded and followed the headmaster into the staff building and into his office. Once there, he offered her a seat and a drink. The seat she took.
"Let's get down to business shall we? I haven't a lot of time on my hands and have another engagement after this." She said as he rearranged her skirt around her before clasping her hands over her lap and looked at Leicester expectantly. "What is this problem with Joseph? This incident?"
"Yes well, you see Joseph sent his email after breaking into my office. The students do not have access to the internet unless for homework and even then the websites are monitored by the teachers and staff members. For a while now Joseph has been acting withdrawn and has started to isolate himself from other students and adults, I'm afraid, after the death of a fellow student of his. A boy that lived right across from him. He has started to have paranoid tendencies and has been having nightmares since he came to attend this school. He has even gone into a depression it seems. We found his email a day after he sent it, we have been prepared for your firm to contact us since then, and I must admit that I was expecting you sooner than this."
"Well, like I said before, we have not been able to spare anyone for a venture here. Joseph has caused problems before and we thought it time he take the punishment he seems to greatly need."
"That's all nice and good to want him to take responsibility for his actions but as it is Joseph was quite serious when he said he would try and kill himself. The boy wrote a suicide not to those he felt had let him down or who had wronged him. He then proceeded to try and drown him in the lake by our school. A few of our staff members found him and were able to drag him out and bring him to shore. I'm not sure what was going through his head but he tried to fight us and I had no other option but to sedate him. For the past day or so he has been confide to his room here, yesterday night he had an accident. He tried to break the door down and injured his shoulder, back and face. He gave himself a black eye and a few other bruises and cuts. Right now he is in our infirmary under heavy sedatives and being monitored. When you contacted us, we were wondering if you would know if Joseph had any history of mental illness or depression."
The woman looked at him for a long moment then opened her mouth to talk. She looked strained to give up the information. "He has never acted like this before. But the boy has never been very open about how he was been feeling. To tell you the truth, I have never really met the boy, not even in passing. I've only read his file before coming."
"Do not take offense to this Ma'am, but why are you here if you have never met the boy? Why not send someone who has met him or is familiar with him? He is at a very rough time right now and a little familiarity would do it some good for him. He needs someone to feel safe with. But it seems like that we won't be getting that. From what I know the boy doesn't have anyone who specifically looks after him after his foster mother died. Or does he now?"
Linda nodded slowly as she listened. "No, no one at the firm knows him all that well. If it's not in the files then we don't know it. Most of us are very busy all the time and one teenager is all that important it seems. His foster mother dying was very unfortunate but it happened and it is sad. He really loved her, but as I said before, most cannot concern their little free time with a troubled teenage boy. This was unfortunate and was by no mean the intention of the firm. His mental health has never been evaluated."
Leicester nodded and stood; he walked around the table and went towards the door. "As it is the child is in no condition to travel but you may see him and we can discuss what we will do with him afterwards."
He led the woman out the door and down a few halls until they came across a pass code locked door. It slid opened and they both stepped in they walked further down the hall to come across another a door that only opened by pass code. Leicester opened it and they stepped inside, Linda could see across the room was a boy laying on a hospital cot tied down to it with a heart monitor and an IV in his arm, the boy looked around quietly as if in a trance. His untidy blonde curls were messy from sleeping it seemed, some of it in his eyes. Once they got close enough to him Leicester leaned down and brushed his hair from his face and smiled down at him. Linda stood slightly behind him.
"Joseph, you have a visitor, they wanted to answer that email you sent to them. They're sorry for not answering it sooner but they are here now." He stood up again and motioned for Linda to talk to him.
She pulled up the chair next to the bed as Leicester to a seat on the other side. She cleared her throat before starting, "Um, hello Joseph, my name is Linda Downey. I was sent here to check on you. It seems like you've gotten yourself into quite a mess. Was there any reason why you did this?"
Seph stared at her for a moment, he didn't know who she was, he knew most of the staff at the law firm but this woman was unknown. He didn't even know there was a female member of the staff. He just continued to stare at her, making her uncomfortable it seemed. 'Good,' he thought, 'It's the least she should feel. They left me here to die and have no remorse for it, it seems.' When he said nothing Leicester cleared his throat, calling Seph's attention.
"She asked you something Joseph, can you answer it?" his voice was something one would use if he was talking to a small frightened child.
He opened and closed his mouth but nothing seemed to want to come out. He just stared at the woman then would switch his gaze back at Leicester. This woman seemed to care nothing for him, why come at all them?
"Joseph, please answer her question. Why did you do this?" Leicester leaned forward in his chair to caress Seph's forehead, sweeping the hair from his eyes again, pretending to really care for him and the woman seemed to be buying the man's act.
Seph just shook his head, he didn't want to talk to this man, and he really didn't want to utter a word to a woman who had just abandoned him because her and her bosses were too busy to so much as answer one of his calls. He had heard the conversation between her and Leicester; the headmaster made sure of that; so he knew she didn't want to be here. He was brought out of his thoughts when he felt a hand pick his arm up and be brought into a firm hold.
"Joseph," that drew his attention. His eyes trailed up his arm and saw Leicester holding it with his own. He tried to pull it back, but he had no strength to. "Stay focused here Joseph. Listen to what we're saying. I want you to answer the question."
"Why? W-Why do you need to know?" Seph's voice wavered, he was scared, this man wanted him to tell her what was happening then rip it away by saying it was all in his head. He didn't want to fall for it, but if he didn't say something to the woman she would think all was fine and he was just acting out. He didn't want that, he had come too far and had lost so much just to try and escape and fail. The anger for the woman and the firm was still there but he had swallow his damned pride, cause that was all that was stopping him from talking to them, that and maybe the drugs that were coursing through him.
His though were all over the place and he couldn't break through the damn fog there to be able to string along a coherent sentence. It was all so muddled. Tears gathered at the corners of his eyes again, this time though he had no strength to fight them from falling. He didn't even know he was really crying until he felt someone whip his cheek. A hand went through his hair as if trying to comfort him. He closed his eyes and tried to think of something to say. He had to say something to this woman, he just had to!
He opened and closed his mouth, drawing in deep breathes that hurt his bruised ribs. "I-I-I…" he looked between the woman, Linda or whatever she said her name was, and Leicester. This man wasn't going to let him go. He turned his head to the woman and tried to tell her what was really happening. "Y-You have to get me out of here. Please, please don't leave me here. They were the ones that tried to drown me and then t-they pulled me out and b-brought me here. They beat me, I didn't try and escape and hurt myself, and they did this to me. They've been torturing me since I started here. They won't let me sleep, I can't eat, please just take me with you when you leave. Please, please, please take me with you." His voice was desperate and a bit whiney; it was no louder than a hoarse whisper. His pleads for freedom fell on deaf ears it seemed cause as so as he finished talking the woman looked over him to the headmaster.
"It seems you're, he needs help that the firm is unable to acquire right now, we will look into other placements for him but until then I hope you can keep him on. " she stood as she spoke as did Leicester.
"Yes, yes it will be no problem keeping Joseph on. He will get all the help he needs here." he lead he to the door and opened it for here.
Seph lost it then. "No, NO you cant leave, please don't leave me here! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING BAD! PLEASE! I'll do whatever you want, please don't leave me here, They'll kill me ! Please, LINDA! Ple-"
His screams were cut off when a pair of male nurses and the female nurse from before came forward when he started to scream and tried to hold him down as he fought wildly against his restraints, tearing the IV out of his arms as he did. Leicester and the woman had already left though, leaving when the nurse came in. his last hope at escape was gone, not looking twice when he lost it.
He bucked his hips and wriggled around, trying to escape his imprisonment. The male nurses held him down while the female nurse gave him another injection, a sedative this time, a stronger one. He could the fog come back with a vengeance. He couldn't even remember his own name now. He didn't know why he was trying to move around but he found he couldn't. He was so tired.
The redid his restraints and whipped away the blood from pulling at the IV and redid that too. He felt another pich, this time above his hip and felt like he was floating. The nurses left whne they were sure he had settled down and could do anything like that again. Leicester seemed to suddenly reappear then and lean over him. Seph's head flopped to the side and he let loose a few more tears.
"Shh, it's okay, you're fine. It's alright Joseph, just sleep then we can start on your real training when you wake. That's it, don't fight the drugs, they'll make you feel all better. Just sleep." His voice was like a lullaby. It carried him to sleep and in a few seconds he knew no more.
AUTHOR'S NOTES:So there it was! Did you like it? Did i make Linda too insensitive? I don't think i did. I know i like her in the story cause shes just a really strong woman but in this story she wont be mean but she wont know what was right until its too late. So well lets see where it goes first, k? Hope you liked it and i hope you come back for more when it comes. Make sure to review, favorite, and follow. hope to see you soon guys! FIGHTING!
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