"Wake up!" Said a low sinister voice.

I woke up and found myself with thorned vines around both ankles and wrists. Actually, the vines went from my wrists to almost my elbows. The vines around my ankles wrapped up to my calves. They wall hurt . . . really bad, but fortunately the vines were long enough for me to stand up or sit on the ground, or take two and a half steps forward . . . but that was it. I could barely move, though. The thorns would cut deep into my flesh. I was in a cave that had quite a few lit candles and in the back of the cave was a huge dragon laying on a cloth. I looked deep within his dark green eyes and knew who it was. I quickly looked away and noticed that right across from me was a spare room . . . just looking at it gave me chills. I looked to the left and saw the exit of the cave which had lots of trees outside of it.

"Welcome to my domain." Said Seifer.

I turned and looked at him, now sitting up on the overly large cloth.

"What do you want from me?" I asked.

"Why . . . haven't you figured it out yet? It's your powers of course."

"No way! Develop your own!"

"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but your "Aslan" killed the Witch before I could get mine."

"I'm sorry to hear that . . . . oh wait . . . no I'm not." I said bluntly.

Seifer extended his neck out and he looked at me straight in the eyes. I could tell he didn't have much of a comeback.

"You will be . . . you will be." Was all he said.