the second I pulled it from the shelf the box disappeared, and I saw myself somewhere else. I was now staring at shelves filled with cereal boxes instead of my bare cupboards and I was also no longer alone.
“What seems to be the dilemma?” Lucius suddenly asked me, startling me when his voice suddenly hummed next to my ear. I turned to find him stood behind me. I looked down at my empty hand and frowned.
“They are all out of Crunchy Nut, Chocolate Clusters Cereal,” I whispered in confusion as if I were suddenly playing a part in some strange play and didn’t need to think of the script. I heard him chuckling and when I looked up, I found myself asking him,
“What?”
“It’s nothing,” he answered with a shake of his head, done in such a way, it was as though he didn’t know what to do with me. But again, I found history pouring out of my mouth,
“No, go on, what’s so funny?”
“Alright, it’s just that you had three men show up and try to kidnap you. Then you had a Hex try to claim you after which you collapsed in my arms, then only days later for you to be taken, and now you are here with me, having a conversation about cereal…” Lucius paused a moment with that handsome smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. Then he leant down so his face was next to mine and those perfect lips were now smiling at my ear. Then I heard him say,
“So, don’t you think you should wake up now and deal with that?” At this I swallowed hard, feeling it push down my throat as if I was pushing down a piece of hot lava.
Then I asked fearfully,
“Deal with what?” This was when his voice got hard and unyielding. It was one that commanded Hell and did so as a demon. It was one that was furious and spoke only of revenge. It was one that was a threat and warning all wrapped into one. And more importantly, it also turned out to be one that had the power to…
Save me.
“The fact that you’re tied up in a fucking cell about to die?” I immediately woke up, snapping from my dream and instantly moving into action the second I saw the threat coming towards me. A blade flashed in a demon’s hand and I yanked my hands down with little result. This forced me to glance up, quickly noting that they were shackled above me.
Well, that was just great, I thought with a grimace. So, with no other option at my disposal, I curled my fingers around the chains, gripped on tight, and lifted my whole body the second the unknown enemy lunged. I kicked both my legs out hitting them hard enough in the chest that they fell backwards and against the bars of what looked like my cell. Thankfully, her weapon also slipped from her grasp and went flying across the room with a clatter.
What happened next was like someone clicking a survival switch, for my actions barely felt like my own. So, with my enemy still dazed on the other side of the room, it gave me enough time to turn around and face the wooden post I was shackled to. A quick look up at the rusting bolt my chains were connected to, and what seemed like my natural abilities took over.
I jumped a little to get a better hold on the chain links above the cuffs, that were secured tightly around my wrists and I started to run up the post, gaining more length of the chain the higher I got. Then when I reached the top of where it was bolted I used every ounce of strength I had to flip backwards, kicking off the wood and therefore snapping the link with the force as I went over. I landed still facing the wood and looked down at my hands that were now only linked together by the chain between them.
Now this I could work with.
I spun around the second I heard a noise, seeing the threat coming back at me for another go. The winged creature was closer than I thought, and my instincts took over once more as I ducked under the swing of what looked like a serrated sword coming at me. It was one that looked so dirty that a simple nick would have most likely killed me from blood poisoning.
I spun around whilst still