"Hi." It was all I could think of in response to the blood coated murderer. I hadn't seen the kid enter my cell, nor was the door open or anything which left only one possibility, he was a shifter, and worse than that he was a corrupted shifter. Basically he was a bomb sitting across from me and he was armed and I was not. This was the worst thing in the entire world I could ever think of happening. Well ok not the worst thing, but the worst thing that was currently happening to me at this time that could potentially kill me.
"So what should I do with you?" It was weird someone this corrupted could form words, let alone thoughts. To say I was surprised was an understatement.
"You can let me go!" I always suggest this when people ask me what they should do when I'm locked up, its not ever really worked out.
"And why should I do that? You are perfect just where you are." He had one of his bloodied knives underneath my throat when he said this, if he was trying to scare me, it totally worked.
"Because I can help you." I couldn't actually help him but you know again what's the worst he could do to me other than kill me. He seemed to consider this idea, he pulled the knife back at least and talked it out in his head, and then he disappeared and reappeared behind me unlocking my shackles. With my magical ability back I could finally sense the boy, and holy shit the power was like a bonfire of energy. Like I couldn't imagine how he was containing it at all, I'd never really seen a shifter before, and if they are all like this I can easily see how they get corrupted so easily, they are swimming in magical power.
"So how can you help me?" He had the knife out again and he poked me in the back with it harsh enough to draw blood.
"I can help cure you of your problem." He had shifted in front of me, and I could just feel the wave of power that came from the magic use of just the one shift.
"Cure? What cure? What do I need cured of? That's a question I'd like to know, what am IIIIIIIIIIIIIII, inflicted with?" The kid got more agitated as he talked, it was the corruption. I recalled from my time being corrupt its like having another voice in your head, except its also your own voice so its a bit weird to explain.
"The corruption, its coursing through you, making you do things, things you don't want to do." I wanted to leave the room, but I felt any sudden movements would cause the kid to try and kill me, well lets be honest, kill me, he could literally just blink and impale me.
"Oh I want to do all things, all of them, these men my father sent them to stop me, but he can't stop me, and you can't either!" I braced for the end but he just disappeared. One minute he was there, the next he was gone. That was the worst part, at least when he was there I could in theory have stopped him, now that he was gone, he was loose, and a child with the power to appear and disappear with a lust for murder? Yeah that is legitimately one of the worst things I've ever seen.
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