CHAPTER 6.
ELIAN POV
I opened my eyes and meting an unfamiliar ceiling its material reflecting everything down up , the bed was so soft that I could sink into it I faced my side to see and old man who looked at me with shock, when he found out I was awake .
" your eyes .... Dear goodness they're red" I lazily faced the ceiling , when I caught sight of my eyes and my eyes were.... RED . With a burst of energy I sat up , using my hands to rub my eyes , when I looked up again, they were back to their hazel colours . Thinking of it as a figment of imagination , I turned to the old man , but he had already left , then different questions ran through my head , where was I? , which border was I ? I didn't cross the border when those rogues snatched me , I checked my body the wounds were gone not even scar , 'could it be I was dreaming ?' I suddenly felt weak and dropped to the bed , sulking in its warmth, I slowly felt at ease before slowly closing my eyes and falling asleep.....
LEXIS POV
As I made my way down the pack's dungeon a me , the screams from people resounded in the dark place , I followed the guards into a deep dark place in the dungeon , and in the cell was a disheveled man ,his hands and legs were bound by silver chains coated with wolfsbane, the man looked up weakly , immediately he sighted me his once dull eyes changed to a bloodshot red , he stood to his feet unsteadily , the look in his eyes told me how much he disliked the sight of me. I stared at him, ordering the guards to open the cell and I stepped into it without much staring I asked the question longing to be answered.
"Who do you work for to be exact ?"
" you ... you actually think I'm dumb enough to answer your question , let me tell you something they'll come for me and I'll be there when they beat y....." His sentence was cut short the slash of a silver whip on his bare back causing him to fall to the ground yelling in pain. I looked at him before bending to reach him .
" you think you're special huh? " I reached out for his arm I pulled at it with force, his hand removed with a pop , I watched as blood pour , satisfaction washing over me. he screamed in pain rolling on the floor. I stood up as I watched his movements with disdain
" *sigh* and that was the least of my strength " his eyes dilated up hearing that , he crawled all the way to the ending shaking as though he was staring at the devil himself .
" are you ready to talk now ?" He nodded quickly , I watched him smiling at least this one was willing to comply....
NO ONE'S POV
In a dark place in the Internal forest of Smaug , a cave could be seen and on top a throne made of bones and skull , a person sat on it, his black hair that covered half his face giving him a mysterious aura .
" hmm time for plane B "....
(A/N:Hi guys , I hope the story is going along well, please if it isn't I do my best to make it bettr )