ISABELLA The Forgotten One

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I move my head side to side, struggling to open my eyes.

Becoming extremely aware as his hands grip my pain.

Blinking a couple times trying to stop everything from spinning.

The dark figure is crouched down next to me.

"Good... You're awake for the best part." His tone overflows with sarcasm.

He stares down at his hands.
They start to generate a light blue color. It looks like fire. He places his hands over my wound.

Pain charges through my whole body immediately. I scream,
my heart throbs as the burning sensation grows. My screams make everything go mute for a second.

I can't feel his hands anymore, just pain.

My brain feels like it'll explode. The pain growing bigger-

I gasp for air as it all goes away. Feeling for my face checking if my head is still here.

Touching my stomach. I immediately look at my hands.

No blood.
Chills make me jump up.
Slowly looking down at my stomach.

Nothing. No scar, no nothing, just...skin. Smooth skin.

I turn my attention up at the tall dark figure standing above me. He looks down at me intensely.

I stand to my feet slowly, no headache.