Enchantress POV
"Don't stress too much dear alpha. He might not tell you his name, but there is another way to find out," I said from behind him, walking slowly towards them.
"Enchantress! It is too soon for you to be out from bed," Luka uttered, looking worriedly at me.
"I felt that you needed me, so here I am. This fight is also my fight. I wouldn't be in this condition if your prisoner hadn't touched me. So.." I said, taking my last steps towards the cell.
I looked into the prisoner's eyes focussing to see what's behind all his secrecy. He started to laugh, trying to annoy me, but his plan was not working. I finally made him focus into my eyes and got us into a vision from his past.
"There. Now, this is what I wanted. Thank you for co-operating," I said, eyeing him from just one meter away.
He stared at his past, younger self as he was rushing in the busy street towards school.
"No! No you won't!" he yelled, trying to jump on me.
Being just a vision, his body went past mine, right through me, falling onto the ground. He stayed on the floor statically for a moment feeling upset and useless.
"Are you done with your pathetic tantrums Biorn?" I uttered, now listening to his younger self and another teenage girl, around his age talking.
"I am not sure this is a good idea Biorn. I feel like we are going to get in trouble for it," she said, looking worried.
"Listen, I wouldn't be getting you involved if it wasn't necessary, but I really need your help in this. They offered a good sum of money. We can retire together at twenty. Maybe move to Bahamas or Fiji, who knows."
The girl looked upset as she looked away from him, avoiding his gaze, holding her arms crossed tightly close to her chest.
"Or maybe end up dead before we turn twenty!" She spat at his face, now moving back. "Don't," she continued hurriedly, watching him try to take a step towards her.
She ran away from him, dropping the paper she was holding in her hands. Biorn observed the paper as it landed on the floor, then quickly picked it up to read it.
I moved behind him to get a clear view of what it said. He sighed and folded it in half, placing it neatly in his school bag between his large green files.
"Well, it's time to return to reality, for now. My strength is still not at its best," I told him, turning to the older Biorn.
Moving out of his memory, I felt myself weaken. Melchior caught me on time before I landed on the floor and offered me a chair that was brought out from a dark corner close by. I started to breathe sharply, feeling my lungs squeeze together as the pain from my wound was getting stronger for a moment.
Luka's POV
"Well?" I asked after a few minutes of her catching her breath back.
"Biorn," she breathed, moving her hands away from her wound as she looked down at it.
"Ah! It took her all her strength for just your name. But I am sure she can check more of what your brain offers, Brian! Now you either save her some strength, and you offer us more information about your plan, or, she would gladly poke herself back into your memories and we will still get the information that we need from you," I smirked at him, knowing that either way, I was going to know his true plans.
Biorn moved back into a dark corner at the very edge of the cell, fisting the wall with frustration. He groaned at the impact of his arms punching against the hard stone, opening up his knuckles that bled.
"So, shall we ask him further sir alpha?" Melchior asked, still observing the prisoner.
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