Finding Calypso

The Night I Died

~Ambrose~

Feeling the silver knife going through my heart felt like a bolt of lightning that turned me into ice.

I fell into the edge of darkness just on the outside of life. Begging my body to heal, but the silver pierced threw me prevented it. I knew I was slipping away, and I could feel apart of me wanting to let go.

The shadows began to creep around me, and I tried to hold on tighter to life.

"Just hold on a little longer. Just hold on. Hold on" I told myself.

When I feel the knife slide out of me, and the pain of my wounds flowed over me. My body began to heal, and my heart started to beat again. I try to gasp for a breath. When I feel a fist lay a blow into my head smashing me deeper into the concrete, and I lose consciousness.

When I finally woke, I knew much time has past. My beard had fully grown out, and I could sense I was nowhere near home.

But I did recognize the buzz in the air. Magic was all around. I am in the city of beasts, the city of Atlantis.

My arms were still sore from where they were bound. But now I bear no chains. I reach out to Calypso in my mind, but she isn't there. Our bond has been severed. Severed by my death.

I try to move when I hear a voice say

"Ambrose, don't bother getting up on your own. You're still riddled with morphine in your blood"

I looked up to see our lordship walking up to me, hand extended to help me off the ground. I slap it away with the little strength I have.

"I see you're upset. But I assure you, you were the perfect bate. And will be useful again, I'm sure." Magnus says, as he turns to walk out the door

" You can rest here. Clean yourself up!" he says, just as he exits.

By the time I was able to pull myself off of the ground I realized I was in our lordships very quarters. In the Temple that resides in the middle of Atlantis. I walk into his restroom and splash water on my face. I grab a pair of scissors and do my best to cut my beard away. There was a suit laid out on his bed and I put it on, since I was nearly nude when I woke.

The next time Magnus came into the room. I felt that he was different. Very different.

The mark of the beast has been placed on him. I see it seared into the top of his right hand. His beast now reigns with authority and dominance over all creatures. I feel it just in his presence.

Being a wolf, his commands are now almost impossible for me to deny.

"Come on dear brother in law, let's go on a road trip" he said devilish with excitement.

Then Magnus tosses me a knife. I was surprised at him giving me a weapon. If I had more will against him I would just slit his throat right here, right now. Every atom in me wanted to, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I just stared at the knife in my hand.

"I have appointed you to head of the Royal Guard, Congratulations. It's the least I could do for family." Magnus says.

My eyes flash up from the knife to him in a scowl, as he says this. It makes me sick to think I have to protect him.

"Your first order is to attend me, we have someone expecting us" Magnus turns and leads the way out, and I reluctantly follow.