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My master will be very, very mad.

I gnawed on my bottom lip once again, hearing the sickening crack come from the girl who was tied up to the chair in front of me. Sympathy radiated through me as I felt her family and friends trying to break my barrier that held them away.

Their attacks on the barrier didn't do much against me, but I felt the guilt of hearing the sad girl getting hit restlessly. It made me have second thoughts about revealing her destination to her.

My master would be very mad if I let her friends through, they fought hard against my barrier but I knew that with my programming that they would not be able to break the surface of my power. They'd merely chip off the first of several barriers before they could touch her.

I was only programmed to have my barrier and tracking spells, nothing else and while I felt defenseless. Watching the girl in front of me getting beaten by her father only made me sick to my stomach.

Tears freely fell from her eyes and I could tell that she was having such a hard time but she was determined.

Something that I've never seen.

Something that I never felt.

My master would be very, very mad if I disobeyed him.

I'd learned my lesson plenty of times and it wasn't as if giving the girl's family a way through would make him go any less softer than the last time I was punished. He whipped me for hours merely for dropping a plate on the ground after cleaning his dishes.

The stark pain that I remember from the memory made my back sting from the sudden ache.

My master would be very mad... Very, very mad...

I saw the man backhand her once again as I felt anger with a mixture of fear swirl within me, deciding if I was going to die. I wouldn't bring the sad girl with me.

Glancing down at my bloodied hands that were in shackles, I brought my finger to my lip and pierced the outer layer of my skin. The pain was tolerable since I've been doing it all my life, but it didn't mean I liked the small stab in pain.

I scribbled symbols into the ground without them noticing, making sure that the wall around me stayed long enough for me to make brief contact. Hopefully, they'd continue to battling against long enough for me to make contact. If not, this would all be in vain.

I felt another presence, not just two witches trying to break through but now three. One of them seemed significantly stronger than the other two and I could detect that the newest witch was a woman rather than the other two.

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My master will be very angry.

I continued thinking before closing my eyes and thrusting the witches and myself into an illusion of mine. A sharp breath went through me as I outstretched my arms, worried that the spell I inscribed with my blood wouldn't stay up as I envisioned it too.

Three witches- no- people stood in front of me. One woman and two men, all three powerful and had bewildered expressions at the sight of me.

”What th-”

”Master will be very angry once he finds out I am talking to you,” I admit in a quiet voice, knowing that if I was too loud then the bad parents would alert my master of my bad deeds.

That is if they haven't yet...

The woman had flawless red hair that swirled around the middle of her back while her soft grey eyes watched me closely, worry running through her gaze. Knowing that she didn't truly care for me but rather than the information I had about the sad girl.

I also noticed that the woman was round and wasn't sure whether to a.s.sume she was pregnant or not. Clearly, it hurt women's feelings if you a.s.sume that kind of thing.

I didn't know this until I accidentally asked one of the scientists if she was pregnant, learning that she was just large around the midriff. That day was the first time I was. .h.i.t so hard that it caused a scar ever since.

”It's okay. We won't hurt you.” The woman a.s.sures, taking a tentative stepped forward and holding her hand out. I thought she was going to hit me so I involuntarily flinch, though she seemed to be the only one to notice the action.

The nice woman says this now... but once she learns of my ident.i.ty.

What will she think then?

Will, she hurt me as those before me has?

”Speak for yourself.” The man who radiated with power grumbles with irritation, reminding me much of my master making me s.h.i.+ver in fear. His copper red hair looked slightly similar to the woman beside him as his red eyes stared down into my very soul.

The look he was giving me scared me s.h.i.+tless.

Literally.

”Dad. Not the time.” The woman stares at her father before glancing back at me with a soft gaze. ”What's your name, honey?” Her voice sounded so pleasant and soothing that it made me shuffle uncomfortably, the chains around my body clattering about.

It was hard to deny that the look in her eyes made me feel making me say, ”My master calls me Khole...” I whispered, hearing commotion outside of the illusion. ”He's coming back,” I said fearful, letting my eyes roam to every person.

If the sad girl was determined to see her family again, I was determined to memorize each and every one of their faces.

”Who's coming back, Khole? Who is it?” The woman asks, this time more frantic as her eyes watched me making me snap my arms back into my hold. They knew something was wrong, there was no point in holding the barrier tighter.