My eyes go wide. Parker? No way. It can't be the same. I quickly stand up and he shoots up to his feet.

"Well, I should be going now," I say, "nice to meet you." I make a beeline for the door and he quickly stands in front of me, blocking my path.

"Leaving so soon?" he asks.

I gulp. It takes a lot to scare me now that I have basically faced all my dreads and it's not even like Kai himself alarmed me. It is his last name that does.

"Oh you know got people to not see, places to see," I play it cool.

"You're scared of me, aren't you?" he smirks, finding amusement in what he thinks to be fear.

"Nope," I pop the p, "it takes a lot to scare me now, and you just don't meet the standard."

He gets angrier, "But I scare everyone."

"Sorry to hurt your ego, but you haven't given me a reason to fear you, just your name." Wait, why am I telling him this?

"Kai?" he asks, kinda confused.

"No, Parker," I say and then kick him out of my way.

He falls to the ground and I run to the car I was driving. I was so close to get there when I feel a presence behind me.

"That was cute," Kai seethes into me ear and then my head is banged against the now cracked window.

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I wake up again, this feels all too familiar. I raise up seeing I am in a bed. There was blood on the pillow, probably because Kai is turning out to be an asshole. He has killed me once and knocked me out once. Whew, who knew this is what another person here would be like. I walk down the stairs to see Kai in the kitchen cooking.

"Wonderful, you're awake," he smiles, "Now time to play 20 questions or die. We have literally all the time in the world."

I take a seat at the kitchen table and he follows with a plate full of eggs and bacon. I was starving, but I wasn't going to dare take his food.

"So, how do you know my last name? I am certain it has something to do with my horrible coven back in the real world?" he guesses while shoving food in his mouth.

"Well, you're lovely family," I start off sarcastically, "sent me here to this-this place."

"Prison world," he corrects me as he sips on Orange Juice.

"Fine, whatever Prison World," it was nice for it to finally have a title, "so who sent you?" He gives me a glare that suggests he didn't want to be interrogated. "Look, we are here, together, just you and I, and until yesterday I thought I was alone. So the least you could do is tell me about yourself if I have to spill my guts too," I protest.

He scoffs, then rolls his eyes, "Fine. My father and the Gemini Coven sent me here, on this day that we keep reliving. Happy?" he mutters the happy part. "So, what'd you do?" he goes back to smiling.

"Why do you assume I did something?" I arch a brow.

He laughs hard, "I mean, come on. Do you think I got sent here for loving puppies?" he puts his hands up, "you must be as evil as me," he then puts one hand over his heart, wow he is dramatic.

"I, maybe, fucked up, yes," I try to stay vague, "what is this "evil" act that you did?" I question him.

I am so damn curious to get to know him. He intrigues me so much for some reason.

"Nope, that can come a different day, I want to hear your story," he demands, slamming his cup on the table.

"Are you always so hostile when you don't get your way?" I tease.

For some reason I felt somewhat comfortable with him already. Call me crazy, or maybe I am just desperate for someone to talk.

"I always get my way," he says seriously.

Okay, I have given this guy enough time, I am not over it. I slide my hand into my pocket and grab my pocket knife. I need to get my point across.

"Let me be blunt," I say and he turns back around. I throw the knife at him and it lodges into between his collarbone and shoulder. I give a serious look, even with my hair in my face, "I am not here to be pushed around. I am not someone you want to fuck with," I stand up to leave.

He looks so angry I thought steam would come out of his ears. He takes the knife out of his body like it was no big deal.

"Wrong move," he growls.

He tosses it in the sink and comes up and grabs my arm. When he does we see orange-red light radiating off our skin. Then I yelp in pain. No I scream in pain. He winces, it's hurting him too. Usually siphoning magic only hurts the person you do it to, which is why it was weird it was hurting both of us. And not to mention that he is a siphoner just like me? The pain was so unbearable, it stung and hurt like nothing I have ever felt before.

"What are you-" he doesn't finish because he passes out falling to the ground.