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As the King's Sorcerer, John Johnson (say anything and he WILL vaporise you) has been ordered to take on an apprentice. The king has gathered everyone within the kingdom that has even a touch of magic within them and now JJ must choose which shall be his new apprentice. the problem is, JJ has a temper. A violent temper and he tends to lash out at anyone that gets in his way. Will his new apprentice be able to stand the constant abuse? JJ will only take the best, can he calm his temper to coax out the apprentice's potential? wait and see

Characters

Name: JJ (John Johnson)
Age: 38
Occupation: King’s Sorcerer
History: JJ was raised by an extremely strict father. Punishments such as being locked in the cellar for days without food or water and whippings were used for small things such as making too much noise or doing a spell wrong even if it was his first try. Because of that, JJ has strived for and achieved perfection in every aspect of his life. He was a child protégé in the magical world and accepted as an apprentice to the King’s Sorcerer at a just eight years old, a staggeringly young age. However his Master was just as bad as his father, if not worse. He took the title ‘Master’ seriously and used JJ as his slave both at work and in bed. JJ became even more introverted and, upon the former Sorcerer’s death, took over the role of King’s Sorcerer when he was only twenty-two. Now he has been ordered to take on apprentice himself and though he’s sworn to never treat the apprentice as he was treated by his Master, he cannot vouch for his temper. It will be rough, but maybe this newcomer into his life will help him to overcome his trauma and find the humanity buried deep inside.












Name: Demitri Slater
Age: 15
Occupation: Farmhand.
History: Demitri was one of many kids who were turned over into slavery; some parents sold their children so they could keep their house, some sold their children because they could. Demitri had no choice, with his parents murdered when he was just ten years old, he knew he couldn't live on his own without a proper job. But of course nobody would take him into their shop, after all who would take someone whose parents were murdered by the King's sorcerer? Ever since then Demitri started having visions, they were never clear, he would see blood everywhere and people along with animals murdered; word quickly circulated about his visions, he was practically a walking target and nobody would take someone who had a high risk of being chosen by the Sorcerer. Lucky for Demitri one abusive farmer was daring enough to give him a job, but the man's abuse toward Demitri stemmed from his fear of him. It was because of this fear that the farmer started locking Demitri in the basement during the hottest parts of the days in attempts to weaken whatever powers he had. Demitri would have it no other way, he dreaded that fateful day when the King's Sorcerer would come in search of a new apprentice.







Side Characters
Amy: kind maid that lost her young child and came to work at the castle when he village was destroyed.

The farmer had announced that the King's Sorcerer was to pick a new apprentice. Demitri was dreading this day, it was always random who the man was going to pick and Demitri had always feared he would be next. He thought he had it all planned out, he thought he could get away before the Sorcerer even got there. Demitri should have known that the farmer saw right through his little scheme to run out on this 'honor', and he was dragged by his hair back to the lineup kicking and screaming. "No please don't make me line up with the others!!" he begged as he clenched the farmers hands to try and loosen his grip while his voice shook with fear. He knew what Sorcerers did, what they had done to his father and he feared that the Sorcerer would come back for him to finish the job. "Shut your mouth, worm!!" the farmer shouted back and kneed him in the stomach before throwing the thin and now limp boy with the rest of the worms. Demitri trembled a bit on the floor before he stood up and gave the Sorcerer a closer view of his frail body riddled with bruises and scars. Demitri kept his head down, hoping that his damaged body was too horrid for the Sorcerer to even think about taking him as an apprentice.

Demitri looked into the man's eyes, seeing as he was forced to. Hoping and praying the Sorcerer would see his pain and spare him but as fate had it, Demitri was not so lucky. Once the Sorcerer spoke the words 'I choose him' Demitri went deaf for a few minutes and the only thing he heard was the pounding of his heart. "Please....." he begged, tears welling up in his eyes as he started remembering his father's death. "Please....don't take me....." Demitri wanted to run away from here again, run so far that no Sorcerer or even the King himself could find him but his damn legs wouldn't listen.

Demitri stood static in the same spot, everyone was gone now, including the farmer. He flinched at the Sorcerer's raised voice and for a split second he looked in the direction of the door that lead outside. If I start running now I'm sure I'll make it. If his body had listened to him he was confident he would have made it, of course nothing is ever as easy. Demitri hesitantly began to walk toward the man. "W-What's your name?" he asked, the least he could do is learn the name of his new captor, if anything happened to him at least he would know a name. It was more than his father knew when he died.

He tried to pay as close attention as he could but JJ was going through everything pretty fast and he was more preoccupied with trying to figure out what JJ's plan for him was. Once the Sorcerer left Demitri tried to remember all of what he had heard but the only thing he could remember was that if he didn't do what was instructed he would be punished. He gave a soft sigh and began to undress before he turned the water on. Demitri waited a few minutes for the water to warm up and noticed a small bottle on the counter that had a picture of a lavender flower. He had only heard of these, some people who had the money for it sometimes had bottles of scented liquid soap or sometimes salts that they put in their bath to make the water smell good and to help soften their skin. Demitri thought it best not to use it, just in case it was JJ's, although he highly doubted it. Once the bath was finished he stepped into the steaming hot water and began to scrub his hair. It had been so long since he had a hot bath, it felt so good be nice and warm. Demitri scrubbed his head until it was nearly raw, on the farm they were only allowed to use actual soap once a week, that was if they behaved. Next he grabbed the soap and washcloth, running the suds all over his body twice to make sure he got everywhere. Finally Demitri decided that he was good and clean, but without all of the dirt his bruises were darker and the scars looked worse than what they really were. He got out of the tub and grabbed one of the white towels that were hanging up on the towel rack to wrap around his hips. Demitri wasn't sure if he should leave the room and find JJ's bedroom but he did remember the man saying a maid would be coming in soon. He decided it was probably best to wait, he just hoped that neither one would touch him again.

Demitri let out a high pitched squeak when someone barged into the bathroom and struggled against JJ's grip, any minute now, he could feel it. It was going to happen and he still couldn't do anything about it. Much to his surprise, nothing had happened and now JJ was in the other room. Demitri breathed a sigh of relief and gave a little half smile to the maid. "I'm okay." he said softly and obeyed the young woman, taking his towel off and holding his arms out. As the maid began to take his measurements, he heard a high pitched ring in his ear, not loud enough to hurt his ears but just enough to deafen the rest of the world. He knew it was going to happen. A little blond girl in pigtails clutching a little bunny toy flashed before his eyes, he saw that she was speaking to him but the ringing was all he heard. Demitri felt his heart filled with warmth and protection for this little girl; that image soon disappeared and now all he saw was a bloodied bunny toy outside in the rain right in front of a garden gate. Just as fast as those visions came to his eyes they were now gone and Demitri gasped for air, it was always a bad habit of his that he stopped breathing. He looked down at the maid and a few tears ran down his cheeks. "I'm sorry about your daughter." he said softly, trying his hardest not to move so she could get accurate measurements.

Demitri could relate to her story, but it was unlikely that they were both thinking of the same attack. After all what he remembered, it didn't seem like his village was attacked, it seemed more like murder. He shook that thought from his mind, he knew nothing good could come from thinking like that. Demitri nodded and waited for the maid to leave before he put on a clean white, button down shirt, black slacks, socks and dark brown shoes. The clothes were indeed a bit loose but the shoes seemed to fit a bit better than he had anticipated; dressed and ready to go, Demitri left his bedroom and knocked on JJ's door, entering his quarters shortly after being prompted to do so. "I'm dressed J--um....." Demitri had remembered what he was told to call him but he refused to call him Master, not even the farmer was called Master.

Demitri was extremely hungry, he often went without food at the farm. It was part of his punishment. He was glad to load his plate with just about everything, mostly meats. Demitri sat down at a nearby table and began to eat. He was a bit confused by JJ's question, what could he have meant by powers. "I don't...have any powers...." he lied, well he half lied anyways. Demitri was very careful about who he told about his visions, telling the farmer was sure a big mistake, that was for sure. He couldn't risk the same thing happening again, his body couldn't physically take that kind of a beating.