Unforeseen Witness pv Selim F. Michael M. Closed

Selim was his last hope at getting out of this unmarked and as the other boy talked only to the other, he knew that hope was gone. Selim's question made Michael's eye widened, had the boy known what the other was capable of? Was this some test of his will?

Percival seemed more ticked off, and Michael didn't know if he could talk the boy out of what he set out to do to him, not anymore. Michael tried to get away, pausing when the boy answered,shivers being sent down his spine.

"No please-" Michael shook as he realized there was no getting out of this. Selim there made it seem like this was some twisted show for the others amusement. He jumped and bit his lip, trying to silence himself at Percival's yell.

Michael gasped as he was yanked up, the older boy's grasp painful. He felt the need to rise to his tippy toes as the boy pulled his arm up, not being able to reach. Michael swore his arm was going to rip off at the pull. Goose bumps rose on his arms as the boy pushed his shirt sleeve back.

Michael balled up his fist, trying to pull it from the others grasp, before freezing in fear when the boy's lighter gave out a small click as it sparked to life. The boy seemed in a trance before snapping out of it and moving the muggle device to his forearm. The boy almost let himself fall but he knew that the boy would just let him, most likely pulling his shoulder bone out of it's joint, then burning him. He didn't need the teachers to know he couldn't take care of himself. He didn't need the whole school to know he was weak.

At first, it surprisingly didn't hurt, almost like if he were in shock, but that slowly began to fade. He let out a half surprised, half pained gasp as the pain flooded in. "S-stop, please stop" he cried as he tried to pull his arm away. The heat did not leave, no matter how much he shook.

"Perc- Please, I'm s-sorry" he groaned out, his eyes opening, as they had closed at the pain. He looked over the boy then at Selim. There was no way he wasn't burning a mark into him

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@Percival Rainwood
@Selim Faust