Zenn's groans filled the dungeon. Pain and horror failing in comparison to every sound. Even more unerving to the guards on the upper levels is that they were the screams of a kid. Noone talked much about the methods of torture used in the lower dungeon. People only knew the few rumors that circulated the castle halls. Today, the rumors would take a turn for the worst.
Pann sat in the corner of the cell throughout the whole process horror struck She'd known his power, she was created from it she also knew that he'd mature into it full like all wizards, she just...
"not now... not, in this cell. PLEASE GOD NO!!!" hiding her eyes and ears from the thing she was about to witness, futile at best. Tears streamed down her face
Although Zenn was being tortured, it was not the fault of any guard. Today was his nineteenth birthday, the day that he ascended (as it was called in the wizarding community) the day that he would be allowed to come into his birthright according to the laws which governed the universe. Basically the stoppers on his magic were slowly popping out and the energy which had been bottled for nearly 2 decades needed to escape. In any other place, Zenn would have been fine and his energy would merely have manifested itself in some destructive way on an object out side his body causing him only a little bit of growing pains. In the prison cell however, his body was forced to contain the vast power surge.
The magic began manifesting itself in physical forms. Zenn's body was lifted into the air and stretched out. Glowing spikes like tiny blue diamonds began poking outward through his skin only to be shoved in by the self applying barrier moments later when the pulse stopped and reemerge again more visciously and further and retract again. Though this alone was very painful, what was happening on the inside was far more altering and excrutiating.
The magic having nowhere to go began infusing itself into his organs and bones. His muscles grew taught across his frame breaking bones in his arms and legs until the magic rushed into them fixing the damage and imbuing itself into his bones. A deposit of energy gathered at the center of his forehead forming a large blue diamond and so on, the energy continued to course throughout his body changing everything about him.
The end result was this, by the eleventh hour (the hour he was born) Zenn agguro was no longer recognizable as human. His eyes were silver but the pupils had augmented to tiny slivers. A hexagonal gemstone glowed in the center of his forehead his family crest gleaming inside it. The magic symbol which marked his right cheek now extended across his entire face. His hair was now a dark blue and his ears were elongated more then any elf's. From his back protruded two ethereal rays which spread into more rays in the form of wings. His two pointy teeth were now elongated and his entire face more hard and adult looking. Unable to expend itself solely by changing his body's structure the magic carved glowing blue emblems all down his body in intricate patterns.
The last changes happened almost instantaneously with the last major surge of magic energy sending the strongest burst of power outwards causing the barrier to bulge then like a sling shot force the energy back in with more force until the magic condensed itself within his heart drawing the most gut wrenching ear shattering cry from his lips.
His body fell limply. Pann caught him and he slept in her arms.
She was glad that he was alive.
When Zenn awoke, Pann was gone.