((locked to those that know of immortals, meta/OOC comments welcome))
When I was fairly young, I was a servant to a Pharaoh. The Pharaoh died and was entombed. I had the misfortune of being entombed with the Pharaoh, so that I could serve him in the after-life. Needless to say, I woke up and the Pharaoh didn't.
The tomb was sealed tightly and try as I might I couldn't break myself out. I died from lack of water, woke up, and tried again. It was an endless cycle of dying, and desperately trying to break myself out. It took a pair of tomb raiders to break me out. I imagine I gave them quite a fright.
A couple millenniums later, there was an immortal hunting me. I had no interest in a fight with the child, so I avoided him by hiding on a ship. Not the smartest move I've made as the ship left before I could get off and they didn't take kindly too stowaways. They tied me up, put some weights on me and tossed me overboard.
I drowned and woke up, several times. Every time I woke up, I had to work on getting out of those ropes with less and less time. Eventually, I made it out. For the most part I was helpless, it took me a long time to finally get out.
Centuries later, I was in the mountains. Just trying to get away from everything and had the misfortune to be stuck in an avalanche. I was lucky, the rocks kept me from reviving too often. I really couldn't heal around them. It took an earthquake to break me free. Then I was able to find the leverage to escape.
I don't have many fears, most of them have been faced and conquered. Being trapped and dying over and over again would have to be worst fear. I try to avoid places where this might happen.
Character: Methos
Fandom: Highlander
Word Count: 315
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