I wake up in a very damp, cold room. I couldn't see anything, even though my eyes were open, I was blindfolded, this was definitely not what I was expecting. I was sitting on my knees, I could feel the stone underneath, so I wasn't wearing my jeans anymore. Whoever that guy was, he's dead when I see him, how could he!? I shifted, trying to stand, that's when I hear the cold clanking of iron above me. So let us asses the situation, shall we? My hands are bound above my head, my mark clear for whoever walks in this place to see, I can't see, and I'm probably naked. That's just fucking fantastic. I shiver when I feel a cold breeze flow in as I hear a door open, confirming I was only in my underclothes. Then I remember, the were not mine. The mystery gift. This man I met in the woods knew who I was, were I was, and knew what I could do.
"How's my angel doing?" I heard a voice, THAT voice, I heard call out to me.
"What. The. Fuck." I answer, not even moving. He chuckles at my response.
"You always did have a sharp tongue, Kay." He sneered. I heard the scraping of wood across the floor, I could only presume a chair of some sort. Then I saw a bright light, I even winced under the blindfold. I heard a small chuckle escape from him as he dimmed the light. I heard him stand and his riding boots made a quiet stride across the floor towards me. The cloth rustled as his cold breath hit my face, I could tell he was kneeling before me. His hands came around my head and pulled the cloth from my face with a small tug. His soft red eyes meet my furious ones. I glared at him as he gave me a venomous smile.
"Better?" He asked, stroking my hair. I look around, my hair was now as black as his. He probably dyed it, but why? My hands were indeed above my head, and I was in my underclothes. This man was a little to close for comfort to be seeing that, and whatever else he saw while I was unconscious. I saw the wooden table and chair, I squint at the excruciating light. I could just make out the shape of a key on it.
"Sorry I had to blind you, but I couldn't risk you waking up early and ruining the surprise." He continued, as if my current state didn't mean anything. I look at him and get a splitting headache, the blow finally catching up to me, I whine as I collapse under the pain. Unfortunately, the chains kept me up. This only made me feel even weaker. My gaze follows the chain up to it's support on the low celling, the only way out was by the handcuffs around my wrists. I let a small groan escape from me as I let my head fall. The man smirked.
"A mighty spade, giving up? The old lady would've been so disappointed." He said. I turn and spat at him, causing him to fall back, he wiped his face and scowled at me before sending a bruising blow to my gut. I gasp as the air is flushed out of my lungs. He brushes off his shirt as he stood. I pant as I look at him, he had on black slacks and the same boots, he had on a black tee and the same color leather jacket. I again took note on that menacing sheath still hung around his waist. He turned and headed to the door, he stopped at the frame and turned to me.757Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIqq2kgccdK
"I'll come back when your in a better mood." He called before slamming the door shut, I heard several locks fasten into place afterwards. I took this opportunity to actually asses the room. I wince as I stand, the long chain sagging behind me. My arms felt tingly at the rush of blood flow when I lower them. I could only take about 3 steps from the chain welded tight to the ceiling. I limp in a full circle, touching three of the walls I reach out, only a few inches from the table. I slip and fall, only to have my arms fling above me and drag me back to the center of the room. I grimace at the sudden force.757Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs3Zoma0eZ6
"Ok." I pant.
"Can't go past the table. The door's on the other side of it, key on top." I ponder aloud. Luckily, there were no security cameras to see my embarrassing fall, I stand up slowly again, then I start to hear an argument from the other side.
"Did ya 'ear that? The lass will kill 'erself if you leave 'er in there!" A man with a Scottish accent called.
"I'm only waiting till dinner, you'll get over it Ethan!" The man retorted, at least they were planning on feeding me. This also meant that I slept through the night and a whole day again. I wonder if the others were looking for me.
"What if the wee lass uses 'er powers? Or if 'er friends come looking for 'er? Think about it, Seth." Ethan continued. At least I knew that asshole's name now. I put all my weight on the chain, it groaned under the pressure as I swung on it. I sighed as I put my feet back on the ground. I guess I really did have to use my powers, but that's what he wants me to do. I was the only option now, besides Seth letting me go, doubt that. I pull out one of my black tentacles and reach for the key. I reach out touch it, I scream out a hurriedly contract back in, hugging myself in pain. The key burnt my tentacle, I couldn't touch it. I heard a chorus of cheers combing from outside. I sat on the ground to listen to the commotion.
"She did it! She really did it!" a girl called.
"Another round to celebrate!" more chanted.
"Who bet on the first five minuets?" Ethan asked, at least I recognized his voice.
"Pay up boys!" Seth called over the commotion. Wait, they placed BETS on my PAIN!? He is really dead now. I stood again, looking at the key. It sat so innocently on the table, hidden the torture and agony behind it. My back ached, but I couldn't rub the sore with my binds. I stand when I hear a rise above the others.
"Cheers! To the rise of the dark angel!" Seth yelled.
"Cheers!" followed in a string behind him.
"Gotta go fellas. The beast will get hungry soon. She hasn't eaten in a while." He continued. I jump when I hear the recognized familiar clicks of the locks. I look myself over, I had cuts on my knees from the fall and a rather dark bruise just above my belly button.
"The Hell?" I ask, noticing the black heart belly ring, another new addition. My long, black hair was surprisingly neat, and my finger and toe nails complemented it with a dark red. I remember the black lace undergarments, and how happy I was to have new clothes from Katie, I thought they were from them her too. Now I wanted nothing to do with them, or this place, or Seth. I look up and I see the light shine in the room, the lively scene of a pub beyond. Seth entered, a tray of food in his hand. I growl under my breath at that stupidly perfect smile.
"I see your able to stand on your own two feet." He said cheerfully.
"You knew I would try to take the key, you knew I'd use my powers, and you BET ON IT!?" I yell, I tried my best not to smile when I saw him jump. I heard it get quieter outside. It was a good feeling to know I wasn't completely in their control.757Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Um0JaNyB4
"I don't even want to think of what the chains do." I murmur, turning away from him.757Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGzILkxuP4D
"Go on, try it." Seth said, actually with a straight face. I turn back to him, my eyes flashing red.
"No." I said flatly.
"Your scared." He mocked, a crooked grin once again on his face. I run at him, only to be stopped by the trains, I twist my head so I could look that fool in the eyes.757Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbeOOnSo1uw
"You better be damn right I am. I'm in a pub, naked, chained, and I got a clueless douchebag as my captor. I'm scared for my life, but you are too. You know me, my friends, and were we all are, but here's what you don't know. You don't know our determination. My friends will stop at nothing to find me, you have no idea what your up against." I rant, Seth backed up behind the table, setting the food down.
"I don't," He said, looking at the ground.
"But I still wish you would have figured it out." He continued.
"What?" I ask, stepping back so my arms fell in front of me again.
"Your mother never finished her message, mine did." He looked up at me, holding a smaller version of Harry's box in his hand. I gasp, I really hoped I was wrong about what he was assuming. He set it on the table and pushed a button, a cloaked figure tinted blue appeared.757Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡly3d6KyPjH
"Seth." she began, I really hoped it wasn't his mom.
"Your father and I made an agreement with spade, as they did with the other kingdoms. Please, find the successor of that terrible woman, and bring them here. They cannot do any damage to our plan. Please, be the my little shadow, my dark prince." the figure ended, the image disappearing. Seth turned back to me.
"Oh hell no." was my only response, that is before I had another outburst.
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