The Elementals

Chapter 2

My eyes were closed. That was the first thing I noticed when I woke. A sheet had been placed over all of my body but my face. The fluorescent lights burned through my eyelids and my eyes began to sting. I heard footsteps nearing and I waited anxiously for the person to enter the room. Each second felt like an eternity, I just wanted someone to take me out of here, pull the sheet off of me and give me some space to breathe. I felt their presence next to me a moment later. I guessed that it was a man from the heavy footsteps and my thoughts were confirmed when he spoke.

"Alice," he murmured. I didn't recognise his voice. He was probably a doctor. Relief swept through me. Thank God somebody knew I was here. I never liked hospitals much, or doctors, but for once I was overwhelmingly happy to have one next to me. I briefly wondered where my family was but my thoughts were halted in their tracks when the man spoke again.

"You're in a morgue," he sounded grim but I detected the slightest trace of amusement in his tone. Doctors didn't usually crack jokes in the presence of their patients, did they? Especially not jokes about death. I shivered internally.

"We have to be fast, someone could come in any second and I can't be seen," he whispered. My blood turned to an icy slush and bile rose in my throat. He wasn't a doctor. I couldn't move my body, I couldn't see this strange man, I was helpless.

"Yeah, I'm not a doctor." I could hear the amusement in his voice. "I know girls dig that sort of thing, but I'm not exactly the working type," he chuckled.

The urge to slap him across the face was overwhelming but I couldn't move. A slimy feeling began to sweep through my body and my skin itched all over. One moment I was frustrated to the point of having severely violent thoughts, the next I felt like curling up to this stranger. I could feel the anger lurking behind this new feeling, but it was almost like someone had slammed a door on it. My frustration was muted. I only felt at ease.

I waited for him to keep talking, tell me exactly how he knew, tell me what the hell was happening to me. I didn't mind that he hadn't introduced himself. How could I ever be angry with him? The same feeling as earlier returned, and I snapped back into reality. My anger had forced its way back into my thoughts and it immediately pushed all other emotions aside.

I expected the stranger to talk more, explain himself. He didn't though. Instead I felt his arms slide under me and scoop me up into his chest.

He let out a hiss and cussed profusely. "Its starting," he groaned. "Listen, I can't control your emotions anymore so you've got to keep them in check yourself." His voice was sharp, commanding. I let out a scream in my head and felt his body tense. I forced my brain to work harder, forced myself to move.

"Cut it out," he hissed. I threw all my efforts into moving, I didn't know who he was... or what he was. Frankly, I was sure he was on drugs. With all his 'control your emotions' crap. I didn't want hang around long enough to find out though.

My head screamed in protest against my efforts to move, and a migraine so painful formed that I could almost feel it shattering my skull. But this time, slowly, kind of like the way a cloud passes over the sun, I could move. My eyes fluttered open. I was blinded momentarily by the lights and I shifted my gaze away from the ceiling. I had done it. I felt like crying with relief.

"Shit," the guy hissed. "You're already moving, fabulous." My attention snapped back to him and my glee was replaced with anger and panic.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he insisted. I didn't even know his name, I realised.

"My name's Gabriel, in case you were wondering. Gabriel like the angel, for clarification," he smirked. My anger was fuelling me now, desperation aiding it. I let out a gasp of pain as I slowly began to regain movement in my face.

"Crap, you're as good as they said you'd be," Gabriel whined. I briefly wondered who 'they' were, but remembered that when people took drugs, they weren't always straight in the head.

A feeling like fire blazed through me, scorching me from the inside out. Then I could move my neck. My voice was still as useless as it had been hours earlier. I felt like I was food being defrosted in an oven. The sharp smell off car fumes suddenly hit me, and the wind whipped my hair around my face.

My blood began to boil as realisation hit. I took in my surroundings and screamed. Well, choked on my own breath would be more accurate. We were outside. He was taking me somewhere. He was going to kill me. Take me off to a woods somewhere and bury my body. I twisted to look at him, my lips opening and closing, my body fighting for much needed oxygen. Panic consumed me and I felt the tears begin to roll down the sides of my face, dampening my hair. He looked down, an easy-going smile plastered on his face. The grin slipped from his lips suddenly and he looked as panicked as I felt.

"No, no, no! Shit, Alice, no, I'm not going to hurt you I swear I'll explain later," His voice was soft and caressing and somehow my panic eased a little. The same slimy feeling was taking over my body, I suddenly felt tired, too tired to keep my eyes open. Too tired to care. Monday-morning-tired. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew this wasn't right, but I didn't care. The comfort of total darkness called to me and I went to it gladly, sinking into a sleep that I didn't care if I woke up from or not. Before I entered the world of blissful ignorance, though, I heard his soft voice close to my ear.

"I'm sorry, Alice. There's no other way." His voice was laced with sincerity and regret, as if he actually felt bad for kidnapping me.

"You need to sleep," he said, his gentle voice interrupting my tired thoughts. His fingers brushed my head once and then everything went black.

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This needs so much editing it's insane but anyway😈

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