Running to see what all the commotion was about. I turned a sharp corner, ducking behind a broken piece of large concrete. Hearing the groans of the man that was just running, now lay on the ground being kicked by the group of men. He lay there groa...
Rumbling was all I heard as I tempted to open my eyes, but my movement was stopped by a soft piece of cloth. Groaning remembering the assault that recently took place I try to sit up but my movements was stopped by rough hands.
The rough, large hands push me back into place, ''okay then'' I mumbled out, feeling the dryness in my throat, my hands rushing to my neck feeling the discomfort. ''Stop'' a quiet voice spoke, the rumbling of what I assumed was a vehicle was loud making the voice sound even quieter. ''Stop what'' I spoke the discomfort in my throat even more noticeable.
Hearing a deep breath being taken, ''moving''. The click of a gun rung loud in my ear stopping my movements. Mentally rolling my eyes, the vehicle came to a hard stop pushing me forward. The wind from the doors being rushed open made chills run down my spine. Quickly placed on my feet and and pushed by yet another set of hands. ''walk.'' Holding back the words I wanted to say I begin walking, feeling a hand grab my upper arm way to rough for my liking.
Pushed against a rocky wall the makeshift blindfold was ripped off. Quickly opening my eyes using my hands to block the sun coming from the cracked windows. ''Was all of this really necessary'' I spoke rubbing my eyes blinking a couple of times to get adjusted to the rays of lights. ''Yup'' was all he said pointing at a chair signaling me to sit. Looking around the tiny room. The ceiling was cracked with tiny pieces of it falling every so often. The wall held a big, lonely window which also held cracks.
Sitting my hands crossed over my chest eyes squinted looking directly at him. I so wanted to punch him, like really, really punch him. Pulling another chair from the corner of chairs that had been staked neatly all of different colors and shapes. ''What is this place'' I looked up at the crack ceiling his eyes following mine. ''A hide out, somewhere we take people for questioning.'' I knew what he meant by ''we.'' Ezra works with a specific group of men who like to think of themselves as a brotherhood. They go by the name of ''The order."
I found the name corny but they did the work other organizations couldn't. Meaning that they can be hired by anyone from anywhere. ''Who you working for this time Ez.'' I questioned lifting my eyebrow. ''don't call me that.'' He said his tone dropping'' Releasing a chuckle ''Let me guess,'' I spoke putting my finger to my chin as If i'm thinking way to hard. ''The clones, Bluejay, Roman'' I said placing my arms on my thighs leaning forward trying to guess what organization he worked for now. He looked over me as if he couldn't be more bored.
He looked over me eyes slanted over at the man who had been there but never spoke once. ''you can go now, I got this'' Walking out closing the heavy door with a loud boom. The room feel silent once again looking over at him, his eyes already boring into mine. ''I'm questioning you not the other way around.'' He said pushing his back against the metal chair. ''Where is he'' he questioned looking into my eyes while speaking. Tilting my head towards him ''wheres who?'' I questioned him, confusion washing over me.
Slanted eyes looked at me ''you know exactly who, don't play innocent.'' Huffing crossing my arms back over my chest sitting back. My back hitting the cold metal making me feel cold. I had no idea what the crazy asshole was talking about.
''The boy from the woods, I know you went on your first run alone when you took him.'' He stated standing crossing his arms over his chest mimicking me. Towering over me I can now see his upper body which held many blood stains. Which i'm sure at least one was his blood from how fresh one stain looked compared to the others. ''you're hurt.'' Reaching down to cover his side he covered the wound ''I'm fine'' he said obviously in pain.
''The boy is doing fine, I got to him first.'' I said shrugging as if he was an item instead of a human being. ''But roman had claim on him first.'' He said said moving closer to me. ''We all know how the game works Copious throws a child out and whoever gets there first gets there first, simple.'' He should know this it's being going on ever since the dictator took over.
The dictator has been in rule for about 200 years, of course the man himself is dead but his legacy lives inside of his crazed followers since the day someone put a built in his head. His laws still rule over ever single person alive. Snaping me out of my thoughts Something wet hit my leg, quickly looking down. A wet spot left from whatever liquid is seeping through the soft, broken roof. Wiping it I looked at him waiting for a response.
''Well it seems as though one of you is lying, and i'll take it, its you." He said in a serious tone. Narrowing my eyes ''me?'' I said throwing my head back in laughter, slapping my leg. ''That's so funny coming from you.'' Crossing his arms over his chest spectating me ''you're a crazy bitch you know that.''
Standing up trying to reach his height but failing ''Don't call me that,'' I spoke with my voice just loud enough that he could hear me. Standing so close I feel my chest graze when I breathe. Looking into his eyes, he stared right back silently challenging me. ''Don't ever.'' I said sitting back down into the warm chair.
The screeching of a loud door made me look over at it revealing the man who helped my kidnapper. I had just got a good look at him, beard graying in some spots, his dark hair curling every now and then. He was a good looking man if I do say so myself. ''It's time to get going before night falls.'' He spoke a little agitated looking over at me, rolling his eyes.
My eyes shifted over to Ezra who was looking out of the cracked glass window. ''Yes night will be approaching quickly, lets go.'' He grabbed a black bag that had been siting in the corner. Looking over at me he shrugged. ''We will be coming for the boy.'' He spoke walking away not looking at me. ''What about me!'' I screamed standing, ''You kidnapped me and I have no way back.''
''Best start walking.'' He said getting into his van and driving off. I huffed and flipped the back of the van off and started my walk back already feeling tired.
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I'm too tired to edit this or re read it so sorry for any mistakes.
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