Gliding in water

Capter 1- kidnapped

(Inspired by upon wings of change by CrystalScherer)

Walking through the bustling streets, Annastasia was making her way down the sidewalk, attempting to stay as close to the wall as she could. Some might wonder why this fine young woman was walking all alone? Well you see, her childhood friend, Layla Mcallen, had just recently come home from her university schooling abroad and proposed a get together between the two. Missing her friend dearly, it came to no ones surprise when she readily agreed.

Turning the corner of the path, she could see the restaurant within her sights. Blinded by her excitement, Annastasia didn't notice the four suspicious characters lurking in the alley she just passed. Not at all prepared for a hand to grip her forearm and yank her back, it took the lady a few moments to regain her balance as she stumbled into the alley. Rather disorientated from her earlier surprise, she could do nothing when the figures led her further into the darkness.

Swiftly pulling herself together, Annastasia whipped around opening her mouth in preparation to voice her displeasure, when she froze in her movements. Just before she thought this was merely a prank by young idiotic adolescents, however she was stopped short when faced with such buff men. All of them were dressed in black sleek suits, the seems were practically bursting as it tried to contain the pure muscle these men had at their disposal. Understanding what was about to go down, she sucked in a lung full of air, ready to scream bloody murder, when a man grabbed her from behind and shoved his hand over her mouth, effectively stifling any sound she could of made.

A cold sweat formed on her brow and her heart was beating furiously in her rib cage, pumping blood through her body and sending her brain into overdrive. Her mind was reeling 'what do they want? Are they gonna hurt me?' She mentally scoffed at that thought 'Of course there going to hurt you, idiot! Why else would they drag you into an alley!?' All though her thoughts were rather hysterical and she was no doubt terrified, her face gave away nothing, it remained scarily blank.

'Whoever these men are, they certainly aren't up to anything good' Annastasia thought. She could see the greed on their lustful faces and she was almost positive she could see the smallest hint of guilt hidden behind their expression but she waved it off, chalking it up to her misinterpreting it. They probably thought a young lady such as herself would be an easy target, but she was determined not to let them have their way with her. She would not allow anyone to walk all over her or take advantage of her in any way. Well, not easily at least...

With that thought ingrained in her mind, Annastasia brought every single action show she has ever watched to the front of her thoughts and adjusted her stance. Moving her feet so the we're at shoulder width apart, she pushed her weight to the balls of her feet, ready to take action at any given moment. As Annastasia saw the man in the middle step forward, she channeled her inner John Cena and threw her head back, hitting the man that was holding her strait in the nose, effectively disorientating him enough for him to loosen his grip, allowing her to rip his hand off her face and swivel around and deck him right in the face. Bringing her hands up to hover at chin level while her arms protected her mid drift.

Swinging back to her other assailants, she kicked out toward the closest man, he was around 5'9, and rammed her foot right into his family jewels. Watching as he fell to the floor, Annastasia directed her gaze towards the last two. Looking for any sudden movements, she caught when the one on the left shifted slightly so she was ready when he launched himself towards her. Pivoting on her foot, she grasped hold of him by the scruff of his suit and used his momentum against him, sending him crashing into the rough floor. Swinging forward Annastasia planted herself on the mans back, locking his arms in place and refraining him from escaping. Unfortunately she had completely forgotten about the forth guy and was holy unprepared for when he yanked her off him.

A hand clamped down on her mouth while the other held her against him. Kicking furiously, she tried vigorously to escape, wiggling against his hold, trying to bite him and even tried head butting the man but nothing worked. It was no use, he had completely overpowered her and put her into a defenceless position. However that didn't stop her, she let her body go completely limp, as if she was giving up, so when the man loosened his hold around her mouth, she opened wide and clamped down around the flesh.

A pained grunt escaped his lips before a sharp pain exploded around her neck. A tingly sensation followed the pain as it spread through her body and forcefully attempted to make her muscles relax. Not allowing herself to give up just yet, Annastasia renewed her struggle, the act of defiance lasted but a few minutes before her limbs stopped functioning entirely. The man holding her against him leaned down slightly and scooped her up into his arms, carrying her princess style. Although her body had fallen victim to whatever was used on her, her mind had yet to succumb.

So as they were carrying her to a van she could of sworn she heard the man carrying her mutter an apology and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes before she was unceremoniously dumped into the back of the van while the others clambered in. Feeling her mind go fuzzy, she surveyed her surroundings one last time, her gaze taking in each one of the men that had forcefully taken her. 'Not one of them had come out unscathed, in one way or another I had harmed them' Annastasia thought with mirth evident in her eyes before she promptly fell unconscious.

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