Love and Gales of song, please guide me through the storm [Hold]

The great journey begins

I woke up with a huge headache. I groan in pain and gently rub my forehead than look around. 'W-what going on? Where am I? What happened?' I thought.  It looks like I'm in a hotel or motel, slowly got up then noticed Striker wasn't in the room and hear the shower on. "This is my chance." I immediately ran out the door as fast as possible and saw Bombproof, jump on him. He got scared and tried to buck me off. "Bombproof! It's me!" He stops, looks at me, and neigh. "You need to take me back home, please."

Grab his rein. Bombproof neigh and gallop, I smile wide, but immediately faded when Bombproof turn around back toward the hotel/motel. "Bombproof!! NO!" He then stops in front of the hotel/motel, I try to use the rein, but a rope wraps around me and pulled me up. "Nice try, but not good enough." I see Striker with his smug look, I glared at him and struggle to get out of his rope. "Good work Bombproof!" He took me inside, sit me down on a chair, and tie me up. I struggle to free myself, feeling his presence next to me and his dark aura, I immediately felt weak and afraid.

"Not so clever as you made yourself to seem, Huh! You do realize I could hear outside of the bathroom?" He chuckles. "Awww, Do I scare you or something? Well too bad~ We ain't got time for that Doll." He walks around me as if he's judging me. "We're now "partner" now, it's my opportunity to lead you to a true cold-blooded environment and for you to help me with my mission." My head started to get fuzzy, groan in pain and pants. I then got a small flashback.

Striker: "Huh... I failed to kill the target at the festival. But don't worry ma'am... It won't happen again."..........."Understood."......"I'll get him next time." He chuckles evilly as he turns off the light. His yellow eyes glow in the darkness to rattlesnake hisses.

I look at him. "Who is she? Why kidnap me? Why were you fighting with-" Striker covered my mouth. "Enough questions. I know you're just gonna ramble on and on. [uncover my mouth] The reason why I took you is that you're working for your so call the boss and his boyfriend." "In all honestly, I don't see them like that and who said I'll help you?"

"I did." He leans close to my face and growled, I look away and shook my head no. I then hear a click, look at him and see him slowly take out his gun. "Do you wanna rethink that Sweetheart?" I sweat a bit, feel anxious, and lean back a bit because the gun he has is a hand angelic gun. "I'll....think about it." "On the hour like this, I guess it's time to train now, I hope you're up for this because it's gonna be a long day." He comes over and unties me. "Now don't go running off-"

I cut him off by kicking him where the sun doesn't shine, punching him, and using the chair to smash it on him, but he caught it and we struggle to get a hold of it. Striker let it go and struck toward me, but I dodge, strike back at him, and grab anything that I could use as a weapon.

I'm about to hold out. but I do acknowledge that he was bigger and stronger than me, but that didn't bother me. I growl at him, run around to confuse him, and jump on him. (The same way how Millie jumps on Striker in ep 5) He immediately got me off, threw me on the bed, and went on top of me, holding my arms and legs down.

"It looks like I don't need to train you [chuckle] but there are some flaws I notice." "Let me go. I won't say anything, I promise." "That's not going to work Doll. [his eyes wander my body then smirk at me] How about instead training, we have some fun~" I feel one of his hands on my body roaming my body, my face deep red, gasping and struggling.

"NO! I never want this." He stop and got close to my face. "You seem pretty confident around me and don't think I haven't noticed the way you look at me or acted around me." I look away in shame and avoid his eye contact. "If you knew then why?" "You might be useful to me one day and I said this earlier. You work with that clown and his boyfriend is the prince. So, surely you know something." I made eye contact and glared at him. "I don't have any connections to Stolas and you might as well tell his wife, Stella? that you quit or lost." He looks shocked while I smirk with a raised eyebrow then continue.

"Another thing, why would I help you kill Stolas? There's no way I would hurt my friend by doing something so terrible. He's everything to her even with all the mess that goes on in her home." "So, you do have connections with the ditzy blue blood." "How would you know that?" "You just said it."

"I still won't help you and you have no proof. It's just words." His free hand went into my pocket searching for my phone, but I didn't have it. "Look like I don't have my phone." He let me go and drag me to the phone that he called last night. "Call her." I dialed her number, but no one answered...then again, I didn't really dial Octavia's number, but a fake one. "No one answered....oh!.....oops!....It looks like it wasn't her number. I totally forgot it and can't seem to remember it." He made a crocodile noise and growl then grab my neck.

"Now look here, missy. I'm not in any mood to play any games. I'm here to do my job and will not quit until I get it done. So, if you help me, nothing bad will happen to you, but if not then let's just say you'll be in deeper hell than where we're at now." "I don't..care about me....do your worst."

I struggle to get free and try to claw him. "Then what about your dear old daddy and mommy? Let's not forget your grandfolks and others." I stop, eyes widen, frozen, and look at him in fear. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "I don't even know if your daddy would come and look for you after what you have done.

He must be very disappointed, but I know you care about him and your family. If you care about them then do your part." He let go of my neck, stand over me, and stared down at me. I cough, holding my neck gently, and pants. "They will be safe, but only if you help me." I look up at him, glancing down and up, and my eyes are close to water thinking about my family, boss, and friends. "Fine! I'll help you.....just please....promise me not a word of this to them or anyone and you can't say anything about my involvement." "Deal."

A tear falls down my cheeks. Striker never notice since his back was facing toward me. I  stayed silent. 'What did I just agree to?' I slowly go up and notice I'm still wearing the same clothes. "We'll get you more clothes, but for now we'll going focus on training." "I...I thought you said I didn't need one." "I did, but I also said "There are some flaws I notice" We're gonna fix that and  lead you to a true cold-blooded environment."

"Isn't killing humans cold-blooded enough? Even shooting a kid?" "That is cold, but it's not cold enough, you have a soft spot and heart, that won't do at all." "So, what? I'm a combination of both of my parents. What do you expect?" "Do you know how to use an angelic gun?" I look at him confused but realized why he was asking.

"Do you really think I would touch that thing?" "Your father did and you just said you're a combination of both your parents which means you know how to use a gun. Am I correct?" I look at the gun and back at him thinking if I'm really doing the right thing? And if there is another way out? But no matter how hard I try.....I I couldn't think of any better way to get myself out of this mess.....so,...I grab the gun. He smirks. "Good choice doll." I didn't look up.....I only stared at the gun in my hand with a deep frown on my face. 'Mommy...Daddy, please come save me ..... I'm sorry. Tears drop land on the ground as I bite my bottom lip trying so hard not to cry. 'Take me away from this monster,'