Heroes Appear (Under Construction please read author note)

Chapter 8: Black Market

Uptop: Koray

Carolines' heart raced as she started to come back to. Her head feeling fuzzy the last memory she had was she being dragged from her apartment: 

Caroline had left her bed hearing a knock, thinking it was her father who had planned on visiting her. She opened the door to be rushed by three large men, the one having a visible scar on his left cheek. However, everything occurring fast, making any other noticeable features a blur. She last seeing the security guards dropping to the ground clearly having been shot. Not remembering hearing any gunshot beforehand. Caroline fighting for her life to be let go, having thrown anything that was near her hands at the the three men. Running down the hallway to her room attempting to lock herself in. However, was not fast enough and the man with the scarred cheek crashing her door in breaking the hinge. Before she knew it she was being held down by the other men as the one with the scar held a cloth against her mouth while choking her. Feeling her limbs go numb and her screams silencing. The last she felt was she being dragged against the floor then all went black. 

Caroline's eyes soon fully opened however everything was black, a whimper of pain escaping her lips. Her head banging with pain and her nose stinging from an unfamiliar scent. "She's awake!" a Male voice shout into what she presumed was a hallway. She tried to move however still felt numb, her wrists feeling unbearably heavy and her neck weighed down. Skin prickling from the cold air nipping her skin, and from whatever was around her wrists and neck. She heard footsteps enter the room "Damn-it you were too rough, her skin is full of bruises. We will need to wash her and get some ice on those before he arrives". She listened as the footsteps neared her and soon felt hot breathe on her cheek "You awake little princess". She stayed quiet however felt her hands shaking with fear. "Apparently little mouse doesn't want to speak" his voice filled with hostile as she was suddenly pressed back against the wall a large hand against her throat cutting her air. She yelled in fear just for the scream to be cut with a firmer grip "If you want to live, you will learn quickly rule 1. Never scream, 2. Answer when spoken to. So lets try this again, Are you awake". She felt the grip loosen on her throat, she coughing as air re-entered her lungs "y-yes" she croaked, panting, feeling her body curl into her just to slowly recognize she had no clothes on. "Wh-where... Where am I?" The male voice once again brushed near her "That is for us to know and for you to not concern yourself with". The man stood and started heading out of the room "Rule 3. If you want to live you will only speak when spoken to, and will meet all that is required of you, understood?". Caroline felt her heart racing feeling a panic attack rising "Y-yes" quickly answering not wanting to be choked again. She felt tears running down her cheeks, however did not make a noise remembering rule 1. "Get the necessary photos of her and we will send them to our client" the door shutting behind the man. 

Caroline panted harshly feeling panic over-take her, finding it difficult to breathe. Suddenly she felt hands move around her head taking off the blind-fold. Her eyes slowly adjusting the the dimmed room, blinking multiple times her vision blurred from the blind-fold and from the building of frightened tears. Her eyes soon connecting with a male she recognized immediately as the one who had took her, scarred left cheek. She started crying quietly as she looked around seeing other women trapped/naked/and battered. Dry and new blood spotted on the walls and floor. Each woman had a number burned on their neck. She looked back at the man who showed no sense of sympathy to the situation, however she noticing he also having a burned number in his own neck. He sighed silently "Look, if you want to survive... just play the game. The more you fight their game the closer you are to death... take another look around". She slowly did and noticed now some of the women are alive, others having been killed and their bodies rotting. The scent that had been stinging her senses. She leaned over puking, unable to stop herself. Her throating stinging from the pain of metal pulling against her throat as she leaned forward. Soon after, leaning back to now see she has been chained to the wall. Chains encasing her wrists, neck, and ankles. There was no escape for her. She looked at the man "Where... are we..". The man stayed silent as he started scrubbing her skin with a dirtied sponge as he had been ordered "Welcome to the black market, names Koray or #51734. The man who was just here is my master. You have a master as well, he will be here soon to retrieve you. Welcome #93253, Caroline."