An Alchemist's Envy

Chapter 13: Return

I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.

I HATE HIM!

Ignoring the fact that there was a gun pointed at my face, I ducked under it and slammed my fist into his stomach. Screaming at him, I swung my fists as fast and as hard as I could.

"I HATE YOU!" I yelled.

He acted like my punches were nothing and still had a firm grip on the gun.

He growled and smacked the butt of the gun on my back. Gritting my teeth I spun back around and wrapped my arms around his wrist, back to him, trying to get the gun away from him.

"Aw, bunny, did you miss me?" He whispered in my ear. His words send chills down my spine.

"Don't call me that!" I growled.

I nearly had the gun out of his hand when he kneed me in the back of my leg. I fell to my knees and when I turned to look up at him, he smacked the gun against my face. My right cheek stung and I stood, leaning back against the wall.

We glared at each other for a moment, giving me time to cool off and realize that he hasn't once tried to fire the gun at me. He could've through the door, and he still can now-- but he's just pointing it at me.

".... Shoot." I spat.

With a creepy chuckle, he pulled off his mask. His familiar messy black hair fell against his face as he smiled mischievously at me.

"I wouldn't dare kill you like this," He waved the gun, "Too quick."

I glared, "That's right... Knives are more your thing..."

His face beamed with pleasure at the word, "Ah, so you do remember! I was unsure, seeing how little you were."

I balled my fists, readying myself to lunge at him again. Guess he noticed, aiming the gun down at my leg.

"I said I wouldn't kill you with it, but it can still add to the fun." He winked.

The chills returned as I stood up straighter, my thoughts screaming.

'Now what?! He's finally here, and I can't do a damn thing!'

"Just like old times, eh?" He laughed, taking a step towards me.

'..... No. It's different this time.'

The door to my room is just a few feet away. He's getting closer, so I need to act; NOW!

"Hey--!"

He yells as I dart for the door. I make it just inside the doorway when I feel him yank on the back of my hair, pulling me down hard onto my back. Gasping for air, he yanks my hair harder and pulls me across the floor.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?! We have a lot to catch up on, bunny! Can't go running off now!" He bends down and shoves his face in mine, holding the gun to my temple, "Don't make me use this to make you cooperate!"

"Let go of me!" I reach up and dig my nails into his arm that's got a firm grip on my hair. I saw blood begin to drop down his arm and onto my hands. He pushes the gun harder against my head and let go of my hair.

"You're being rather difficult..." He looked angry for a moment, and then his expression changed to complete happiness, "I love it! Show me more! Your mother was quite feisty, too. It's so hard to come by young girls with your kind of spunk!"

"Shut up!" I tried to sit up, but he climbed on top of me. He laughed as he tossed the gun aside and smiled gleefully down at me.

"That's it! Fight back!" As I struggled, he wrapped a hand around my neck, causing me to gasp for air. He suddenly stopped laughing and leaned in close to my neck. I could feel his gross breath and I tried to push him back.