Shadow Of The Assassins

Chapter Three - Elara

Fuck.

I could hear the sound that indicated I was alive. I flickered my eyes open intently regretting it a huge florescent light was in my face, I could hear yelling outside. I sat up and observed. I was in a black sports bra and my wounds had been taken care of.

I sat up with a groan, feeling my aching ribs with my arm. It feels like my ribs had been cracked or broken when that guy hit me. My left hand had been chained to the bed, so I couldn't get away.

The yelling got louder and louder until I recognized the voice, it was Giovanni. I saw a male nurse fall into the doorway with blood running down his nose, he got up and went the other direction, going as fast as his legs would take him.

Moments later, Giovanni walked through the door with Lorenzo following behind him. He turned around and locked the door. Gio had a key in his hand and was walking towards me. "We have to go. Now" he came by me and unlocked the cuff, helping me out of the bed. "Why, what's going on?" I asked in a hurry, Giovanni held me up while Lorenzo helped put a shirt on me.

Who were those guys? How long was I out? What's going on? Why do we need to leave now? How did Giovanni get that key? Why was I cuffed to the bed? All these questions went through my head and I guess they could tell because Giovanni shook me.

"All questions will be answered when we leave this place." I nodded I couldn't fully walk because of the gash on my leg, Lorenzo put I arm around his shoulder and help me walk while Giovanni kept looking out.

He unlocked the door, and we walked out, Gio looked around the hallways to make sure no one would spot us. "Guys go back" Gio hurried us back, turning around the same guys in suits stopped us. We tried to back up soon, hitting another bodyguard.

"You three are coming with us" the bodyguard pulled a gun out, I reached for my life only to realize they were gone. A panicked expression came onto my face, the same face was on Lorenzo's face, Giovanni still his Stone cold expression.

I held onto Lorenzo, his arms still supporting me. There was one bodyguard In front of us and another behind us, they had their loaded guns out pointing towards us.

We walked until a door was opened, and we took a left going down some stairs, this looked like a basement. There were three chairs lined up next to each other. And a table in front of it with a single chair on the other side.

This isn't a basement.

It's an interrogation room.

The bodyguards sat us down in the seats, I was in the middle with Lorenzo on the left and Giovanni on my right. They went by and tied our hands to the chair along with our waists so we couldn't get up.

"Is this too tight?" the guard asked, tieing my hands. I looked up at him and shook my head no. they walked off, closing the door behind them. "What the fuck have I done." I mumbled, closing my eyes tight and putting my head down, letting the hair fall In front of my face.

We sat in silence for a bit, "L?" I said towards Lorenzo. "Hm?" he gave me a hum, I looked at his face, his eyes were fixated on the ground. "Are you okay?" he didn't answer me. He let out a shaken breath, giving me everything I needed to know.

We've been through more than this, yet I've never been as scared as I am right now.

Me, Lorenzo and Giovanni are a bunch of different personalities put together. And for the most part, we go well together.

Lorenzo's more of a soft-hearted biker boy even though he's not old enough to drive, yet he loves to ramble on and on about the future and how many bikes he's going to have. He's strong headed and stubborn at times and hates confrontation, but he's soft-hearted and loves animals. He's got short blond hair and light brown eyes, he's got a good figure with muscle.

Giovanni on the other hand has more of a trapezoid figure. He had big broad shoulders with light brown hair and memorizing hazel eyes. But he's more cold and cut off than we are, but he's been through a lot. But he's strong-willed and pushes to achieve his goals. He's also got a soft spot for children and me and Lorenzo. Giovanni fights a lot, though. I couldn't tell you how many wounds I had to fix because of fight clubs.

And lastly, theirs me. I have short brown hair that's just starting to touch my shoulders. I also have dark green eyes and freckles on my nose and upper cheeks. As for the figure, I have more of a boxy figure with fewer curves. So I'm built more like a door than a lady. I enjoy watching corny romance movies. And playing in the rain and sipping tea by the fire place.

I had been taken out of my train of thought when I heard the door open. He had on a black suit, along with short black hair.

He sat down in the seat and only then did I see his face. He had brown eyes and a five o'clock shadow. He looked oddly familiar...where had I seen him before-

Mother Fucker.

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So I think I'm going to update every Tuseday and Friday so I hope you enjoy (Ik its not Tuseday)