Binding Scars (Under construction)

Chapter 1

Her own scream tore down to the deepest parts of the heart, at least the heart of anyone who felt empathy for her. The laugh that broke out following the scream was a menace. It had been 12 hours since they were taken; some were killed, some kept alive and tortured. She was one of "the lucky few," they had said.

She is lucky to be kept alive and given a chance to redeem herself. Do what is right. They persuaded but this was their world. She knew better, her own life depended on that drive more than the pain she was experiencing.

Maybe if her father cares enough, he will look for her. If not him, then her sister will; she needed more time. Time she could only get if she gambled with her own life.

"Tell me where the drive is, and I'll let you leave."

"Fuck you." She spat.

"You know when he comes it's not going to be just water and a few volts. I'm only doing you a favor because you're a girl...a pretty girl."

"Oh, trust me. I'm fluttered."

She sat back and the man splashed water on her again. She waited,tied up and soaked wet. Whether from her own sweat, blood or water she couldn't tell but she wasn't going to budge. She had to prove to her father, she was worthy and that she was at least good enough. She was a daughter he could be proud of too, it didn't quite matter at what cost. She just had to stay alive and endure, hold out and hold on.

The electric pulse shot threw her body and she bit down on her own teeth holding in the pain, and when it stopped her mouth tasted metallic and her nose was bleeding. She laughed throwing her head back before screaming settling in a single emotional state.

The door swung open; calculated steps walked towards them. She couldn't see the person but down to her stomach she knew it was him. She felt it in her blood while the hair on the back of her hair stood. It was as though something dark was heading her direction, fear crippled her instantly, but she was not going to give in.

Removing the blindfold, he punched her gut, and she gasped for air not expecting that at all.

"Fuck!"

"Nice to meet you again. " The deep raspy voice responded.

"Leave us..."

He said to the man that was in the room and turned to look at her sharp-eyed, with a keen intense look. They exchanged glares in the silence of the cold room. No word to the other for a painful minute.

She had paid him no attention a couple of days back though she had noted that he was tall, muscular, and handsome, with chiseled features and a strong jawline. And right at this moment she took the whole of him in.

He was wearing a white shirt with black pants. He had tattoos creeping under his shirt and showing just right on his chest displayed by the two unbuttoned buttons. He had his sleeves rolled up, a set of rings on either hand and an expensive Rolex silver watch.

His piercing blue eyes held no emotions as he looked at her. He had leaned right to her face , hands rested on either side of the chair like this was a normal day in the office.

"I only ask a question once; I am not sure if we had ever encountered ourselves in this situation-"

She scoffed.

"Not that any make it out alive. I rarely let anyone leave alive."

"And what would that make you...God?"

He smirked coldly looking across her face.

"Should we find out?"

He turned looking at the electrocutor. His phone rang just as he was reaching for it. He took it out of his pocket and the silence settled between them. She could still feel the punch that was planted in her gut a minute ago and every volt of electricity that passed through her body, but she wasn't going to give in. Not yet.

Niles placed the phone on his ear without saying anything, he gave her a thin smirk almost not visible as a menace thought came in mind.

He switched the voltage up and walked out as she screamed in agonizing terror while electricity ran threw her like she was being cooked alive. She was holding on by a small thread when it was finally switched off. Her entire body involuntarily hit the floor as she numbed succumbing to whatever feeling that was running through her.

He crotched beside her turning her face to look at him and though she could tell he was there, she could only see a shadow.

"Don't give up yet, we're still a long way to go amore."

Then he stood up leaving her lying there on the cold floor. The next man to walk in untied her, her entire body limbed. She remained like that just waiting for her body to shut down and give up.

You need to get out of here

Allison, wake up. You need to get up.

get up...

get up...

GET UP!!

Her own voice jolted her body awake and she winced in displeasing pain. Her eyes met a pair of blue ones and she quickly pulled herself away, not caring how crippling the pain was. She needed to get away from him.

"You're afraid...Good."

He stood upright and looked at the knife in his hand.

"Now let's get started."

He started to move towards her, but she dragged herself further and further back trying to run from him. He grabbed on her bronze hair; hovering over her, he ran the knife so quick behind her like nothing had happened, but it had. He had cut her hair.

It fell to her sides, cut to the length just above her shoulders. Numbed in thought she looked at him like she had lost the last bit of her senses, but he was smirking.

"I spent the entire night thinking about it, it's the hair." He retorted.

"I knew you'd look better with all that hair gone."

Her heartbeat was running a mile, he was knelt in front of her smirking.

His hand reached for her hind leg, and he ran the knife in the back slitting on her joint. She screamed grabbing onto his white shirt.

"Where is it?" He asked.

She was bleeding, more blood than she had seen in her life. She couldn't speak, her tongue was dry, and she suddenly didn't know how to speak.

He attempted for another leg but this time she couldn't let him. She was already in agonizing pain, her body filled with adrenaline as her own survival instincts kicked in.

She threw her whole weight on him head butting him that the sound of a cracking skull ran through the empty basement. He staggered back and she took the opportunity to crawl. Wherever to but away, as blurry as her vision was she started crawling.

She pulled herself against another wall as laughter broke behind her.

"Where do you think you'll even go Allison? You're locked in here. In a remote area, where will you even run to sweetheart?"