Devil's Moon

Chapter 2

Taylor awoke with a start. A bright light was being shined into her eyes, which she quickly closed again. She couldn't hear her captor moving. Or breathing for that matter. She opened her eyes to see the pale, curious face of a...........TEENAGE BOY! This boy managed to kidnap her? Or was he just watching her for his team leader?

"I am your kidnapper. You will answer my questions or else." the boy stated, letting the threatening sentence trail off. So he wasn't the runt of a group.
Taylor waited a minute before answering "Only if you answer mine first."

"I can't allow that." So he was going to be difficult.

"Why did you kidnap me?"

"That's confidential" Well this boy will be annoying.

"Where's your boss?" Taylor demanded again.

"Also confidential."

"You know what else is confidential?" The boy looked confused "THIS!!!" She flung her arm around, having cut the rope with her pocket knife, and punched him square in the face. Almost. He grabbed her fist just before it hit him and twisted her arm till she screamed in pain. He then delivered a quick jab to her neck, knocking her out cold.

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He wished he didn't have to do that. He didn't want to hurt her. But she needed to cooperate. And if she didn't.......he might have to hurt her more. Which of course wouldn't be good. He needed her trust.

Huffing a little, he lifted up the girl and put her on the bed. He went to turn on the light, then thought better and left it off. He couldn't wake her up just yet. He walked back over to her and sat on the edge of the bed. He hadn't meant to get involved with his fathers stupid idea to take over the world. To be honest, he didn't even understand why his father wouldn't let him interact with normal people.

After a few minutes, he couldn't take it anymore. He gently shook the girl. She groaned and rolled over. Well at least she's going to be okay. Honestly, he didn't understand the care that he was feeling for this little girl. Could he call her that? She looked around his age. Give or take a year.

Then, in came two men, dressed fully in black.

"What information have you gathered?" The first one demanded.

"None. She's being difficult."

"You need to hurry. The boss isn't very patient." The second one stated.

"Just give me a little more time. I promise i'll have something." The two men nodded at this and promptly left. And the boy was glad. They were the reason he was locked up in here. They were the reason that he needed the girls trust.

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Author's Note
Did you enjoy? Please leave constructive criticism and feedback.  The only other stories i've referenced here are ones that have that kind of 'fight scene' dialog. Another thing, I am only 12 years old and giving this story my best even though i'm not very experienced with this genre. Writing is my aspiration and I love doing it. Thanks for reading this story!