Prologue

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A/N: Might contain a sexual scene later on, if it is needed by the story. You have been warned it could be there.
Kellin's POV:

Walking home from work was never fun. I always felt like I was being watched or followed. It didn't help that I always finished after dark, and the estate I lived on was full of unsavoury characters. I was nearly at my apartment block when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around instantly, ready to fight, scream or run.

The man stood behind me was dressed all in black, covering as much of him as possible, leaving only his hands and face exposed. In the light, I could barely see him, just the reflection of a near-by street light in his eyes, and a few stray hairs curling around the side of his grinning face. I didn't recognise the few features that I could make out. He was much taller than me.
"Kellin Quinn?" He questioned, clearly forcing an affected voice.
"Huh?" His grin broadened.
"I know it's you. Come on, I know someone who wants to meet you very much."
"No, I need to go home, so that I can sleep before I go back to work again tomorrow." He just laughed, and grabbed hold of my arm.
"Don't worry about that. You don't need to work where you're going." I felt fear rising up inside of me, and prepared myself mentally for a fight. I'd done self defence classes as a kid, and had been forced into fights a few times through High School and then beyond into Collage and then what was now my working life. My fist clenched, and even though I'd have to make a first punch with my weaker left arm, I was sure I could distract him long enough to get away, or at least free my right arm.
"You're wrong. I'm going back to my home, where I have bills to pay, and food to buy." His smile was fading, replaced by a much more serious expression.
"Look, I don't want any trouble. You can come the easy way, where you just come with me and nobody gets hurt, or you can come the hard way, where all I can promise is that you'll end up coming with me anyway, but I'm not promising that you'll be concious."

I took that as my cue and punched him just underneath the side of his rib cage. He took in a sharp breath, before exhaling steadily and using his free arm to pull me so that my back was against his chest. I tried to jerk my elbow back, and then step on his toes, but he lifted me off the ground.
"Put me down!" I tried everything I knew, all the different moves I'd learnt over the years, but once he was in control, I had no chance. Then another man came out of the shadows in front of me, with his arms behind his back.
"Now just hold still. You'll be fine just as long as you hold still." The person holding me up tightened his grip, and the man infront of me pushed my hea to oneside, exposing my neck.
"What are..." I cut off with a gasp as the needle went into my neck, and the cold liquid was injected inro me. Almost immediately, I felt myself slipping away and losing control of my body.

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