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Taken For Granted

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Val P.O.V.
I heard feet stomping towards the stairs. "Damnit, why are they here?" Oliver growled. Nico and Oliver walked towards the door. I noticed that Oliver's eyes were pitch black. Werewolf thing? "They're down here!" A man yelled from upstairs. Aw crud, they must've seen the flour. Nico and Oliver both took a protective stance. "Stay back Dom." Nico told her. She nodded terrified.

Two men came through the door, and the boys attacked. They didn't change into their wolves, so maybe they weren't sure if they were wolves. No, wait. They just morphed into their wolves, never mind. The other men turned into wolves and fought. I looked over at Dom to see her horrified. Riiiight, she didn't know yet.

I felt an excruciating pain on the back of my head. I crumpled to the ground. I twisted just enough to see a man standing above me with a wicked smile. He looked like he was about to laugh. My limbs felt like they were being torn from my body, and my head felt like it was being crushed. The last thing I saw was Oliver, Nico and Dom being tied up, and Oliver had look of guilt on his face. Then I gave in.

0.0

I slowly opened my eyes, worried about what I would see. I kept them mostly shut. My arms felt like they were being pulled from their sockets. I noticed that my feet weren't touching the ground. I'm hanging from my hands? I looked around to see a large dungeon like room. There were chains all over the room, and one small window.

A man walked in the door, with a strange whiplike weapon. "Hello." He told me. I kept my mouth shut and blinked at him. I will not give them what they want. His expression darkened and he repeated "I said hello." I kept my mouth shut, and didn't change my expression.

"You will talk, or you will learn what pain means." He said to me darkly. I just stared at him, he wasn't getting anything from me. He growled and straightened the whip in his hands. He ran it down one of my scars, tearing it open. Pain shot through my entire body. I fought the need to scream and curl pain. This wasn't like before, this felt like it was being torn slowly, then burned with flames.

He took a step back and smiled at his work. I struggled to keep my breathing check as I stared at him. "Now talk!!" He yelled to my face. I shook my head, a smirk slowly working its way onto my face. He growled at me, furious at my expression. "TALK!!!" He yelled, spit sprinkling onto my face.

He looked like he was about burst when the door came flying open. A shorter man walked in, a look of surprise on his face. "What are you doing? We were told to make sure that SHE WAS UNHARMED!!" He yelled, but he seemed terrified and not angry. "Whatever." The taller one grumbled.

"Get out, now!" The shorter one told him. The taller one grumbled something then walked out, the shorter following close behind. I decided to accept my good fate and look around.

The room looked fairly big, there were more chains around me hanging and it was overgrown with moss. I looked up to see bars running across the roof. My chains were wrapped tightly around my wrists digging in at the sides. The chain only hung by a hook.

I got an idea, and planned it all out in my head. I gripped the hook and swung back and forth. I wrapped my legs around the bars and slid my chain off the hook. I flipped over onto the bar. I managed to get a better look at the chain, it was only wrapped around my wrists tightly. Idiots.

I unwrapped the chain and rubbed my wrists, trying to sooth the rash that had developed. Once the rash finally started to stop aching, I crawled to the wall and dropped down and hung on the bar. I dropped to the floor and rolled to soften my landing.

I snuck over to the door and grabbed the handle. I opened it slowly, then took a peek out. There was a long hallway, with no one guarding me. I crouched down and snuck into the hallway. I ran as fast as I could without being to loud. When I got to the end I opened the last door just enough to see.

There were three men in there, the two I saw earlier and another. I could only see his back, but he looked bulky. The odds were not in my favour. There were no door along the hall an the window was way to small. This was my only shot. Then the man turned around, and he had that psychotic grin. He looked straight into my eyes.

"What are you doing out?"

"I'm a leader, not a follower. Unless it's a dark place, then hell no you're going first.