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Nat-San's POV
As I woke up from being chloroformed, I felt woozy and stupid. I lifted my head seeing an empty room, with magic related items on a table and tubes connected to my body like a hospital patient.
I stared at this dark figure, using some crystal ball. "Hai.." Was all the guy said to the crystal ball. He looked at me with a sinister smile, and came closer.
"I thought this would be hard. But this is a piece of cake." He said exiting the building, and slamming the door.
"What the fuck?" I said trying to move, but I was too weak. My skin turned even more pale than it usually is, I felt my energy draining the more I think. As the tubes absorbed my life, I began getting more woozy.
The clear tubes began taking out yellow stuff from my arms. Let's see, I was chained to a brick wall, tubes are suckin out my life from my limbs, and I'm going to miss my date. Just great.
I lift my legs, using my toes to remove the tubes from my legs, luckily it wasn't as painful as I thought, and they were thin. I felt my legs getting some life back into me. My head went down, and I felt weaker than a stick.
I tried getting my phone with telepathy, be it just stayed in my pocket. I used my foot grab my phone and kick it high. I didn't catch it, but I bit it. I unlocked my phone, and texted Sting. I looked around this stupid room, seeing a flower shop. Really? A flower shop next to an abandoned building?
STOP THINKING NATARI, YOU ARE WASTING YOUR ENERGY!!!
As I texted him, I felt myself getting extremely blurry. Fuck. I clicked send, and felt myself going back into deep slumber.
Sting's POV
"CANDY CANDY CANDY CANDY~~ SWEETIE SWEETIE!!!" My cellphone blared out. I immediately opened my message box, and looked around the guild. No one noticed, but Rogue and the cats were snickering.
"Really Candy Candy By Kyary Pamyu Pamyu?" He said still laughing. "Urasai!" I said slapping his head. I read the text message, and dropped it. I grabbed Rogues collar and ran at light speed out of the guild.
Which caused the doors to break....."STING!!!" The guild shouted angrily. "I'LL PAY FOR THAT!!!" I said shouting back. I looked over to Rogue and his arms were waving in the air. "Where the hell are we going?" He said as I began running slower.
"To save Nat-San." I said with a serious tone, though she may be the sister of the Salamander, I don't care even if I just met her. There is just something about her, making me feel all hot and bothered. (Was that the right term?)
As I looked around, I finally saw a flower shop with a warehouse. In front was probably the douche who kidnapped Nat-San. He was trying to lock his door and he was struggling. "You son of a bitch!!" I shouted punching him three to five blocks away.
Rogue was opening the door, and I kept jumping. I turned around seeing a girl who is like 15 and staring at me with her jaw dropped. She must have seen me punch the guy.
"Oh fuck this!" Rogue said before kicking the door open. I ran inside seeing Nat-San, hanging limply on the wall as tubes were connected to her. Rogue went to a computer, seeing what's wrong.
"NATARI!!!" I shouted as I went to her. "Sting, don't do anything... She might be knocked out from her magic being taken. I'll just reverse the polarity---" Rogue shouted as he began doing things but I shouted.
"I don't care just wake her up!!!!" I shouted with small tears going down my cheeks. I felt her magic going into her through the tubes and her blue eyes opened while her skin color taned back.
She looked at me smiling. "Sting.." She said weakly before falling to the ground. I caught and sobbed slightly in her hair.
"Nat-Chan, don't you ever do that again." I said carrying her. "Where to now?" Rogue asked emotionless.
"I'll just go home.."
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