Run Away

Ch 37

Micky was panting and wimperig softly, her head was killing her. She had cuts all over her arms and stomach, one single cut in her collar bone and some bruises in her ribcage and the side of her head, causing her to have a black eye, her lips were dry and broken too. It was only the next day from her kidnapping. She was left alone in the room for aboit 3 hours. Clarisse then entered the room. She walked towards Micky and looked at her closely. Micky only glared at her. Clarisse brought up her hand to her ribcage, her hand glowed slightly and Micky felt a burning sensation, she wimpered but relaxed when the feeling was gone, Clarisse did that in her stomach and arms too

"What did you do?" Micky asked

"Healing and beauty spells. Those won't leave scars" Clarisse said "I also healed a broken rib"

"Why?" Micky asked

"I need you alive and pretty" Clarisse said

"You haven't told me what you want me for" Micky pointed out

"I have a plan. A big one. And I need you to be my ally and help me" she said

"Why would I help you?" Micky snapped

"Because this is what you wanted. To prove everyone how strong you are" she said "and I'm giving that to you. All I'm asking for is your foresight. I want to see destiny" she said "Have you heard about Zagan?" Micky straightened up a little

"A deamon. President of Hell. His deamon form is a bull with griffin wings" Micky said

"He has more that 30 leagions of deamons for him, and he is rather handsome when a man" Clarisse said with a smirk

"Oh my God, you slept with him" Micky instantly knew

"Your powers are showing" she said with a smirk "He offered me the throne next to his, he only wants a couple things in exchange"

"Something horrible probably" Micky said

"He wants to come here, to Earth, with all his army"

"Knew it" Micky commented

"And he wants a child" Clarisse said "Unfottunatelly I can't give him that because of what I am, also it is said that the only way to have a perfect deamon son is to make it loyal, humans are the only creatures who are loyal to their parents, no matter what"

"Iugh! You want me to give birth to a deamon?! That's so gross and so wrong. I'm even still a virgin!"

"Exactly. He asked me to choose a virgin for him. And the fact that you are an oracle will mean the child will catch at least a very advanced sixth sense"

"You are sick" Micky said with disgust

"Maybe I am. But I'm also the one who will get you out of here" Clarissa said "But before that" she grabbed Micky's right wrist and squeezed tight

"Ouch!" Micky complained as her wrist burnt

"You are now marked. Once he is here, he'll look for you" Clarissa said

"Hey, step back" Lambert said as he came into the room

Clarissa turned ro him and smirked. He walked towards him swaying her hips before she kissed him, Lambert was shocked but kissed back. A gasp was suddenly heard and Clarisse smirked up at him. Lambert pulled away and put his hand over the side of his abdomen, blood was already pouring from his injury. Lamber fell on his knees and then to his side, the light leaving his eyes

"You killed him!" Micky said panicked with a high pitched voice

"Technically I wasn't even here. So you did" Clarissa said. She then snapped her fingers and Micky was let go from the metal cot, she fell to the floor in four "Don't worry. It was self defence" she threw the knife and it landed in front of Micky. She could only stare at it

"What is going on here?" Garrett asked as he entered the room. He looked at Lambert's dead body, then at a smirking Clarisse and then to Micky who was still in four. Clarisse snapped her fingers again and she was gone "You killed him?"

"No! No, she did!" Micky said standing up

"Get back to the cot" Garrett said and walked to her pushing her by the shoulders

"No! Let me go!"

Micky quickly slapped his hands away, punched him in the face and kicked him in the stomach. She turned to look for some kind of weapon, there were torture instruments in the table next to the cot. In her second of distraction, Garret went back and grabbed her from behind. Micky threw her head back and felt the crack of Garrett's nose, she turned and brought her knee up to his gut. Garret again lunched at her, out of instinct, Micky grabbed a hammer from the torture stuff and swung it at Garrett's head. Garret fell unconscious and Micky crounched to check for a pulse, it was still there. She quickly went for the door, there was another office and then the hallway, her purse was in the office so she quickly took it and ran out. She then realized she was in a werehouse, the streets looked familiar, after reading some signs, she knew she was in Hell's Kitchen. She quickly looked for a telephone boot. She entered and put some coins before pushing the buttons: 9-1-1

"911, what's your emergency?" A lady asked

"I was kidnapped. I just got out" Micky said "I think one of them is dead" tears were leaking from her eyes and her voice cracked

"What's your name and your location?" The lady asked

"I don't know where I am. Somewhere in Hell's Kitchen. There's a bar and a club. I was in the werehouse"

"Police is on its way" the lady said "what is your name?"

"Thank you" Micky said and hung up. She didn't need anyone finding out she was kidnapped. She stepped out and started to walk to a subway station. Suddenly her phone rang. She was shocked it still had any battery left. She relaxed a lot when she saw it was her brother who was calling

"Hello?" She answered

"Thank God you answered. Where have you been? Lydia screamed and she and Scott are sure something happened to you" her brother said

"Stiles..." Micky's voice was strained and Stiles noticed

"Mickeyla, what happened?" He asked seriously

"Stiles" a sob left Micky's mouth, she cried a little before she could talk "I need the pack. Someone is planning something big and I can't face her alone"

"Her? Who's her? What happened?" Micky kept crying, she couldn't help it, she was extremely scared "Mik, I need you to talk to me. The pack, the pack is here, I'm sure Liam, Scott, Hayden and Malia can listen to you. They are all concerned. You need to tell us what happened. Everything"

"Ok" Micky sniffed again "Ok. I'll tell you. I'll tell you everything"