Gang || #Wattys2016

Chapter 18

He starts dragging me out of the bar and around the corner. I try to scream for help but people are either too drunk or don't care. They said they had my back but they aren't here for me. We get to the back of the bar and he slams my back against the wall. He pulls out a gun and points it right at my face. I put my hands up instinctively.

"Please don't kill me," I said almost crying.

"I've heard that a million times, why would I listen now," he grins as he takes the gun off safety.

"Because my skills would be useless if I were dead," I tried to reason.

He drops his grin and looks at me, thinking about the possibilities.

"Continue," he said not making an attempt to put the gun down.

"As you know, I am a baiter, I could be useful to you, just let me live."

"You're not a very good one," he laughs evilly.

"This was my first time ever being on the job, I can do better, I know it," I say desperately.

He seems to think about it for quite a while. I know hardly anything about him but I would rather be stuck with him then die. Maybe I am just buying myself time. Hopefully the guys will pull through and save me from him. Before I know it Simone makes his decision and it was a good one.

"Try anything and I will kill you without any hesitation," he motions me forward with his gun. I slowly walk toward him. Once I'm next to him he grabs me by the elbow. I try to walk slow but he drags me to walk faster.

I don't know where we are going but I don't dare ask. We walk up to the road and a black car pulls up. For a second I though it was the guys coming to me rescue. I was dead wrong, Simone pushed me in the back and he sat in the front. Once settled he turned and pointed the gun at me, looking at me intently.

"To the Garage," he said to the driver. The driver doesn't even say anything, he just drives. I got myself into something I don't know I can get myself out of.

*Derek*

"Where is she!" I screamed to Damon.

"He figured us out, he has her," Damon said, I could tell he was trying to hide his guilt.

"We need to get her, now!" I said yelling. She will be tortured for information she doesn't have. I don't have the time to get another baiter, there is no other reason then the fact that I don't have time.

"Luke, Ben, you get the car ready and try to GPS her tracking device locations." I barked orders.

"Damon, you drive back to the house and stay with the girls, make sure they are safe, and don't tell them what's happening." I ordered. The last thing we need right now is them trying to be heroes.

"Quinn, you stay with me, we will shut down the house and calculate a new plan," after I finished I went off to the bathroom to wash my face. I should have known she wasn't ready yet. I swear to god if he hurts her I will snap every bone he has in his body.

*Skylar*

We finally parked at a huge garage, I am really tired but I wouldn't dare close my eyes. There was only one garage but it looks like it's supposed to hold airplanes or something. They part and the driver says something to Simone in some sort of language, like Italian or French. Simone replies in the same language. I got frustrated that I couldn't understand them, I knew I shouldn't have chose Russian in high school.

Simone got out of the car, he opened the door and grabbed my elbow again. He dragged me out and took long strides towards the metal door. The driver drove over to the gravel next to the garage and parked. I didn't get to see where he went because Simone had already slammed the door behind us. There were a dozen or so lights on the tall ceiling. We walked across the concrete floor and I looked at everyone watching me. So many guys with guns, so many guys with beer and cards, so many guy that kill.

He brought me to the back of the garage to a small room. The room sort of resembled a police interrogation room but without a one way mirror. He sat me in the metal chair. He sat on the other side of the metal table and folded his arms, laying them on the table.

"So what makes you think you can improve on your skills," Simone said.

I feel like this is a job interview or something, the setting not so much.

"I only had a month of training, that was my first real assignment, not only can I learn from my mistakes but I believe that you can bring me back to the facility for more training," I hated that place more then anything but it feels like home compared to this place, compared to these people.

"Say I don't kill you, whoever sent you will come to find you to bring you back," he said.

"If you kill me, they will kill you on your own territory instead of using a rookie to bring you to them," I shot back.

He frowns, knowing I'm right. "Well i guess we'll have to make sure they don't come near," he grins at me.

He gets up, "Wait," I tell to him, "how did you figure me out?"

"That tattoo on your wrist," he says, "I know Derek is the one who sent you."

He left, locking the door after him. I lay my head down, sighing. That stupid tatto Ben made me get, its his fault I'm here. I hope they come for me, they should have been there for me. I can't believe I actually trusted them to be there. I sigh again, I slowly feel my eyes close and I fall into a dream filled sleep.

I wake up on a small cot and get up, my feet touch the cold stone floor and I stretch. I look down and I am wearing a dress, not the red one I was wearing in the interrogation room, a big puffy blue one. I look at the rips and grime on it and wonder why I am even wearing it. I look around, this place looks mid-evil and from a fairy tail. I go to the mirror on the wall to my left. I look at my reflection and almost scream from surprise.

My face was also full of grime and my hair was in a neat French braid. I look at the crown on my head in awe. I feel like a princess, actually now that I think about it I am. I am Princess Skylynn of Kenzler Kingdom. No, I am Skylar from a small town. I don't know who I am.

I go to the window on the other side of the room and look out. I get dizzy from the view. I must have been 4 stories high, all that was around me was water, beyond the river was dark forest. I look just past the river to see two knights, both fighting with long swords.

One had a dark horse that had a vicious glare. The other a gentle horse with bad intentions. They fought with all their might, not once looking my way. I couldn't help but hope the gentle knight won his colors of blue that made me think of freedom, the other one gave off a cold darkness I couldn't describe, his colors of black, like the color of his vicious companion. The blue knight knocked the evil off his horse. He jumped off his own and before the evil could get up the blue knight stabbed him right through his chest.

A gasp escaped my lips, the blue knight looked towards me and lifted his palm to me, like he was telling me it was for me. He got back on his horse and tugged off his helmet. It wasn't any knight, I knew this knight, I just couldn't put the name with the face. Four other knight came rushing out of the woods. One of them said something to the blue knight, startling him.

"Jump!" he yelled.

I scrambled on the window sill, no questions asked, I was about to jump when I hesitated. I looked up at the blue knight, our eyes met and I realized, I would do anything he asked of me, because I trusted him.

I jumped, I soared though the air and I felt the wind whip at my dress and hair, I fell or what felt like for hours, I closed my eyes as I neared the water. Just as my body got devoured by the icy water I was in darkness.

I opened my eyes to see I was back on the cold metal table. I sigh, then get up and walk to the door. I try to open the door and to my surprise it opens. I look out to find everyone gone, this doesn't seem right.

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