My Masked Assassin

Chapter Ten: I Slept With A Terrorist!

I gotta admit, this wasn't the first time a knife has been held to my throat, and it most probably won't definitely be the last.

I felt like kicking myself for overlooking the obvious, I'd been too quick to protect Antonio that I forgot to question why he hadn't collapsed as well. In fact, now that I think about it, he also hadn't eaten a single thing tonight. I had chalked it up to him being too nervous to eat and worrying himself about others. But instead he'd actually been checking to make sure everyone else was eating!

I grit my teeth and made a growling sound as I put my hand to Antonio's arm and pressed hard, it didn't budge.

"I said don't move," he whispers again, even deadlier. His gorgeous accent was gone, he sounded alittle more modern but his English was still rough around the edges.

"What's your game?" I spat at him. This knife was becoming very too well acquainted to me.

"Revengeeee...." he hissed wickedly. "Just look around," he prompts me, and I do so.

Every single person was incapable of movement, it seemed like it was even stressful to blink, but it was apparent that all present was still conscious, just immobile.

"Not only had the Mayor, but even the Governor showed up to this dumbass premiere!" he voice was so gleeful.

"So?" I gurgle. The knife was making spit back up in my throat.

"Let's just say that the Governor did some bad things afew years back to the people of the south" he said spitefully. "And we southerners have a loooong memory"

"So you made a fake profile, incorporated yourself into the upper class of society, waiting to one day become famous enough so as to be able to invite important people to your bullshit event so you can exact revenge?" I gotta say, I respect their dedication and patience. I wanna beat them up, but still, respect.

"Ding ding ding, we've got a winner" he snickers darkly, "Give the lovely lady a prize" he holds my cheeks and puckers out my lips, "You'd be surprised how far a pretty face can get you."

"I cannot believe I had sex with you." I say, more angry with myself then him as I pull my face away from his grip.

"And what a mind-blowingly wonderful experience it was," he nodded in agreement with himself. "So much so that I want repeat it"

I puffed out a chuckle, even thought it made the blade dig deeper into my throat. "You've gotta be mental if you think I'd allow you anywhere near my vagina after today."

"Who said anything about you allowing me?" he says, beside himself with joy.

With his right hand holding the blade to me he reaches for his pocket with his left and brings out an injector, he jams it into my thigh and pressed down the content, forcing it into my blood stream.

Instantly I feel my left leg begin to wobble and soon I cannot feel it at all. I begin to tilt but Antonio puts his arm around my waist, holding me steady.

"The drug will take alittle more time to affect you, unlike the others who consumed it straight down, yours has to spread through your blood stream" he explains to me.

I lift up my hand to punch him but it was moving in slowmo, Antonio laughed at my desperate attempt and just brushes my hand off like I was little more than a pesky fly.

"Now time to have some fun," he grins and beams at me.

I did alittle math in my head. At this rate I'll loss all bodily motory skills in about 2mins, maybe more if I'm lucky. I had no idea if I should fight now or save up the energy for later. What scared me was if I saved up the energy and still won't be able to use it.