A.A. (Assassin Academy)

6.

It's cool.....the ground is hard....ugh...

I slowly started to open my eyes.

Concrete floor?

I was on a concrete floor which felt good against my hot pulsing skin. I groaned as I slowly started to get up. My body ached and I could feel a massive headache in the base of my skull. I rubbed my hands on the back of my neck, trying to release some of the tension.

I started to observe my surroundings, they did not look like my room in A.A. headquarters.

Where am I?

Suddenly the memory of what happened hit me like a bus.

"Oh snap! What in the hell happened to me?"

I started to pace around. Trying to make sense of what happened.

"You're awake." A husky, smooth voice spoke out from the shadows of the room. Followed by some metallic jingling.

I immediately went into my combat stance.

who's there?

Out of the shadows limped the young alien from the x-event...Jakein...

He was shackled to the wall. The shackles had iron spikes on the inside, so if he were to try to get away he would be gouged in the wrists. He only had combat pants and boots on, covered in blood.

"You..." I whispered.

Jakein suddenly collapsed against the wall, fainting. He eyes were shut.

I got out of my stance and immediately sat next to him. He was breathing heavily, most likely from exhaustion. I started to look all over him, he was completely shirtless.

hmmmm....interesting....

I looked all over his extremely toned pale body. You could see that he obviously took care of himself.

nice abs....

I gently touched them out of curiosity and grinned.

His body trembled with each labored breath he took. On his arms were distinct muscles and veins popping from within. Also on his pale skin were the distinct silver swirls running all over his body, weaving in an alien way. His long dark black hair clung to his back and face. The front part of his hair was pulled back in a fish tail braid. His hair reminded me of the elves from Lord of the Rings. My heart started to race a little.

I love guys with long hair....mmmmmm

Quickly shifting back to reality, I gently touched his arm and was then greeted by blood coating my hand. He had been whipped on his back numerous times. There were black and purple bruises covering his sides, back, legs and face. I felt so bad for him, and honesty...I wanted to help him.

I needed to wake him up and to know what was going on and where I was.

"Jakein..." I gently stroked his arm.

He started to groan and stir a little.

"Jakein." I said a little louder.

He opened his eyes.

And I was shocked immediately. His eyes were a deep, electric, sapphire blue that pierced my very being. I suddenly could not process anything. Everything was moving in slow motion in my mind. My attention was suddenly drawn to the shape of his lips. How warm and soft they looked. Like velvet. I wanted so desperately to place my lips onto his, to know what his lips felt like. I heard a raspy voice in the background.