Alex's POV
I walk back to the cottage from a long day of hiking to the mountain accord for a food run, they have quite a few good necessities like clean water and sometimes even a whole cup of milk. I have a full back of cherries and even a half pound of pork which we will eat for three nights. I usually soak the gorgeous meat in a few drops of milk and some fruit juices but this time I'm thinking we will squeeze the cherries over the pork and then eat them so they don't go to waste.
I push open the screen door to our lovely house and go straight to the small kitchen area that takes up about a fourth of the single room. We figured out that the house had an upstairs with bedrooms in a past life that sure wasn't this one. I look towards the steps that lead to the small upstairs place whih is now filled with bugs and the wood planks of the roof.
I thrust the food into the bucket of freezing water that we keep to preserve our food as long as possible. I look to the sink that was once hooked up and imagine the cottage thirty or forty years ago. I see a beautiful yellow siding to light up the neighborhood and on the inside, pleasent old floors and a cute kitchen with running water and such a thing known as the great microwave. Could you ever believe they had something as great as that where you could put your food in and it stayed cold? Or the refridgerater which warmed up food at the press of buttons. Rumor has it that they once had something called a fork. Which would be used to comb through your hair to get rid of tangles but was once portrayed in a movie called The Little Mermaid as a utensil for eating meats and salads with!
"Rumi! I brought some great pork and cherries, I even got a half cup of milk! Isn't that splendid?" I ask cheefully still dreaming of what life would have been like back then.
Suddenly I snap out of my day dream of the good old 10's. The house is too quiet. Where is Rumi? Is she hurt?
I jump out of the house, completely avoiding the rotted steps and run around it to make sure she isn't just messing around behind the house to scare me, nope, she isn't there. Crap I think to myself as I run into the market tents, wondering if she had gotten restless and went to get food again. Maybe she just went to watch the poeple making trades and bartering as she often does when she gets bored.
I burst into the great faded tent with worn holes in it. Everyone looks up at the sudden movement and I scan for Rumi's eyes and white hair, no, this can't be happening! She isn't here. She isn't here. Rumi isn't here. Rumi, is, gone.
I go up to a man looking especially guilty and I tackle him to the ground. I curl up his shirt collar in my fist and I rip holes in it with my fingernails. He squirms underneath me but I push him harder into the ground.
"When did you set up today?" I ask
"Uh, uh right at dawn." He stutters nervously
"Fantastic," I push him harder into the ground, my fist digging into the soft flesh of his throat and resting on his windpipe, making sure that he knows how strong I am and what I'm prepared for "Did you see a girl come in here with white hair?" I question him
"No! No! Well, yes, maybe?" He replies, his body shaking with fear under my strength.
"What happened to her?" I ask him furious at his stupidity
"She was about to be beat up but her guardian or something came in and said that it wasn't right to beat up mentally retarded people and he took her back, probably to their home or something. I didn't question him." He stammers looking left and right trying to get an idea of how to get out from underneath me.
"What? Why does everyone think she's retarded?" I yell in outrage trying to make sense of the situation. "She was kidnapped." I say more to myself and under my breath than anything but I guess the guy behind heard me.
"Excuse me for interrupting, but who was kidnapped?" A new, deep voice from behind me asks.
I look up and see a guy with dark hair that is tied back in a long ponytail and crazy eyes. He smiles at me with crooked yellow teeth and laughs a deep laugh that sends shivers down my back and arms. I turn back to the guy I am pinning.
"How do you want to die?" I growl
"What? Why do I have to die? Come on, please, please." He stammers, begging for his life which causes me to laugh in his face.
"You have to die, because you are a stupid, stupid man. I am Alex, and my victims never live to tell the story, why should I save you?" I ask him seriously
"Because I have a family, kids, I gotta wife who needs me and-" I cut him off because this is just pitiful
"No one has a family, everyone abandons their kids, and no one gets married." I snarl at him "Don't lie to me. You are just giving me more reason to kill you."
"Please!" He screams just as I crush his windpipe. It takes a few seconds for him to suffocate but the second I snapped the pipe he was good as dead. I stand up, dusting off my hands and kicking the body under his cart. I now to face the other guy.
"That was kind of cruel." he says with a sad face
"Please." I mutter
"Well who got kidnapped?" He asks "Because that's a lot of trouble to go through."
"My umm, my neighbor." I lie so that he doesn't know I am friends with her and take it as a weakness
"You're awfully concerned about your neighbor." He says raising and eyebrow as if to ask She's not your neighbor is she? I gulp and look away trying to avoid his wide eyed stare.
"She supplies my water and meat, I need her to survive and I can't just raid her house because she keeps the goods in a safe, I wouldn't want to wage a crazy war with her." I say easily evading his two in one question.
"Well I can help you find her, I'm a fantastic investigator." He chuckles stroking his long ponytail and twirling it with his fingers like a girly girl.
"No! I just met you! I can't trust you with this." I shout at him as I shove past him
"I can help you!!!" He shouts after me as I run into the woods. The last thing I hear from him is "Sean."
No idea what Sean means, maybe it's his name? I don't know all I can think about is Rumi and if she is okay.
A/N:
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