DOUBLE IDENTITY

CHAPTER 1

I wake up slowly with a massive headache. Sweat works it way from my forehead down my face and the first reaction I have is to wipe it off but my hand isn't responding and I snap awake and turn my head to my right, my arm is suspended in the air with a huge metallic chain, likewise for my left hand. Infact my whole form is suspended in the air. I take in my surroundings slowly and notice it's different from the room they kept me in a few hours ago. The door creaks open and the head of security whose name I found out to be Giovanni walks in, a security guard and another man I had earlier on seen in the torture room are with him. I let my head fall, suspended in mid air by my neck.
"You have refused to tell us why you are here and who has sent you", the oldest man drawls in a thick Australian accent. I pretend not to hear him and instead focus on my feet swaying under me. In a quick motion my head is snapped up by the man's hand so that my face is directly in front of his.
"You will look at me WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU", he replied, his voice rising in octaves and I winced from the pain his voice has added to the growing headache. His breath is hot against my face and it reeks of garlic.
"Is it that the economy here is so bad or you're just too stingy to afford toothpaste, you alternate with garlic", I reply in mockery instead, pulling my already battered face in to form a sneer. I see his right hand move swiftly across my face and sharp stinging pain blinds me for a few minutes. I convulse blood in large amounts, spitting out some more I raise my head to face him, I flip away the lock of blonde hair that dangles over my right eye so that I can see him clearly. I look him directly in the eye drawing a shuddering breath I speak up.
"You've used all your toture equipments on me. You can be sure that I will never give you what you ask for even if I breath my last here, my last words to you would definitely be 'rot in hell', I assure you", I replied.
There's no way I was going to give in information about the the very people who took care of bringing me up when my parents where killed by the government. They are the only family I've known for 13 years and some good or bad torturing job will never get it out of me.
"Kenyon, its a watse of time to keep torturing her. She'll never crack so I think we should end her", Giovanni finally spoke. At the words end her my heart picks up speed And I'm terrified. Kenyons face turns darker in to an evil smirk.
Normally in the movies the killers tell you that they are going to make your death quick but when Kenyon's face turns evil I know immediately its name
"You have already told me your last wish so I promise to make your death more slow and painful so thet you don't miss any detail of how you die" I gulp in a lot of air to push in the bile of fear that builds up in the back of throat. Kenyons walks out of the room and Giovanni whispers something to the Security guard who nods briefly and walks up to me I braced my self for pain impact to begin my slow painful death but he surprises me by realing my hamd from the chains. I drop to the floor in a low thud and my gaze flies up to Giovanni's in a questioning manner.
"I would like you to die but not without granting your last wish, a good fight", he replies my gaze, in a cold and stare, with what I guess is a smile on his lips. I wonder what this guy would look like if he actually smiled. He stalks out of the room with the young security guard and I'm left alone. My mind set to work on how to escape before they brought in whoever or whatever was s'posed to kill me. I rub the sore on each of my wrists and scramble to my feet. I sway a little out of light headedness and take fully body analysis on how fit I am. I am not fully done with this when I here a menacing growl from the other side of my door and my hearts drops a good 2cm to the floor of my stomach. As the sounds come more close I move back to the end of the room far away from the door. I try to calm myself down. Breathe in and out Cammie, today is not the day you die. I brace myself as the knob of the door turns slightly and my fear is confirmed when the large head of a beast appears and then it's whole body,then the door is shut immediately. It doesn't seem to have noticed me yet as it starts to sniff the air but I am sure it will notice me soon. As it sniffs, I take in the body of this magnificent flesh eating creature. It belongs to the cat specie, it's jaws are wide enough to clamp down the neck of a fully grown human it looks strong and firm, it's tail is twitching in anticipation. Slowly it turns its head in my direction a let's out a low growl. I take in the full length of its incisors, long-like with daggers jutting out from its upper jaw. I meet its gaze unflinchingly. Lessons John had given me come to my mind.