"Really Moro, I thought you were a good fighter. Of course I was wrong, you punch like a little girl." I tease him.
I began to laugh until the next punch came to my face.
Moro was the leader of a group of mercenaries in Wobani. He would control a lot of trafficking in the market. He was a criminal, most would fear him. He was big and strong. Moro would oppress people, villages, in order to gain money.
I was now on his bad side, he tied me up to a chair. He was interrogating me. Painfully for me, his interrogating terms were a bit extreme.
"Look beautiful, I don't have time for your stupid games. If you don't answer my questions I will keep punching you until you bleed to death or lose your pretty face. You choose."
"You know, you keep telling me that you don't have time, but it looks to me that you do, because we been here like 4 hours. You really are not a busy man." I laugh. "And for your proposition, I don't know, what do you think would hurt the least?" I kept teasing him.
Another hit came and another. I make him more furious.
"You were stealing from me. My money. Now you tell me where is my money and what are you doing here." He kept yelling.
"Well, I'm here having a delightful conversation with you." I said sarcastically.
"That's it! I have just enough of you!"
Moro took a knife from a table in the room.
"This would make you talk."
Just when he was about to cut my face, a loud noise invade the room. It was like an explosion not far from where we were.
One of Moro's men enter the room.
"What was that noise?" Moro said.
"Sir, we are under attack. There's been some explosions. Some of our men are down and the others keep looking for the perpetrator." The poor man look nervous, most for Moro's possible reaction than for the fighting outside.
"Who is attacking us?"
"We don't know." he said in a whisper.
"You don't know... You don't know!!!" Moro took the man by the neck. "I paid you to know everything and protect this place. Go there, find who is attacking and kill who ever it is."
Moro kept discussing and fighting and I managed to achieve my goal. While Moro was interrogating me and fighting with that guy, I was trying to free my hands from the rope that tie them.
Moro look at me, I just kept in the same position.
"Pretty face I loss my patience. Answer this time or prepare to suffer unnameable hurting."
"Oh Moro that noise out there is my cue to get out of here."
As i said that I free my arms and grab Moro's face. I began punching him in the stomach with my knee. He push me back, grab my hair and hit me with his head.
I stagger a little but manage to keep on my feet. I grab the chair and throw it to him. I hit him with my elbows and throw him some kicks moves, until Moro was on the ground devastated.
I was a little hurt by the hits but I kept going to escape that place. I was running trying to find a way out when they came. Two of the mercenaries where in front of me.
"You there! Aren't you Moro's prisoner?"
"Come here girl."
They were pointing at me with blasters. They look like they were about to shot at me. In that moment from the left side of the men came shots. They were wounded on the ground.
I didn't knew who attack them, I just begin running in a different direction from where the shots came. I could hear foot steps following me.
I enter a room and search for something to defend myself. I found a large tube. I position myself beside the door waiting for them to come. I knew they were coming after me.
The door open, without any thinking I attack with all my strength. I kept launching attacks. With the kicks the man let fall his blaster to a side. He was on the floor and I took the blaster pointing at him.
I managed to take a look at him. He had straight black hair, now messy by the attack. He had a grey jacket with blue pants and boots. His face from the nose down to his neck was cover with a scarf. His intensive deep dark eyes were looking right at me.
"What do you want?" I speak after a few seconds of us looking at each other.
"Just take it easy. I'm here to rescue you." The guy had a clear pronounced accent. He spoke in a calm voice.
"Do I look like I need saving. You are the one who is lying down on the floor. I don't need your help"
"If you want to get out of here you need my help. Trust me."
"I can get out off here myself, thank you." I said sarcastically.
"It looks to me that you don't have much of a choice. This place is crowded with people who want to hurt you and so far I'm the only one who have offer you help."
I wanted to disagree with him but he was right. He was my only chance to escape or at least try to make it as far as I can.
"Fine. Get up." I couldn't see his mouth but I knew he had to have a smile of triumph for winning the argument. "But I keeping the gun."
He thought for a moment, probably his smile was gone, now I was the one smiling.
"Fine let's go, follow me."
I follow the "don't know his name" guy. We didn't encounter much trouble to get out. Just a few men that he managed to take down gracefully. He was really strong and I could tell he had really good techniques and moves in fighting, probably trained somewhere.
We reach the exit of what it seemed a long maze.
"Thanks for the help. Now I'm leaving." I said while I was walking away from the guy.
"Where do you think your going? You are coming with me, my ship is not far from here."
"Really, thanks. But I would never go with you, even in my wildest dreams."
He began to laugh.
"What is so funny?" As I say the question a droid, pretty tall, came before me. The droid hit me in the head with it's long arm. The last thing I remember was falling to the ground, the droid picking me up and leaving me in a ship. Then everything went dark. Didn't know this was only the beginning of everything.
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