punch
blood slowly falling down my face.
the world frozen as I watched the fist come again and again, straight at me. all over me, my stomach, back, legs, arms and face. I knew there was no stopping the person, unless I gave them what they wanted but I wouldn't. the vow I swore stopping me from doing anything.
I've been here for a total of 2 hours and they haven't stopped with their fun, as they like to say. I'm waiting for the right time, hopefully I will be put back into a cell with the others.
hopefully...
another hour has past, they still haven't stopped. I felt no pain as multiple fists hit me, sometimes I was kicked. I was hung up by four chains, one on each arm and my ankles. stopping me from moving.
I felt no pain, as I got kicked and punched. its not the worse that I have gotten before.
I could go for days, but if they wanted information... they would have to kill me and never get it out of me. I was trained for this.
"alright, that's enough put her in the cell. she's not going to spill anything. she's an Archeron" a man growled out, I looked up as my chains were taken off a wall. I saw the man, his red hair almost as long as the bastard. I looked at his eye, mechanical. good to know.
they dragged me towards the cells, they weren't overly nice to me. they opened a cell door and pulled me in, well chucked me in. I landed on the ground with a thump, I let out a groan.
"There you go bitch, a place you disserve this" a male said.
I saw up, my chains wrapped around his small neck. I pulled the chains back through the cell bars. silence, then yelling. shouts to stop me, well to try to.
I watched as his face went from red to purple to blue. then his eyes rolled back, I knew he was dead. I dropped the chains, bringing them back into the cell. sitting calmly in the center of the cell, I watched as his body was picked up and moved away.
I let out a little laugh as the men look at me with fear.
"who are you" I heard Cass ask.
I tilt my head then look over to the left, Cass laid on the bed that sat in the corner of the room.
"Feyre."I purred as I looked at him.
I saw him shake his head, then I heard another voice, Rhys.
"not the Feyre that we know." he hissed out "a Feyre who doesn't care about anything. oh never mind, she didn't care about my feelings at all."
ouch that hurt, I didn't show anything.
"no, I'm Feyre Archeron. special agent who was sent here to protect you all and find out who is after you." I growl out, I slowly felt the blood drip down my face onto the floor.
"what did they do to you" I heard Mor ask.
I look to see her sitting with Az in a cell, her eyes wide with fear.
"will they do that to us, Az" she whispered out.
I let out a growl, she jumped. "No one is hurting any of you. and for me," I took a deep breath " I got what was coming for me."
I paused
"after a while of doing missions, you have many people after you. let me just tell you that I have done many... many missions. and this is nothing compared to what has happened to me before."
Amren's silver eyes look at mine, "well I hope that you have a plan to get out,"
did I?
nope, well I guess I have to think of one quickly.
or else this could end badly.
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A/N: sorry for the short chapters.
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