Lover Of My Mutated Heart

Chapter 1 ( Wake Up And Run ) Hope P.O. V.

I woke up from the noise of a door creaking opening and closing. It took a few secnds for my eyes to adjust to the very dim lights. "Nice ta see ya awake sweet heart." A voice whispered in my ear. Scared and not sure of my voice, I turned towards to voice. He smiled and sat on the edge of the makeshift bed I was on. "W..who are you and wh..what do you want with me?" I asked with terror and uncertainy in my voice. The ma crawled closer, and closer to me as I slouched back. "Oh nutin', just wanna have a little fun wit ya. Dat's all."

He took a dagger from the nightstand near the bed. Pressing the cold and stained metal on my cheek he asked, "Is dat okay witcha?" I tried to slouch back even more but my hands were tied to the bed. Slowly, he cut both sides of my shirt open and ripped the sleeves open. "What are you doing?" I asked timidly while strugling to get the ropes to loosen their grip. His reply was, "I'm just havin' fun witcha, relax. This ain't gonna hurt." as he pulled my pants off. "No! Let me go! Please! Someone help me!" I screamed on the top of my lungs. He pulled my shirt which revealed my C cupped bra and chuckled. He leaned down and forcefully kissed shoving his beer tasting tongue in my mouth. I wriggled around some more and ropes let go of me. He didn't notice so I kneed him in the crotch. He quickly sat up and held his crotch with both hands in pain. I kicked in the chest which made him fall off the small bed. I grabbed the thin, scratchy blaket off the bed. While wrapping it around my body  I ran out of the warehouse and down the street.

I heard footsteps chading after me. I ran to the main road which was three blocks away. "Over there!" I hearded one of them shout. I ran into a alley hoping they wouldn't follow me. They came running into the alley equipped with knives and daggers. "Leave me alone!" I cried. I saw the man who I had kneed smile at me. "Sorry sweet heart, I don't think we can do dat." He stepped closer and so did the other men. Quickly the skinny man with a tattoe of a purple dragon shoved a knive under my chest. My blood curdling scream could've been heard all over New York. The ma just smiled again and lifted knife and this time he plunged it under my hip, nearly cutting my underwear. Again another scream escaped my mouth. Another man came up to me and kicked me in th stomache repeatedly really hard. By now I was choking on my sobs, when I heard grunts of pain. My vision was blurred, but I could see blobs of green kicking their butt. Afraid they would do the same to me I wrapped the blanket tight around my body. Suddenly I felt as if I was being lifted. I looked up and saw a blob of green and purple. "Don't worry, we're the good guys!" It said. Believing it I snuggled closer to it for the warmth I was losing. "Tha..thank yo..you." I whispered letting the blanket fall from my body. After that I blacked out.