Sam's POV
I slowly opened my eyes, my breathing quick and rapid. At first, my sight was blurred, making me only see black with a really bright light in the centre, staring down at me, unblinkingly, causing me to blink several times. It took a second to realise that I was in a bed- which is unusual, because I never usually sleep on a bed, maybe a mattress, possibly a hammock, but hardly ever a bed. And one as comfy as this? Well, I can tell you now, this was a first.
See, these are the things that come to my mind, first. Of course, the second thing I realised would be that I wasn't alone in the room, and the third thing was that none of my team was in here, either. I opened my eyes again, my breathing now under control, and struggled to sit up. It felt like there was a dead weight on top of me, and when I moved, it tightened its grip. Eyes narrowed, I turned my head so I could see what the hell was holding me. I paused when my head was half around, there seemed to be something blocking it, something warm.
'Holy shit,' I gasped, as last night's events returned to memory.
'Wha...?' Someone murmured, their breath stirring my hair.
I froze, not sure if I'd heard right. 'Mark?' I hissed, starting to thrash under the dead weight that was holding me down. Which, of course, is when I realised the next thing; his arm was the dead weight and I was only wearing my bra and knickers.
'Yeah, what's...Oh,' he muttered, moving away his hands, but not his gaze.
I growled under my breath, and he quickly averted it, 'what the hell am I doing here,' my voice was clipped. Angry. Wait, scrap that...Furious.
'You wanted to come, remember?' Mark slipped out of the bed, revealing the next thing; he was only wearing boxers.
And THAT was when I started screaming; "Rape!"
Mark's POV
How the hell can hunters move so fast? I mean, seriously! I had them put at the end of the bloody corridor, locked their door, as well as mine, and yet AS SOON AS she screams "rape," they're all in the room, knifes drawn, eyes narrowed, and fury written plainly on their faces. And how the hell did Samantha get dressed that fast? Geez, she looks pretty shaken up, I wonder what happened...
Oh yeah, I happened.
Tancred stepped forwards, another half-ling following in his footsteps. If I had to make a guess, I'd say he was Dem, half vampire, half hunter. The two pure-blooded werewolves, one female and one male, quickly walked over to Samantha's side, communicating telepathically. If I had to guess how the werewolves are, I'd say that the male was Trey, second in command of Samantha's team, and the female was Alexia, his mate.
The twins; Tan, a female angel, and Danny, a male devil, moved to shield her body. This procedure had been done more than once. The thought made my lips curl back, over my teeth, a half snarl escaping my open lips. 'Guys, breathe,' Sam's voice was quick and rapid, 'I misjudged the situation, sorry.'
Her guys half stepped down, but their faces remained wary; 'Sam, your father's just rang and said that he's coming to get you,' Tan said suddenly, and Sam stiffened. 'He said that he'd come and get you no matter what,' Danny added. 'And I quote,' Tancred and Dem chorused dryly, 'we're only doing this for her own good.'
'She clearly can't be seen with a DOG,' Trey and Alexia finished, with a smirk.
'Well then,' Sam said, her voice quiet, still in shock, I suppose, 'we're just gonna have to find a way to stop him, ain't we?'
I am really sorry about how short it is, but I haven't got that much time. I'm going to try and remember to bring my pen drive to the library with me, and then I can upload vampire Assassin, thanks a lot for reading this. Oh yeah, I've also finished "When did dreams turn into reality?" And I just have to do the epilogue, comments, voting and fanning will be exceptionally appreciated if that even makes sense ;)
Thank you for reading,
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