To survive without them

chapter 3

The rope cuts into my tender skin where it is bindered around my wrists and feet. Blood pours out of tiny cuts and popped blisters and runs down my finger tips before dripping onto the blood stained tiles.  That's not the worst pain, Its the gash that runs down my right cheek. It's not very deep but it sure is wide, maybe about two fingers wide if I measured it. It is from when the killing pups( that's what the Death Dogs moving soldiers called themselves) sliced it open with a dagger while trying to get me down on the ground to capture us. It may sound like I'm whinging but in the cold bitter night outside it makes matters worse.

Rosie suffers the least. She was tackled down and tied up in the first minute they spotted us.Jacob and I was a different story. They aimed for me first but Jacob threw himself infront of me copping a blow to the ribs on his left and a few stabs in the back before they got him down. He did take out two of the killer pups though. HIs martial arts lessons have most definately paid off, thanks dad for making him do it.

That left me alone with four male teenagers that must lift weights. I kicked and punched to the best of my ability but we had no knives or machetes or guns to threaten them with to make the game even. I struggled but in the end One threatened me down with a gun or he said he would shoot Rosie and Jacob, I would never let that happen.

Now,though, is the worst pain,tied to a pole in the local jail, which is situated on the edge of town. The pole has splinters so if you touch it you'll bleed even more. I have to hear my siblings wimps and cry of pain through the night until they decide what they will do to us in the morning.

Jacob sits next to me but Rosie is on the other side and I can't see here but can most definately hear her. I've had a go at consulting her from where I am but it was not very effective. What worries me even more than my siblings pain is all the disgraceful looks we are getting from other Death Dog members.

You see the pole is right in the middle of the camp that they have established in the police station, so everyone that walks by kicks us and sneers at us and the worst bit. They are allowed to. Whenever one comes and kicks me Jacob yells his head off at them then cuddles me.He tells me we are going to be all right but I know he is scared as well.

We talk in slight whispers as grey starts to streak through the night sky welcoming dawn. It reminds me of something my father used to say: when you see dawn coming it means everything is not over. Well right now it would be easier if it was all over with.

"Oi sis watch out, they are coming in your direction" Jacob pulls at my T-shirt with one of his fingers he has managed to struggle free.

I look up and Alfa is pacing towards us, well more like me anyway. He is followed by his female companion Bitchon I think her name is, I heard a few people talking about her when they walk past. Why do these people call themselves after dogs its stupid, I had a pet staffy and it was never scary.

" Girl, we need to talk..... NOW you can return to the others later." he says in quite a deep overexaggerated voice.

"Well your smart ain't ya,"I mock" I'm tied to a freaking pole I'm not goin anywhere unless you untie me." I'm quite pleased with what I said it makes me sound strong and powerful and well a lot smarter than him, and he knows this because he turns red and orders two guards to come and untie me.

I follow them to a room that is majestically decorated with jewels and special things that they have probably stolen from a jewerly store. It looks like a pirates lair. They push me onto a bed and he sends out everyone even Bitchon. Then he stares.

"Why did you resist joining us?" he asks like he is inspecting me. He walks around me prodding me with his bony fingers.

"Why would anyone want to join someone who calls themselves after dogs?" I start in a cheeky voice Im aiming to be able to piss him off in five minutes at the most then I can get out of here.