Luna Winters

Kidnapped

"She will be fine, just a little nauseous for a week or so. She should be fine for the wedding" a British voice said. "Thank you, doctor, that will be all for now." A deeper and more masculine voice replied. A door clicked shut. Footsteps slowly tapped closer and closer to my still asleep body. A warm hand brushed a strand of hair from my face. "Did you hear that? The doc. said you would be fine. You'll be fine for the wedding!" The voice said comfortingly. I could feel my mind swapping from consciousness and back to sleep every now and then. A side of the bed sagged when the voice's body sat on it. The man began humming an unfamiliar song while fidgeting with my hair. "You are a tough one to pin down, you know that right?" I could hear the curiosity in his voice. I couldn't feel anything and my eyes wouldn't open so I just slept, whether it be in or out of conscious. The bed shot up when the man stood back up. "I'll see you again tomorrow, my love." The door clicked shut once again. Something didn't sit right with me when he said that. Like it was an uncomfortable memory I couldn't recall. For hours I tried to think deeply. I tried to reach into my memories, but ultimately it got me nowhere, so I gave up and fell back to sleep.

A faint murmuring was in the distance. I couldn't make out the words until a click sounded. Heavy footsteps neared the bed. The footsteps split into opposite directions of the room and a lighter one continued towards me. It stopped right next to me. All of a sudden I smelt an awful smell. It was so sickening and ripe. It smelled like rotten fruit and shit. I could feel myself rushing into conscious. My body shot up and the blankets flew off of me and to the hardwood floor. In front of the bed was a tall dirty blonde man. He was very muscular and he had on a dark blue long sleeve shirt with black suit pants. He seemed very familiar. I eyed him up and down before looking to my side. A short, older man stood to my right wearing a white doctor's jacket and scrubs under it. I had an overwhelming feeling of anger that I couldn't get ahold of so I took the closest vent. Within seconds I had my fist snapping the glasses of the doctor in two. I seemed to startle everyone and they didn't know what to do. The doctor fell to the ground and reached for his glasses trying to put them back together. Everyone in the room looked at me with terror and confusion. Everyone except the dirty blonde. He gave a satisfied grin. It sent chills down my spine.

My second instinct was to run. I sprinted up from the bed, slightly tripping as I walked on it. My feet hit the hardwood and four huge men began cornering me. The room was long so I had to dodge these guys and then make my getaway. My plan got into action. One jumped at me but I jerked left and his body hit the floor. He groaned in pain while another neared me. He ran at me but I ducked under, having them topple on top of the first man, crushing him. Something in me enjoyed this. The rush, the skill, the feeling in the air. To me, it was pure bliss. The last two circled me while the tall blonde sat on the end of the bed and chuckled. He moved something metal and glass on the fabric. I tried to figure out was he was fighting with while dodging, but one grabbed my arm. I stared them in the eyes and saw innocence. This was just their job. So I went softer. I grabbed his wrist and went under before going behind them and pulling the whole arm behind their back and pushed up. I shoved them on the floor, but my winning streak was cut short. I was stuck in the fourth one's grasp. They had me in a bear hug from behind and my feet dangled in the air.

The blonde grabbed the item and stood up. It was a needle. I gasped. "NO NO NO NO NO NO!" I yelled out. "Then will you calm down?" I gulped and nodded slowly. Who is this guy? I was released from the tight grasp and placed back down on the floor. I looked behind me to the guard. He was straight faced and had his arms crossed. He was very intimidating. I looked back to the blonde as he motioned me towards the bed. I was very hesitant. My feet slowly began walking towards him as he extended a hand. I didn't have a second notice before my body began sprinting towards the door. I reached it and began jiggling the knob. 'Locked. Dammit.' I thought to myself. Even though trial and error I kept jiggling the door. "HELP! ANYONE!? HELP!" I yelled out at the top of my lungs. Suddenly, I was jerked around from my shoulder and pushed onto the door. I winced in pain as my side was buried in the doorknob. But even that pain was nothing in comparison to the stabbing pain I felt in my upper arm. I glanced down and saw the blonde hold the shot up to my arm and pushing the release down. I sighed. "Damnittttt..." I whined. "We wouldn't have to resort to this if you just calmed down." I could feel my body begin to get weaker and more numb. "W-what did you dooooo..?" I slurred out. My body hit the floor but I kept grasping the handle. I wasn't going to give up that easily. Not like this. I fought with everything in my body to stay awake. But ultimately I fell to the floor, knocked out.