That man kept tazing me, even when I wasn't doing anything. Each time he did it, I would start to lose energy, and I didn't even have a lot if that.
I was silently walking, studying each of the men, who were pretty much holding me captive. One man who had a stick with a rope tied around my stomach, kept tugging on it. His thoughts were rather annoying.
'I wonder what were gonna do with her. I wonder why she won't look at me. I wonder what she looks like in human form. I wonder what she looks like in demon form. I wonder if she's nice. I wonder what Master wants with her.'
My ears perked up, and my eyes shot to the man. He seemed surprised, because he jumped, and his eyes were wide. I had stopped walking, and I was just staring at the man. I found that the man, wasn't a man, but a boy. He looked involved than 14, but he looked rather strong for his age.
'Can....can she read my thoughts...?'
I nodded, and kept walking, getting tired of getting tazed. 'Wait..you can read my thoughts?' He asked, dumbfounded. I rolled my ice blue eyes.
'Yes, you twat. I can, and an, reading your thoughts. There rather annoying, and loud. But, please do not tell the others, for they are more annoying than you.' I say into his head.
He seemed shaken up. I mentally grinned, and my eyes held amusement, as I watched the boy, Fred, try not to make eye contact with me.
'Uh.....so.....why are you not trying to break free?' He asked, staring straight ahead. At least he knows how to be nice.
'It was those stupid bullets, Josh used. What were they laced with?'
'They were laced in Vervain.' (Sorry, first thing that popped into my mind.)
I growled. 'Damn. Any other bullets, I would be fine, and those two idiots would be torn to shreds by now.' I could hear Fred gulp. Fear was pretty much rolling off of him. I decided to search his mind, and find out why he was here.
___Fred's Flashback_____
"Father, I don't want to follow in your footsteps!" Fred yells at his father, who was red with anger. He had just told his son that he would he getting a job, with a 'agency' called 'T's Flag', and Fred did not like that one bit.
Fred's father grabbed Fred by his brown hair, and threw him against the wall. Fred's head hit the wall, and Fred slid down the wall. He wiped the blood away that was coming out of his nose, and off of his lip.
Fred's father kicked Fred and left the room, cursing about his disgraceful son.
Fred knew what the agency was about and what it did. They captured unique creatures, and used them has weapons.
It was led by a man, who disguised himself as a boy, who was searching for one person.
Fred didn't want to capture creatures, he had always loved nature, and it's creations. He wanted to help them.
_____end of flashback____
I broke from his mind, and looked into his now year filled eyes. For some reason, I wanted to go and pick his hand, and try to comfort him. He was forced into this. Nobody should be forced into anything.
'You know...I can help you.' He looked at me, searching my eyes for any hint if I was lying.
I wasn't.
He mentally nodded, and we made a truce.
If I broke free, I would not tear him to shreds, and he would break free with me, and he would come with me.
I pulled out of his mind, when we stopped walking. I was led into a rather broken looking mansion, but the inside was not broken at all.
It looked, familiar.
Too familiar.
I couldn't try to recognise the place, because if I did my head would start hurting. I was led into a cell, but my restraints were not taken off. The men holding me in place stood in the cell with me, holding the chains.
I heard a familiar laugh, and I looked outside the cell. There was a black chair facing away from me, and there was a man standing next to the chair. The chair turned around, and I took a step back.
A little boy, who I thought had died was sitting there. His brown hair, Brown eyes. His once innocent eyes, were now filled with insanity, loathing, and jealousy.
I spoke with my mind, to everyone in the room.
"Toby..?"
