Chapter 27: Bound, Beaten, Bruised.

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~Leto~

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~Leto~

My eyes open to a dark room, everything is in a heavy haze that won't clear no matter how many times I blink, my heads so hot it feels like it's going to explode and what makes things worse, I've got the worst headache in history.

Dragging my aching eyes upwards to look around me, all I can see is some kind of dark and dusty room which is kind of hard to identify in this shitty light.

Dragging my aching eyes once again but to myself, I look down to what I can see and I am sitting in an old wooden chair with my wrists and ankles bound to it; what is going on?

It is way too quiet in here to be anywhere near civilisation, straining my neck to look behind me to try to find a door, all I see is empty walls, no windows and one little door crammed into the corner.

Memories come rushing at me as to what happened that led me here, they- whoever or whatever they are ambushed me with a bag over my head.

I remember trying my damn well hardest to fight them fuckers the best I could, I used my powers on them by screaming and using my chest bolt, but there were too many of them for me and not being able to see made things worse.

Closing my eyes tightly while willing myself not to cry, not to be weak, be strong and do whatever it takes to get out of here and to someplace where I can be safe, I hear low voices and shoes scraping gravel not too far away.

The door opens as harsh sunlight pours in from outside, seeing this makes me put it together that I have already been here for a night and I have been gone for too long.

"He's awake, boss."

"About time."

I feel the man behind me moving closer to me.

"Want me to roughen him up again?"

The other guy that was referred to as 'boss' speaks, giving out a soft sigh.

"No need."

The door is then closed as the other man leaves me with the boss man. The boss man then walks around me to stand before me, so that I can see him properly.

"Nice to finally have you with us."

I don't look up or say anything, because of my deliberate silence a hand then grabs me by the chin and pulls it up, examining my face.

"Ouhhh, such a pretty boy, it's a damn shame you aren't a girl otherwise I would have gone for you already."

I try to swallow as much as I can with how dry my mouth is, I then speak out loud do him in what I hope is a stable voice.

"What do you want from me?"

He then smirks at me, letting go of my chin.

"You know what I want, pretty boy."

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