Tord's Red Army

What the Hell?

Violet was woke up to someone shaking her. The person was talking in a Male British accent to someone, the person who was talking to the shaking dude referred to him as '"Green". He wore a green hoodie - that explained the name - grey trousers, brown hair and cold brown eyes. He reminded her of Jacob, she let out a choked gasp. Both men turned to look at her, "Green" was the first to move though. 'Well, hello dear. Sorry about trying you up but we can't have you escaping, can we?'
"Oh,God! He even sounded like Jacob!" Violet wasn't even going to speak to this prick. Her silence made him chuckle. 'Compliant, isn't she? She won't be giving us any trouble.'

The more he spoke, the more Violet wanted to cry. Her tears building up more and more everytime he said something that reminded her of Jacob. She was tied to a chair, so she couldn't even wipe away the tears that were forming in her eyes. 'Uhh boss, she's crying.' "Green's" soldier informed him.
'No, no, no, dear. Don't cry.'
'Leave me alone, Jacob!' Violet cried out.
'Jacob? Who is Jacob?' "Green" asked
'He's nobody, y-you ass!' She screamed at him.
"Green" sighed. 'Ok, then. How about you answer a few of my questions, eh?'
'What sort of questions?'
'Well, first of all dear, what's your name?'
'Violet.'
He smiled. 'That's a lovely name, dear.'
'Stop that!'
'Stop, what?' He asked inquisitively.
'That "dear" thing. It's annoying.'
'Ok, I'll stop it then.'

Suddenly a siren was blaring, a soldier came rushing in shouting ' It's the Black Army!'
'Shit! "Green" wasn't too happy about that, neither was Violet for that matter.
'Let me help.' Violet said.
"What!' The three men looked at Violet in surprise.
'I said, let me help. I hate the Black Army just as much as you guys do.'
The men talked this over quietly. "Green" finally said 'Fine but no funny business.'
'I wouldn't dare.' Violet replied solemnly.

Violet was going to work with her captors, well it beats being strapped to a chair doing nothing. What the hell is going to happen to me after this she thought.

Sorry for the shorter part. I will write more hopefully, in the next one. Byeeee!