A Questionable Fate (boyxboy)

Chapter 2

QUINN

I wake up with a throb in my head. There's pressure all over my eyes jabbing and stabbing, and I feel like I want to fall back asleep. I go to rub my eyes and find that my wrists are chained to something.

I panic. Everything that just happened comes rushing forward and I realize I've just been kidnapped by a crazy person.

I start hastily moving my body trying to escape. I'm laying on a dirty mattress-my wrists and ankles are tied to these metal poles that are staked in the ground at each corner of the mattress. I also have this rag bulging into my mouth and wrapped tightly around my head. I can't even try to talk with out gagging myself.

I can't escape. I'm completely fucked and that's all there is to it. The room I'm in is cold and damp and my clothes have a couple rips, and my wavy hair is stuck to my face. I really wish I could shower. I would've been home by now too. How did I get so off track? How did I let this happen to me?

I hear some noises coming from outside the big wooden door. To my surprise this door was actually kind of nice looking. It didn't fit the rusty ceiling fan, the dented and colorless walls, the ripped up tile floor covered in stains. This door looked clean cut and proper in a way.

The door I'm staring t suddenly opens with a smooth swoosh to it. It doesn't even squeak when the hinges move. I'm impressed. Then my eyes catch the stranger and two others standing in the frame. The stranger walks forward and tilts his head. The other two-one is probably 19 or 20 ad the other looks older like y dads age. Though the older one looks way stronger and in control than the other two.

"Well? Show us what's so special about him." Said the other younger guy. His eyes held a bit of sarcastic humor in them when he talked. I also noticed his eyes were a deep shade of green with a silver swirl around the pupil just like the stranger. The older guys eyes were pitch black an also held a swirl. What the fuck are these creeps?

"Shut up Xylo." The stranger said without taking his gaze from me. He inched closer, his friend Xylo and the big older guy just shook their heads. I start to get more and more increasingly nervous as my kidnapper gets closer. He kneels down and grabs my chin, lifting my back off the mattress and bringing my face closer to his. His deep blue eyes start to darken and the swirl shines, "Shake your head." He demands.

One of my eyebrows raise. Is he serious?

He smiles and looks back at his two buddies. The older guy looks shocked, the younger one is just amused. "Screem." The stranger demands. "For fucks sake, hump the bed, try to talk, move, just do something." He says this all with the swirls shinning.

I just look at him really bemused and bored. Are they trying to experiment on me or something? Did they drug me and now they're trying to hypnotize me?

"Weird." Says green eyes. "Can I try? That way we know for sure?"

My stranger lets me fall back flat onto the mattress. He shakes his head and runs his hands through his dark long hair. "Why not." He says.

Now I'm even more nervous Xylo doesn't look at all very friendly. He's had a tall build, and long bright red hair the color of and apple that goes down past his shoulders. His clothes speak bad ass-all black everything, and he has piercings all up one of his ears.

He kneels down beside me but doesn't touch me. His eyes start to do that thing an he says, "Hump the air." with a smirk on his face.

At first nothing happened and I watched as my stranger shook his head at Xylo. But the next thing I knew my body was begging me to do what Xylo said. I shut my eyes an couldn't help but thrust my hips into the air-the harder I did it the better I felt about pleasing Xylo. It's like my whole purpose was to do what Xylo wanted and that's all that mattered. I literally would hump the air for the rest of my life if that's what my new master asked of me.

"Stop." Xylo says with a sigh. All humor is gone from his features. My body jerks to a stop and I realize what I had just been doing but I'm now to exhausted to feel embarrassed. It's like his swirling eyes took all the energy from me and I start to feel even more vulnerable then I did before.

I open my eyes and look over to my blue-eyes stranger and decide that I like him the most. If this is what he was trying to do-control my mind and body with his words and swirling eyes-I feel safer with him. His words don't have an effect on me like Xylos.

"So, what does this mean Alpha?" He asks to the older man.

The older man shakes his head and takes a deep breath. He hasn't said a word since blue eyes failed to compel me. "I think you just found your Bloodrem."

"What?" Blue eyes hisses. "He's a human! There's no way he's my-"

"He's yours alright." The old guy cuts in. "Now it's your responsibility to turn him and mark him as your brother."

Blue eyes looks disgusted. Xylo looks about ready to laugh his ass off. I feel a twinge of embarrassment that I'm not good enough for these people. Even though they're all crazy creepers that kidnapped me, I still want to be good enough. I shouldn't care though... But I honestly can't help it.

"Xylo we're leaving. Nicolai you'll be starting the process of helping your Bloodrum transition. Since he's a human, it going to take a lot of work. This boy is now your full attention until he can be your equel."

Blue eyes finally has a name. Honestly I expected something a little more hard core but... Nicolai... Whatever.

"Alpha that will take years!" Nicolas says. He's pissed off and pacing the room.

The "alpha" or whatever just glares at him like saying 'are you questioning me?'. The Alpha dude walks out of the room with Xylo following. Nicolai turns to face me and just looks me up and down. Now I'm afraid for my life again. All this chit chat about me being a blood rum or something has me a little freaked out. I mean what the fuck is a blood rum?