The Anonymous (fanfic)

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It had been five hours and nobody had come to do anything with me. I was bound to a metal chair in the middle of a dark room and my entire body was freezing because of how cold the room was.

As soon as we had started nearing the estate, Shorty threw his hands towards me and before I knew, I was drugged and unconscious. After that, I didn't know what happened or how I ended up in this room. The only thing I remember is that just before drugging me, Shorty was on phone. He kept on giving me weird glances. And that was definitely concerning.

I had been awake for hours. Screamed my soul out at first for someone to come but when for a good whole hour nobody came, my voice died down. I, no longer, had any idea of how long I was going to be here. I didn't know about anything actually. I was literally a clueless block of mass.

I stared at the door for another hour or so and when it still didn't open, I closed my eyes and tried to doze off. But just when I felt myself slipping away, the double doors in front of me creaked open and a stream of light shone across my face.

As I struggled to see admist this newly found light piercing my eyes, I saw a tall, huge, bald man entering the room. His colossal figure almost blocked all the light coming in from outside. I straightened myself, growing alert and cautious.

When he stood directly in front of me, I noticed the same the same type of mask on his face as the other two who brought me here. I remember Shorty telling me they were some kind of organization. But for what? They definitely had to involved in some illegal activity for them to stay anonymous and away from public's light. And all the illegal activities which piled in my brain only caused my heart shrivel up more in fear.

He bent down at my level and started taking off the chains binding my feet to the chair. "Who are you?" I asked even if I knew he wouldn't answer me.

And as expected he didn't. "So you guys are really not going to tell me anything? Seriously?

He completely ignored me, continuing to remove all the binds. As soon as he removey the chains binding my feet, he put a different kind of collar looking thing around my ankle. He clicked a button on it and the thing lit up in green, flourescent colour. Confused I stared at him but he nor explained me and neither bothered to give any response.

"What is that? What did you put on me?" My legs were numb from sitting for so long so j couldn't even wriggle my legs and see what was up. "Come on you can atleast tell me what is that?"

"It's called Beep. The moment you start misbehaving and stop cooperating with us, I activate it and with a beep, it will send shocks all over your body."

My eyes widened. Shuddering, I stared at Beepity Bappity Boo. "Did you have to name it Beep? Kinda sounds lame and not really intimidating."

For the first time, his eyes met mine and I froze. "Do you want to see how intimidating it is? People have caught on fire because the intensity of shocks are so high sometimes."

I blinked. "I was just joking, buddy hehe. You didn't have to hit me like that."

Without a word, he finally freed me from the chair. "Stand." was the only word he muttered.

Even with the support of the armrest, I couldn't get up. My whole body had shut down and my legs felt like jelly. When I struggled to stand up for five more minutes, I heard a tired sigh and Hulky helped me stand up. When I still had problems with walking, he just picked me up like a bag of potatoes and hung me over his shoulder.

"Yo WHAT THE FUCK! Put me down!"

As usual, he just kept quiet and went out of the room. I hung like a rag doll over his shoulder and slowly, I felt my body coming back to sense. The more he walked, the more awkward and embarassed I felt. It went on until he abruptly stopped and shortly after, a feminine voice came from front of him.

"Tom! Why are you carrying a lady like that? Put her down."

Grunting, he slowly put me down and I turned around to face a beautiful woman in her fifties, looking at me with motherly eyes. "Hello darling." She greeted me.

After being treated like a shit for a while, her being nice came a huge shock to me. And perhaps, it was written on all over my face because she started laughing. "We are not bad people sweetie."

Uh, what? You all have literally kidnapped me, drugged me and were probably going to kill me i-

"Mrs. George, I need to get her ready to meet him." Hulky kind of sounded like that one awkward kid in class who felt embarassed to ask the teacher about going to the washroom.

"Oh, now it makes sense. Treat her nicely." She chuckled, her voice so sweet and melodious, I strangely felt comfort.

But then she said this and my whole body stilled, "She atleast needs some politeness from our side before we kill her."

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WHO DO YOH THINK THE LADY IS JENSNN LMAO?

anyways I promise I am bringing the main deal in the next chapter. he's just too hot to be brought in right now.

hope y'all enjoying and pls lemme know if you do!