Intense pain. That's all I could think about. The pain I felt then however was only a fraction of the pain I was remembering. Right then I was pretty scratched up. Cuts and bruises littered my body and I was pretty sure my shoulder was dislocated. The pain in my memory was so much worst.
I could remember broken bones. I could remember being hit and pushed around. The emotional pain was worst though. I could remember being mocked and teased. Made fun of and laughed at all the time. It never seemed to stop. I remember a cage and being in a room full of people on display. I couldn't remember where I was or how long I was there but in my memory it felt like a life time.
The screeching of car tires is what brought me back to the present. I could hear him screaming cuss word after cuss word. He was pissed. And to be honest, I couldn't blame him. But I didn't trust him. He basically just said I shouldn't by saying it wasn't safe to talk in the car.
I pushed to my feet and nearly slipped on lose gravel. Just my luck. The man had the car turned around and was heading slowly back towards me now. I took off and cut threw an ally way between a few buildings. Luckily when I bailed out of the car we were in a down town area. Not much is open at two in the morning. But in a busy city the bars and clubs are the places to be at that hour.
I ran out of the ally way and looked around. Down at the end of the street sat that stupid car with Mr. I'm so scary and I got the feeling I was going to be in a lot of trouble if he got his hands on me. Luck may have it there were a lot of witnesses around. A very busy club sat right across the road from my ally way. And there was a huge line out front with bouncers and all.
I started towards the back of the line. Not that I thought id really get in or anything. Not looking like I did right now. All cut up and bleeding. I figured standing in line might make it harder for any one to grab me. I had just passed the bouncers by the boor when I heard a whistle. I turned to look at the road figuring the stranger in the car was trying to get my atenchin. But the car was no where in sight.
I heard the whistle again and realized it was coming from my other side. I turned my whole body in time to see a very large man come to a stop just in front of me. It took my brain a moment to realize he was one of the bouncers.
"Okay. I'm n ot even going to ask what happened to you. Everything you asked for is inside. We tried to keep the humans to a minimum, but well we couldn't keep them all out." I just stood there unmoving, trying to process everything he just said. That's when I solidified my conclusion. "I'm totally fucking insane." The bouncer grinned a toothy grin and took my hand in his. Then he kissed the top of kit like the gentlemen did in the olden days. "My dear, you have n o idea. Although I think were saying this for very different reasons." He put my are in the crock of his and started leading me towards the clubs entrance. I just blindly fallowed. I don't know why but I instinctively knew he could be trusted.
"Go straight down this hall way until you reach the last door on the left. You'll find everything you asked for in locker 237." He the gently pushed me in the right direction. "Wait. What's your name?" I needed at least a name. I would have asked for mine but decided that would have garnered a lot of the people attachin. And frankly that was the last thing I wanted. "You once called me Thor." And with a wink he shut the door.
What the hell was that souppost to mean? Was his name Thor or not? Although even if it wasn't I could see why I would have called him that. He looked just like the god Thor. With his body build and long blond hair. Pushing 'Thor' to the back of my mind I headed down the hall to the last door on the left. I took a deep breath to my my nerves a little stronger and walked in to the locker room.
