He let a murderous snarl. The echo of his footsteps boomed over the conversations of the people walking the streets, over the drug dealers, over the screams from people as they bled out. This part of the city was dark, dangerous and the people were ruthless.
But that made no difference to him.
He's seen worse, lived worse, done worse.
Jet black boots stopped at a door and he let out a sigh of aggression and kicked the door down with ease, only to be rewarded with another empty house.
"Shit.."
~~~
The gag held her screams back. Blisters were already forming on the sides of her mouth from the constant friction. Blonde hair was matted with dry, dark blood.
She could smell the stench of death, drugs, and fear as it drenched the air, sadly she could hardly see for one of her eyes was swollen from the beating she had took. All feeling was lost in her hands and feet, they were numb from being wrapped so tightly in barbed wire and rope, so escaping was no option.
Her blood red شرٹ, قمیض was torn, from the fight she put up, so was her jeans, and her shoes were missing. Cold steel touched the soft flesh of her neck, and she noticed, with her good eye, a face, with dark black hair-streaked with pink- and light grey eyes, stared directly at her.
A grim smirk spread across his face as he applied مزید pressure to the knife. The man closed in on her but she stopped him سے طرف کی slamming his forehead directly into his nose. Blood began running down his nose as he cursed her,"Damn you.." His eyes narrowed as he kicked her side,"I could kill آپ right now.. I could kill آپ so easily," he backed away cackling,"But I won't..I want to make him suffer...Just like how I made آپ suffer.."
~~~
Blue eyes were narrowed as he left another empty house, he had to find her soon, and when he did.. they would suffer. He trailed down a final alley his trench کوٹ dragging. Turning to face the final door her clenched his fist and inhaled deeply, and kicked down the door.
~~~
She stared hard with good eye at the shadow of her lover. Behind the gag a smirk crossed her face.
She was saved~
~~~
His boot met the dark haired man that stood between his, the cracking of his ribs vibrated through his leg as a smug smile slithered on his face. The man slammed into the wall, his nose still bleeding and, now, his mouth was too. A gun was aimed at the attacker but his arm dropped before he could shoot.
He sighed and walked over to what he came for, he released her from her bindings and gave a soft kiss before picking her up and trailing out the door.
~~~
~FLASHBACK~
She stood on the سٹریٹ, گلی waiting for the bus, her car was towed یا stolen she didn't car she just wanted to get outta here, when a man approached her. His accent was heavy and she had to concentrate to get what he said,"Miss, I can give آپ a ride."
He seemed friendly enough, though her conscious screamed at her to stop, but she followed anyway. He led her down an alley, and that was when her suspicion spiked. Quickly, she removed her gun and aimed at the man, a smirk crossed his face and he quickly drew his and shot the gun, disarming her. She bared her fangs and slammed into him but he slid his چھری across her stomach and hit her with the butt of his gun before tackling her and delivering several blows. Knocking her out. The man drug her into a small room and bound her with a gag, rope and barbed wire.
He retrieved her phone and searched through her contacts, finding the name he was searching for. He called it.
"Hey, Blade?"
"Terror?"
"Who is this?"
"You should have payed your debt..."
"Where is she!?" Agression filled Terror's tone.
"Now she'll suffer."
"Let her go, and I promise to not castrate آپ when I find you..."
"I warned you, Terror."
~Beeeeeeeeeeep~
~~~
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! <33
But that made no difference to him.
He's seen worse, lived worse, done worse.
Jet black boots stopped at a door and he let out a sigh of aggression and kicked the door down with ease, only to be rewarded with another empty house.
"Shit.."
~~~
The gag held her screams back. Blisters were already forming on the sides of her mouth from the constant friction. Blonde hair was matted with dry, dark blood.
She could smell the stench of death, drugs, and fear as it drenched the air, sadly she could hardly see for one of her eyes was swollen from the beating she had took. All feeling was lost in her hands and feet, they were numb from being wrapped so tightly in barbed wire and rope, so escaping was no option.
Her blood red شرٹ, قمیض was torn, from the fight she put up, so was her jeans, and her shoes were missing. Cold steel touched the soft flesh of her neck, and she noticed, with her good eye, a face, with dark black hair-streaked with pink- and light grey eyes, stared directly at her.
A grim smirk spread across his face as he applied مزید pressure to the knife. The man closed in on her but she stopped him سے طرف کی slamming his forehead directly into his nose. Blood began running down his nose as he cursed her,"Damn you.." His eyes narrowed as he kicked her side,"I could kill آپ right now.. I could kill آپ so easily," he backed away cackling,"But I won't..I want to make him suffer...Just like how I made آپ suffer.."
~~~
Blue eyes were narrowed as he left another empty house, he had to find her soon, and when he did.. they would suffer. He trailed down a final alley his trench کوٹ dragging. Turning to face the final door her clenched his fist and inhaled deeply, and kicked down the door.
~~~
She stared hard with good eye at the shadow of her lover. Behind the gag a smirk crossed her face.
She was saved~
~~~
His boot met the dark haired man that stood between his, the cracking of his ribs vibrated through his leg as a smug smile slithered on his face. The man slammed into the wall, his nose still bleeding and, now, his mouth was too. A gun was aimed at the attacker but his arm dropped before he could shoot.
He sighed and walked over to what he came for, he released her from her bindings and gave a soft kiss before picking her up and trailing out the door.
~~~
~FLASHBACK~
She stood on the سٹریٹ, گلی waiting for the bus, her car was towed یا stolen she didn't car she just wanted to get outta here, when a man approached her. His accent was heavy and she had to concentrate to get what he said,"Miss, I can give آپ a ride."
He seemed friendly enough, though her conscious screamed at her to stop, but she followed anyway. He led her down an alley, and that was when her suspicion spiked. Quickly, she removed her gun and aimed at the man, a smirk crossed his face and he quickly drew his and shot the gun, disarming her. She bared her fangs and slammed into him but he slid his چھری across her stomach and hit her with the butt of his gun before tackling her and delivering several blows. Knocking her out. The man drug her into a small room and bound her with a gag, rope and barbed wire.
He retrieved her phone and searched through her contacts, finding the name he was searching for. He called it.
"Hey, Blade?"
"Terror?"
"Who is this?"
"You should have payed your debt..."
"Where is she!?" Agression filled Terror's tone.
"Now she'll suffer."
"Let her go, and I promise to not castrate آپ when I find you..."
"I warned you, Terror."
~Beeeeeeeeeeep~
~~~
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! <33
EXTREME SPOILERS FOR DIVIDED WE FALL AHEAD!!!! IF آپ HAVE NOT READ THE گزشتہ BOOK, DO NOT READ THIS PREVIEW!!!
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara کہا once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam کہا softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned آگے and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam کہا softly. "I'm glad we're دوستوں Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty سیکنڈ before returning to her computer.
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara کہا once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam کہا softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned آگے and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam کہا softly. "I'm glad we're دوستوں Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty سیکنڈ before returning to her computer.