At his full height his entire well built and muscular frame seemed to only become even more frightening. Looking at him more clearly the alcohol she had consumed wearing off she noticed how tall the man was; he had to be at least seven feet. She also noticed how intimidating he was as he towered over her. The eloquent males features much more clear now.
His chest was wide, and his shoulders were broad and squared. The mans eyes were a gorgeous green that were a light clover like color in the middle and were rimmed with a deep green making them glow. The silky blonde hair he had covered his eyes and she wondered how he could see.
She felt a dull ache in the back of her mind. Her head was hurting, and she had no idea why. Thoughtlessly almost in a haze like some other entity had taken over her body Silla's hand reached out and moved the hair out of his face knocking the mask off his face with her slim fingers by accident as well dropping it to the ground with a thud as silence encased the room.
Remarkably the sudden noise made her snap out of her daze and allowed the pure horror to shoot through her veins. What was she doing? This man could gag her, bag her, and throw her in a river at any moment he wanted! Had she just gotten herself killed?
Through her hair she could now see his uncovered face. He was beautiful and around his ethereal eyes were purple bags as if he hadn't slept a day in his life and yet it didn't take away from his attractiveness, if anything it made him look more on edge. Over his right eye a large thin white scar going from his eyebrow to his cheek covered his face making her wonder how he got such a mark.
Curiously, he too leaned down to her height his large hand reaching out again to gently move Silla's long obsidian hair so he could see her face.
She attempted to jerk backwards not wanting him to see her but luck was not on her side. Her arms were held back by his minions and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't avoid the large hand coming towards her. His long fingers brushed back the long silky strands and her feminine features were now out in the open.
Silla's big doe eyes looked downwards shakily as her face was now revealed out in the open and the hand in front of her face seemingly froze.
Upon seeing her face, the mans frame went rigid; his striking eyes widening and his mind was wrapped in disbelief. He stared at her face seemingly shocked tears going down his face but only from his left eye that had no scar. Silla was perplexed and a little freaked out. This beautiful giant in front of her was crying, and she had no idea as to why.
His gaze went down again, his huge palms gently cupping her much smaller ones, sending oddly pleasant, warm vibes traveling throughout Silla's entire body.
What was he doing?
"H-Huh?! D-Dude, w-what are y-you-" She suddenly stopped talking, watching how he slowly, hesitatingly lifted her palms and placed them on either side of his face, closing his eyes for a brief moment deeply exhaling. Everyone watched in confusion and worry but couldn't do anything about it.
"U-Umm... H-Hey, uhh... d-dude, a-are you o-okay?" She tried to be nice as she didn't want to aggravate him, even though he was definitely freaking her out already.
His eyelids suddenly flying open, that deep green visibly darkening by the second becoming a more crazed and deranged look yet full of warmth swirling with underlying obsession.
When she looked up and the forest and ocean connected, they seemed to be set into a deep trance. It was as if all the sounds around them suddenly faded away. The lights seeming to glow one hundred times brighter, illuminating the beautiful face of the man in front of her.
Strangely he seemed so familiar...
Her sight somewhat lingered in his sharp, forest colored eyes that felt as if he was staring straight into her soul. Such eyes probably scared most people.
"Ya nakonets nashel tebya, moy malen'kiy tsvetok," He spoke softly in Russian his hands rubbing her chin gently. Seven years had passed, and he had finally found his long lost love.
When seeing her terrified expression, his face seemed to soften. His bright green eyes giving her a soft look of adoration. Willing herself to take a few steps away from him, Clovis suddenly jumped forward tackling the green eyed man so she could escape. "Run Silla! Run," she shouted with desperation giving her the opportunity to run away. She didn't want to leave them behind, but she followed the command and dashed out the back door.
Once the green eyed man threw her friend off him and saw what she was doing his eyes revealed a bit of hurt but also desperation. Almost like he didn't want her to get away.
Not even a second after leaving, she could hear screaming and gun shots going off in the distance as her tears rolled down her cheeks. All she could do was hope that her friends were okay as she ran.
"Hey do you need a ride or something?" A sudden voice sounded. She looked around for the source and found a man in his late twenties who came up to her from the sidewalk. Just as she was about to politely decline his offer, she stopped midway when she noticed him eye raping me with a smirk.
"N-No thanks I'm good," Silla declined walking in another direction only to notice he was following her. She turned to question him, but he pulled her into an alley and she harshly slammed into a brick wall and then his hands clamped around her throat.
"Scream and I'll rape you," he spoke in a vile tone with a look in his eye that could only be described as insanity. When his hands tightened on her throat her eyes began to water but she refused to cry because she didn't want to look weak. Out of the corner and of her eye she could see three other men surround her it was likely they were all in on this together.
"Hey she could fetch a pretty price don't you think?" One of the men spoke to the man holding Silla up by her throat. Desperately she looked to the wall and saw a loose brick. All she had to do was get close enough to remove it.
However just when her hand reached out a loud gun shot went off. The man that had her pinned to the wall head's exploded his blood splattering on her and on the brick wall. Whoever fired that bullet did so with pristine accuracy like that of a professional.
Pure shock and disgust flooded Silla's system as she looked down at his limp body. She had heard gun shots and seen dead bodies before but never had anyone been shot in front of her.
When she looked over to see the culprit, she realized that it was the man from earlier; his bright green eyes sharpening and becoming a shade darker as he looked at the men. The expression on his face so menacing and cold that even the men in front of her cowered away. A sharp glare of light reflecting from the silver nine millimeters in his hands.
Taking the opportunity she snatched the brick out of the wall and hit one of the men cornering her straight in the face making him holler out in pain. Not having to even think about it, Silla once again ran away and made a mad dash down the street.
As she ran, she could hear gunshots along with blood curdling screams behind her. She didn't dare look back to see if he was following but she was sure as hell he wouldn't just let her go.
Was he going to do the same to her just because she bit his fingers?!
Her greatest fear was that she was next on his hit list. Surely he was pissed at her for bitting his fingers and battering up one of his friends. Not to mention him getting tackled by Clovis as she fled the scene.
Even more discouraging her fear only increased once the screaming had stopped meaning that he was done with his last victims and now on her trail. Quickly she ran across the street and darted in a random direction trying her best to listen to see if someone was behind her.
She dared a look over her shoulder and sure enough the green eyed man was barreling towards her at an inhuman speed.
Desperately crawling into an abandoned alley, she was left alone, with nothing but moonlight and this man in front of her.
She stared, mouth wide open, in absolute horror, as he crouched forward, looking her up and down. His skin looking paler, and the moonlight giving it a blush gray hue. Pearly white canines poked out of his lips as he smiled. His sandy blonde hair covered half of his face, but that didn't stop him from piercing her with his gaze. "I told you I v'ould find you," he spoke darkly with a thick Russian accent as he backed her into an alley; his eyes scanning over her as Silla tried to remember where she had seen those eyes before; a distant throb in the back of her mind making her close her eyes in pain.
"W-What do you want from me?" She yelled in desperation
"You really don't know v'hat I v'ant?" He whispers lowering his head to hers as he gently rubbed his forehead against hers in an creepy yet affectionate way.
"Vy deystvitel'no ne pomnite menya?" He mysteriously murmured to himself.
"Zat's okay I v'ill make you remember," he added. She was confused by what he said because of the language barrier. What did he mean by 'make you remember'? Well, she wasn't going to stick around to find out...
Acting quickly she hit him in the family jewels. His eyes bulged in shock and a second later he let out a loud grunt bending over in pain. She almost felt bad for him... Almost. She booked it and ran. She knew she wouldn't be able to outrun him, so her only change was to hide. Seeing an old defective holocraft parked a few blocks away a light bulb went off in her head and she carefully slid under the vehicle laying as flat as possible. With it lowered to the ground he wouldn't be able to see her.
After minutes of silence she let out a soft sigh of relief thinking she was in the clear until she heard almost shark like footsteps circle the holocraft she was under. Silla's hairs stood on end and her breath caught in the back of her throat when everything suddenly went quiet.
She slowly turned her head and saw two bright green eyes staring back at her. He was bent down looking under the car and at this moment all she could thing was...
'Oh Fuck'.
"Found you," he whispered with a wicked smirk on his face as two large hands suddenly wrapped around her ankles.
Instantaneously she began thrashing and kicking only to be dragged out from under the car. At his proximity she sucked in a deep breath while her mind went into full panic mode.
'Oh gods he's going to kill me', she thought. But as he got closer to her, much to her shock all he did was rest his head in the crook of her neck taking deep breaths and exhaling his hot breath forming a cloud in the cold air.
Leering down at her, Silla felt enclosed between the ground and him; who had the greediest look on his face that she had ever seen on a man. Alarmingly when he started to nuzzle her neck with the tip of his nose, she froze and her mind went blanked as his long arms encircled around her and embraced Silla's small body in a warm hug. "Ne pryach'sya ot menya, moya lyubov'." He spoke with desperation shivers going down her spine as goosebumps formed from his words in addition to the cold weather.
She was lost in his eyes or more likely fear, like a moth caught in a flames wrath. The longer she stared into those oddly familiar and beautiful pits of green the less afraid she felt. The deathly calm before dying. The thought of death didn't scare her anymore.
The panicked adrenaline horrors her mind conjured disappear and all that remained was mere curiosity.
She didn't feel afraid anymore, not of this terrifying yet beautiful creature.
She accepted her fate...
Both of them said nothing and just silently watched each other; the moonlight shining down on them. There was a deep hollow loneliness coming off this man. He longed for a kind touch, for a love unreachable to him. Strangely feeling sad for the man, she gives him a small smile and hesitantly brushed a bit of his soft hair out of his face. The man tilts his head at her and in a voice as old as time, as deep as the darkness he hides in, he says," Are you niet longer afraid of me?"
She could feel the surprise come off him in waves and she kept her eyes on him basically staring death in the face.
"Should I be?" She whispered waiting for him to seal her fate.
He continues to stare down at her and it's hard to tell what he's thinking. Is he waiting in anticipation for her death or is he frowning in confusion?
"Never." He says softly causing a wave of emotions fly over her like colors in the sky.
She was shocked and didn't notice him moving until it was too late and she saw a blue glow out of the corner of her eye. A visible click was heard in in a flash her hands flew together pushed by a extreme magnetic force sizing themselves to fit her.
It was made out of Lev metal.
Powerful iron that could fix its own shape at will and heavily attracted to itself like a magnet.
It made the type restraints she was wearing and the cold metal transfixed on its own adjusting to size of her wrists. Cuffs that were impossible to remove and ideal for certain situations. Not even the sharpest bolt cutters in the world could take it off only the one who put them on.
It instantly bonded her limbs. Bright blue glowing cuffs surrounded her wrists and ankles. They were clear and could be seen through and illuminated light. Her hands were stuck together and her legs chained enough to where she could walk but not run. They weren't tight but thick enough that they didn't come off. To the touch they made her skin feel warm and fuzzy rather than zap her.
Turning in panic she saw him and she struggled and wiggled on the pavement. Embarrassingly she stopped her struggling when she felt an urge she couldn't resist come over her.
A soft sneeze came out her runny nose and onto the cold pavement. Noticing her freezing state, he wrapped his overcoat around her; the coat being quite large and baggy but keeping her encased in warmth.
A nice kidnapper?
Odd...
Perhaps he was a cannibal and didn't want the warm meat to get cold?
Or maybe he was planning on selling her and didn't want to worry about the products quality?
In the far distance the screeching of engines could be heard as the strange green eyed man pulled out a device and sent their current coordinates.
Not ten minutes later a large long black holocraft sped towards them as it rounded a street corner and stopped with a loud screech in front of them. Seeing her hesitation to get in the vehicle, he picked her up from under her legs cradling Silla to his chest. She pulled his hair with her weak fists only to piss him off even more in a sorry attempted get free.
On the inside of the levitating craft were plush leather seats and soft carpet flooring that felt amazing on her now bare feet. When he set her down on a seat she quickly butt scooted to the side opposite of him with a snide smile on her face. It was a small win but definitely worth it to bunch up his britches. Regrettably when she saw him give her a creepily overly happy tightlipped smile, she knew he was one word away from going ape shit.
Looking to the front window in the mesh, she noticed a driver sitting in the front.
The driver just like everyone else was wearing a white mask. "Go to V'ilhelm," the large man behind her spoke to the driver.
At his command the engine roared to life, and they screeched out of the alley.
Wilhelm?
Where had she heard that name before? Wait... Was he talking about Wilhelm as in the hotel? No way. It can't be. It's way too top notch for even him to get in. Wilhelm was only for the cities most elite. The only possible explanation was that the hotel was on the edge of Black Sun's territory. She'd heard rumors that they were expanding, but she didn't know they had taken over such a property. At this rate they would run the entire city.
She suddenly looked over at the green eyed man getting the courage to ask him the question that had been bothering her since he first took her against her will.
"W-Why are you taking me... W-With you?" she asked confused.
His eyes looked to hers in surprise. Instead of the annoyed expression, she was expecting he gave her a toothy grin. Almost like he was happy she decided to talk to him.
"Maybe I v'ill tell you another time moi dorogoy," he said his eyes looking at her with overt happiness. Though she could tell he was just sugar coating it and not telling me the real reason.
For some reason not knowing made her relax a bit. Although the experience she recently encountered was terrible the five star luxury she was experiencing was absolutely exquisite. She had never been in a holocraft this fine before much less one so luxurious. Curious she looked around anxiously. The entire time to ride was awkwardly silent, and she tried to strike up conversation. So she spoke the first thought that came to her mind as random was it was.
"W-What's this button do?" She pointed to it as he lightly nodded to her with a smile as if giving her permission to do what she wanted. Pressing the big silver button on the panel, she gasped, much to the green eyed mans amusement, an array of multicolored disco lights flashed around the ceiling.
The man smiled devilishly at her reaction and held his gloved hand over his lips partially hiding his smirk.
Nothing had changed...
He knew she was just the same as she was all those years ago. The only exception being her blossoming into a much more beautiful woman at this moment his heart throbbed with pure emotions ones he hadn't felt in years, sadness from the fact that he never got to see his beautiful flowers transformation from a girl to a woman and pure unadulterated desire; on the outside he looked normal but on the inside he was raging like a forest fire.
"Hmm... A pink button? I wonder-" She reached her tied hands to press it as a panicked look overcame the face of the man she sat on, a pole extended down from the ceiling, a stripper pole? She gasped eyeing him with a laugh as he tried to explain.
To Be Continued...