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He turned to face me, as if knowing where I always had been, and locked eyes with me. He seemed more shocked than annoyed. What had I done? The match started with a girl walking around the ring.
Ultimate Destruction started with a roundhouse punch which Rapid Bunny dodged and punched UD square in the face. After a few punches, kicks, and dodges, the tape around RB's hand removed, and before he could stop himself he already punched UD. It's either he didn't realize the tape had removed or he was planning to become a murderer because he continued to land punches on UD.
A few officials came to hold him back when he looked at me he was hyperventilating and his eyes ...his eyes were now green with specks of gold, more like hazel but not, his eyes changed but to silver. I couldn't comprehend what was happening so I left and went to have a seat at the bar.
"Hey, Princess." I looked up to see a drunk, well-built, tattooed man looking in my direction. I looked behind me just to make sure I wasn't the one he was talking to. " You girl." The former said. He started to stagger toward me. I got off my chair and turned and was about to exit the bar when he pulled me back by my bag.
I turned and punched him, my fist connected with his jaw, and bruised it. He spat out blood and shook his head before laughing madly. "I haven't gotten a fight in years, a good one at that!" He smiled and then roared. "Boys!"
I noticed a few guys stand up and walk over to me with smug smiles on their faces. They cornered me, I was scared but I tried not to show it.
I dropped my bag and faced one and kicked him in the shin, he groaned as another dragged me by my hair. I kicked one when someone dragged me and pushed me behind. My back hit a wall and I slid down.
Before I finally became unconscious, I saw a muscular back to me as he roared warnings to the guys who attacked me, though the voice didn't register in my head I still felt... safe?
***
I woke and saw a blurred image in front of me before fainting again.
***
I woke once more on a couch and in front of me I saw the devil himself. Hunter Gerome. I adjusted myself properly on the couch.
"Don't worry I don't bite." He looked at me. "It depends on the way you look at it." He said and I didn't understand.
"How did I get here? Did you kidnap me? Of all the people to be kidnapped, it was you. Why couldn't it be some Italian or Spanish mafia guy?" I sat up as I asked him, once I sat up the blanket falls from my shoulder exposing my chest. I quickly pulled up the blanket and hugged it tightly. Did he...?
"I don't take advantage of girls without their consent, even if I did you are not my kind of girl and to answer your question, I saw you at a bar in a fight with some guys and decided to not let you die but then I saw you kick one in the shin and I decided to let you handle your own business, but when you got pulled by your hair I came to your rescue. You're welcome."
That's when I remembered Debbie. " My phone. My phone!"
Hunter walked over to a table and threw me my phone as I caught it with both hands, the blanket fell again. I used one hand to hold it back to my chest and glared at Hunter for being the cause of this my predicament. I went to the call app on my phone and saw a call from Debbie but it was answered? Luckily it was on automatic record so I listened to the recording and it went as follows:
D: Eleanor?! Hello? Where are you?! I can't find you anywhere!
N: Who are you?
D: Who is this and why are you with Eleanor's phone?
N: I am holding your friend hostage and I need a sum of a billion dollars.
D: W-why are you demanding such a huge amount? I can't get that! I-I'll report you to the authorities.
N: Tsk Tsk if you can't get it in 30 minutes she's dead. Meet me at the underground fight club you left your friend at, if you bring any friends she's dead.
D: No sir please give us 24hrs.
N: *laughs* Oh my my my. I wish I could see the look on your face.
D: Excuse me sir is this a joke?
N: As a matter-of-factually, yes. Yes, it is. Uh, Diane, How could you leave Eleanor alone?
D: First off, sir my name is Debbie...
N: Debra...
D: Debbie and Your Eleanor's what? Secret stalker, lover, savior?
N: I'd rather die. You know what I'll return to her doorstep first thing tomorrow morning...safely.
D: Okay sir.
N: One more thing, don't call me sir. Call me RAPID BUNNY.
D: Okay, but just so you know it's dum...
***
" You have got to be kidding me." I groaned, slumped backward, and let the perfectly soft cushions swallow me.
"What?" Hunter asked, shooting me daggers. I looked down at my chest and realized the blanket had fallen...again." Go put on some clothes." He turned and left me clothless, hungry, and pissed.
I tied the blanket tighter around my chest and wandered around for what seemed like an eternity before I came across a black and white door with the inscription of a moon goddess with the name "Selene" inscribed under it. I pushed the door open revealing a black and white room different from the ones I checked before I got here.
I walked into the room admiring the design when I bumped into something, turning around I saw a computer. I tilted myself over and I saw someone in camera 6 of 14, which is a gym. The person turned to make his back to face me completely as he picked up a dumbbell in each hand. The muscles on his back flexed and rippled.
"Oh my..." The blanket fell from my chest to my waist. I pulled it back up when I looked back at the camera. I saw the person's face...
"If he didn't have an annoying attitude and wasn't such a prick he might have made my hot guy's list..." I continued to talk about things he should and shouldn't do while rummaging through the room for clothes, when I finally found some suitable clothes I entered the en-suite bathroom and washed my body.
I came out still complaining about the dummy called Hunter. I closed the door of the bathroom and bumped into someone. Looking up I saw a man that looked a bit over 50 and had Hunter's eyes.
"A bit over 50? Hunter's eyes?" The man echoed my thoughts as he narrowed his eyes to slits. " Who are you and why are you in here. I thoughts I told Hunter to keep his girls away?"
"Excuse me?" I would be anything but one of Hunter's one-nighters at that point Hunter appeared in the doorway.
"Eleanor get over here," Hunter commanded, and without a clue why I obeyed.
"Hunter Gerome. I am disappointed. You should learn to control your girls and keep them out of your mother's room." The man said.
"She's not one of my girls and you mean I should control her or cage her as you did to mother?"
"You are still under my roof young man and so you should learn to control your tongue." The man said as he brought his hand down to slap Hunter, but the latter caught it in mid-air, and shock registered across the former's face and if I may add mine too.
"I am done with you hitting me," Hunter said then walked door down the corridor and disappeared around the corner. I followed him for fear of being left with the "father" that tried to slap him.
***
"Where are you going?" I asked after I finished changing and started relaxing on a soft and comfy sofa.
"None of your business. Just stay there if you need anything help yourself to it but you must not leave this room. If you do need anything out of this room ring that bell over there and one of the servants will come to your aid. Are we straight?"
"I'm afraid that's more of a personal question but if you insist on the answer..."
"Let me make myself a bit clearer, do you understand me?"
"Crystal!"
He groaned and walk out of the room. A few moments later the house telephone rang.
Am I supposed to answer it? Uh, whatever letting the phone ring is kind of rude.
***
Phone: Hello Hunter, we have been waiting for you and there is legit no sign of you.
Me: Sorry but Hunter isn't here. Call back soon!
Phone: Then who are you?
Me: I don't even know you.
Phone: It's Claire from Hunter's school.
Me: Oh okay. It's Eleanor a class lower than you.
Claire: Oh the girl who broke Hunter's glasses.
Me: Yh you got that right.
Claire: You know what? I send you an uber, come join us at a party.
Me: Hunter said not to...
Claire: Screw Hunter and what he said, be ready by 4 on the dot, I would love to meet the only girl who put Hunter in his place except me.
***
It was 3:40, I was about to leave the room when I remembered what Hunter said. I rang the bell and a maid came to my aid.
"I'm going out and I need something to wear for a party," I said authoritatively.
"But Master Hunter..."
"...is not around." I interrupted.
"As you wish madam." She said with a curt bow of her head. She rushed away and in a few minutes, she came back with a rack of clothes and an older bustling woman.
"Hallo, lassie. What can I do for you tonight?" The woman asked smiling at me and showing off her pearly whites.
"I'm going somewhere with friends."
"Where?"
"To a party. Why the questions?"
"I reckon your friends want you to wear something nice. "
"I never said they were my friends. They're friends of Hunter. The questions are wasting time. I have 20 minutes left."
"Your complaints are wasting time. I have all the time in the world. Is Claire gonna be there lassie?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Okay tell her I sent my best wishes. Now reply yay or nay to these here clothes ."
After a series of nays and maybes, I finally said yay. I went outside as I saw the uber pull into the driveway. I climbed into the uber and marveled at the mansion of a house as we backed out the driveway and out of the gates for the first time because a certain someone kidnapped me.
Watching the street lights as we drove by, I started feeling sleepy.
***
"Miss we have arrived." The Uber driver said, drawing me out of my light slumber.
"Oh okay, thank you," I said, rubbing my eye as I stepped out of the uber. The man drove off without giving me a chance to pay him. I stared at the huge black gate in front of me. I knocked feverishly on the gate. I was about to knock on it again, after a while of no response, when it opened revealing a 100 ft yard which came to a halt in front of a mansion, just about the size of mine.
In the middle of the yard was a fountain surrounded by a patch of grass and flowers.
Groaning internally, I started my trek to the mansion.
With aching feet, I finally reached the front door.
Knocking, rhythmically, on the door I hummed one of my favorite songs by Maroon 5 "Girls like you."
I stopped humming and started to think about the events that occurred earlier in the day. If my father was a vampire and mother a werewolf does that mean I'm a mixed breed?
The door creaked open snapping me out of my reverie.
"Hello?!" I echoed as I shut the door behind me.
I padded softly through the living room trying to keep my Vans from squeaking on the neatly polished floor.
Peeking behind the door that led to another room I echoed another "Hello!"
"My name is Olivia. Are you here for the party?" A woman clothed in a suit and dress pants inquired, whilst scaring the daylight out of me. I nodded as I placed my hand over my chest to feel my heartbeat and followed Olivia down a hallway and into an elevator. Going down I smoothed my outfit.
"Have a wonderful party, miss..." She turned to me awaiting my response.
"Florence. Miss Florence." I said as the elevator opened revealing the most upbeat scene I have ever seen.
I spun looking at the ceiling which had 'parté' written with neon lights.
"Do it! Do it!! Do it!!!..." I heard chants as people crowded a particular spot. Elbowing my way through the crowd I finally reached the front just in time for a boy with sandpaper hair to cannonball into the pool. The crowd erupted into cheers. As the boy swam out of the pool, a woman, looking a bit over 20, rushed to the pool and vomited into it. Gross. 10 seconds late and the boy would have canon balled into something disgusting.
"Hey, Eleanor!" I turned in the direction of the voice, and so did everyone else, to see Claire hopping on a bar stool. Soon enough the attention moved from Claire to me.
Fuck.
I cursed under my breath. I hate being under the spotlight. As I moved forward everyone cleared a path for me, I clutched my bag and walked toward Claire.
On getting to the table, I realized Claire wasn't alone. A sneer announced its presence on the face of the last silver-eyed, brown-haired boy I wanted to see at the moment.
You mustn't leave this room.
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