Prey
"I know you are out there somewhere hiding from me. But don't worry I can smell my way back to you."
I hold my breath hearing him slowly walk towards the closest the one where I was hiding in. It wasn't a good spot to hide but everything escalated in a split of second that it was my only option. My closet door cracked open a little and I could see THE BEAST peeking inside.
1 week ago
"On my way...just 15 minutes", my right hand was holding on to the steering wheel while my left hand was holding my phone to my left ear. Before the person from the other end could reply to anything ,my white suv hit something... or someone.
Shit. Forcing the brake I slammed open my car's door and ran to see what I hit.
A tall masculine guy with wild frizzy raven hair hiding his deep ocean offended eyes with a black mask hiding the rest of his face, was sitting in the middle of the road staring right past my soul. I kneeled down in front of him with a worried face.
"I am so sorry, I was in a hurry I didn't see-", guilt could be clearly heard from my voice and seen in my face. Before I could say anything else the husky voice cutted me off, "Agh-..fuck".
My eyes instantly went where he was looking at, white shirt soaked in crimson red, the wound was right below his right abdomen. As if my hand were on autopilot it grabbed the hem of his shirt pulling it up, the wound was fresh. I could feel his furious gaze burning a hole in the back of my hand. Ignoring his gaze I grabbed my handkerchief from my left pocket and put it above his wound, but the next moment my hand flew away with the handkerchief.
"What the fu-", in disbelief I stared at him. " You don't have to act kind after you just hit me with your fucking car." He growled.
"I know it was my fault and I am really sorry for that but right now if you don't let me handle your wound it might get infected." I deserved that rude behavior of his but right now my professional instinct wanted me to take care of his wound before it gets infected.
"What are you a doctor or something that I would let you handle my wound", rolling his eyes he replied in a harsh tone. God...his eye roll, it was annoying.
Standing up in full length I stared dead in his eyes , " Yup I am a doctor and if you still want my kindness then let me take you to the hospital " . Throwing the handkerchief to his lap, which was still in my hand I told him to cover his wound properly.
"Doesn't mean i forgave you". He murmured.
"I am sorry for what I did but now let's go and take care of your wound."
On our way to the hospital, both were completely silent inside my suv. His right hand was pressing the handkerchief above his wound while his left hand was holding the phone, fingers moving and tapping on the screen continuously. Through the front rearview mirror I gazed towards his reflection. He was still wearing his mask, I couldn't help myself from wondering if he felt suffocating as it's hot outside. I was debating whether to ask me something. The question went something like if he was left in the desert, whether he would still wear that black mask of his. What? I was just curious. Okay whatever we never gonna find that out.
"It would be better if you focus on the road rather than my mask." His icy voice brought me back to reality.
He wasn't even looking up to notice I was staring at him and to be exact at his mask. Was I thinking so loud? My cheeks started to burn and I didn't have to look at my reflection to know that my whole face was completely red like AngryBird. I was embarrassed. The rest of our journey I looked straight focusing my gaze and mind at the road ahead of us.
♧
Exactly three stitches took to close the wound. He could not stop glaring at the back of my hand as if I was gonna do something wrong. Even though he didn't speak a single word while I was dressing his wound that doesn't mean he did not stop irritating me. The way he kept looking....just wanted to slap the fuck out of him. The look was something like 'I don't believe in you that you can dress my wound without causing more harm. ' The fuck he think of himself. At one point I wanted to get up and just leave. Oh God I met so many types of patients before but he was the first one to get in my nerves without even speaking a word.
He was lying on the bed while I was sitting beside him in a stool looking at the report. "You must rest for a while and let it heal a bit-". I turned my gaze up and his face was just inches away from mine. His deep ocean blue eyes, the one I wanna drown in was staring right at my soul. My mind stopped processing anything. I sat stiff at my stool. What felt like forever was just three seconds in the real world. Moving his face towards my left ear he whispered something.
"You wasted a lot of my precious time, Angle. I am letting you go for now but soon I will be coming back hunting for you."
Before I could process anything he said, he was nowhere in the sight to be found. Running outside the room realization hit me, it was late and he was gone.
The rest of the day was quite busy. Being occupied with a lot of patients didn't give me any chance to think about anything else. On opening my SUV door , the first thing my eyes landed on was the note resting on my driver seat. As I read the content written on the paper my heart sank and i was standing there dumbfounded.
The Beast
"Y-you are a b-beast you will rot in hell."
A small chuckle slipped my mouth. A lifeless body tied in the chair with crimson red painted all over his face and body and the audacity to curse me. He ain't wrong about both the things but what he was, thinking he has any place in heaven.
Grabbing a dragger out of my shoe, I sat on the sofa opposite him, making myself comfortable. "If you tell me where you kept the kids, I will let you go." My eyes were fixed at the tip of the dragger. "Ugh-...you th...ou..ght I-I...was stupid?" He used all of his energy on that word 'stupid' and started coughing blood.
Tsk...cold gaze shifted toward his fearful eyes.
"Bold of you to assume that I haven't found them yet." His face turned pale, eyes doubled in size. Did he just think it was hard for me to locate and rescue them.
Lips curled up, "I was just testing your loyalty for your boss...hmm you are loyal, I like it." Terror in his eyes, which was kinda funny to look at.
Breaking eye contact, and taking out the phone from my right pocket, playing a video. A woman in her mid 40's , tied in a chair in the middle of an abandoned house, screaming her lungs out.
"Wanna see something funny?", with a smirk plastered in my face, the phone is turned toward his direction. He eyes twitched in anger and terror.
"I- the fuck YOU did to my wife!"
"Nothing"
The smirk which was still on my face was now growing bigger and bigger. Gun shots could be heard followed by screaming. Colour full words leaving from his mouth. My smirk dropped and once again my face showed no emotion. Withdrawing my hand I stood up.
"If you still want your wife alive, spit every information you know about your boss." Hands playing with the dragger which was still on my hand. "See I told you before I know nothing about him or her. I never talked to them in real life." His word earned a small humming.
"All the orders used to be sent to us through cryptic messages sent directly to our phone. After opening it once the message disappears." Self-destructive message.
"How do you contact them once you complete your work?"
"We have to wait for their message. They inform us about what to do next. That's all i can say. Now please leave my wife alone she has nothing to do with it at all."
"That's all i needed to know", pointing the dragger right into his left eye, " And about your wife, she is safe, she was the one who helped us record that video." He got furious, a colour full curse leaving his mouth again.
"I hope that bitch dies."
Dragger right through his eye splashing blood everywhere. Then taking out the dragger and sliding it deep inside his throat. Screaming slowly fades. The air of the darker aura started to surround my body. Dragger pushed deep inside in the thought of all the kids he kidnapped, sexually assaulted and even killed. He did not even go through the pain, what the victims had to go through.
Shaking all the thoughts away, I took out a feather of raven from my pocket and placed it right at his shirt pocket. Seems like all are scared of 'Raven'.
♧
"They are all safely transferred to the HQ." A soft yet firm voice spoke in my earpiece. Letting out a sigh of relief I replied,"Thanks Rex I knew I could count on you about leading the team."
"Thanks for believing in me Raven... Or should I call you 'Beast'" Teasingly she laughed. If it wasn't for the fact that she was my twin, I might have killed her right then and there for laughing. "Haha funny" I rolled my eyes as if she could see me.
I started Raven when I was just eighteen, realizing how evil the world was, my only goal was to get the evil out of the world even if that meant I had to become a beast, I was ready. Slowly and gradually my organization spread all over the state and then the country. Raven is known to every underworld mob and mafias but they have no idea about the mastermind behind the organization. They all fear some creature named 'Beast' that's who I am.
I was on my way to my suv ,which was parked a few blocks away from the current location. In the middle of crossing the road , when a white suv hit me. I fell a few feet away from the car. Dumbfounded me sat there like an idiot, controlling myself to not just kill the driver. Rex was shouting in my ear asking if everything was okay. The moment I saw the one getting out of the driver seat slamming the door shut my mind stopped working. My heart throbbing at a high speed. One couldn't see what was going on inside me unless they opened me up and looked inside. I was speechless, no words escaping my mouth.
Black hair tied in a messy bun, bangs all over her face almost covering her hazel brown eyes which looked like honey as the sun rays falling on them. Eyes looking edible. Snow white skin , pink cheeks and red kissable lips. I wonder if it was soft, I'm damn sure they are. She looked like an angel. My angle.
Her worried eyes looked at me. ''I am sorry I didn't see-." She spoke , guilt all over her voice. It was seductive without even her try... I...fuck. I wanted to stitch her mouth so no one could hear her melodic and angelic voice. I shift my gaze to my right abdomen, wound just reopened. Even though I didn't feel anything I acted like it damn hurts.
"Agh-..fuck." As those words left my mouth, her gaze instantly shifted to where I was looking. Her hand grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it up. While her one hand was holding the shirt ,the other grabbed a handkerchief from her left pocket. Crimson red painted on her fingers. I was furiously looking at her fingers. She was about to put the handkerchief above the wound to stop it from bleeding and not to get infected. I saw the opportunity and slapped her hand away from me.
"What the fu-" She was in disbelief. I didn't want her slender fingers to get bloody, it was too pretty to get blood on it.
"You don't have to act kind after you just hit me with your fucking car."
"I know it was my fault and I am really sorry for that but right now if you don't let me handle your wound it might get infected." She sounded guilty yet serious.
"What are you a doctor or something that I would let you handle my wound" I rolled my eyes at her. She looked annoyed by that. That was cute. Getting up from the ground she looked dead in my eyes, " Yup I am a doctor and if you still want my kindness then let me take you to the hospital " . Throwing the handkerchief which was still in her hand into my lap, she told me to cover my wound properly which was more like an order. And I listened to her order.
"Don't think like I would forget that you are the one who hit me ." I murmured.
"I am sorry for that but let's go and take care of your wound."
Covering the wound properly I followed her to white suv. On our way one could probably hear me tapping on my phone screen. I didn't have my laptop with me so I had to send orders to Rex, through my phone. Meanwhile she was continuously staring at me through the front rearview mirror. Her curious hazel eyes stared at my face. A faint smile threatening its way up my face under the mask.
"It would be better if you focus on the road rather than my mask." It was obvious she was curious about my mask. Or maybe she was curious about what's underneath it. From the corner of my eyes I could see her face turning red. She was embarrassed. Holding my laugh I looked outside the window. Peace that's what I was feeling right now.
It took a total of three stitches. In the whole process I couldn't stop staring at her hand. I guess she was uncomfortable but I couldn't stop. Her hands are getting dirty.
"Here you go", grinning she looked at her work. She was probably proud that she could help someone. The thought of her grinning at every patient after treating them makes me roll my eyes. I want her to smile just for me. That smile is only mine and I will make sure of that.
I was lying on the bed while she was sitting near me in a stool looking at someone's report. I sat up bringing my face near her, it was just inches away. I was still wearing my mask. If it weren't for the fact I was wearing it I might have kissed her. "You should take some...rest-" Her gaze focuses on my eyes. Her honey eyes were looking at mine. Three second eye contact felt like forever. Face moved towards her shoulder whispering in her ear that I was letting her go for now but I would be back hunting for her. Before she could react I got out of the bed and made my way out of the hospital.
Before leaving the area I wrote a note and it was inside her driver seat. How did I manage to open the SUV door? It was a piece of work for me.
Prey
𝓢𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵
-XoXo🥀