Chapter One
The rain was heavy as a young teenager with teal hair and bright green eyes ran through the streets to get home. Although the boy lived at home his parents had long since departed from this world, they had been in an accident on their way to see him in a school production. The boy had been in rehearsal when he was given the news and for a year he had been withdrawn from the world, but especially from his grandfather and his little sister as he didn't want to have to go through the same pain again.
Eventually the boy's grandfather had convinced the boy to go out again and although he realised that his parents were dead, he would have to live on. He had returned to the normalcy of life again, like it was before his parents died. He had gone back to school and resumed all of his classes and after school activities and then he would go home and complete the household chores that had been arranged for him, before going to bed.
When the boy came to a familiar fork in the road, he came to a halt. He had to decide which route to take for him to get home. If he chose to go through the streets, he would yelled at for missing his curfew but he knew the streets was the safer option but on the other hand, he could take the park which would allow him to arrive home in time. The only problem was that the park was a dangerous place to be this time of night and the boy had been warned not to enter the park at night because of the dangers it held.
Deciding that he would take the chance, the boy set off through the park, unaware that there were a lingering pair of eyes watching his every movement. As the boy made his way through the park, he decided that it would be safer to run until he was at a safer and lighter place in the park, so that people would be able to see him should something happen.
The boy didn't see a man deliberately walk into him until it was too late, they both crashed to the ground in a wet crumpled heap.
"Sorry about that, I didn't look where I was going so I didn't see ya there." Apologised the boy, his southern accent heavy in words.
"No need to be sorry, nothing's broken." Replied the man getting up and holding a hand out for the boy to help him up, to which the boy gratefully took.
The boy looked at the man who helped him up, he looked to be about thirty years old with a red goatee and hair, his clothes were that of a hunter's, so the boy guessed he might be with the rangers or something similar, the boy felt that he had seen this man before but he couldn't place where he had seen him from.
"Thanks, well I'd better be going." Said the boy, he tried to pull his hand out of the other's hand but it was gripped tighter.
"Where do you think you're going?" asked the man pulling the boy closer so that he could wrap his other arm around the boy's waist, which stopped the boy from leaving.
"Away from here, now let me go!" snarled the boy trying to struggle out of the man's grip.
The man smirked before leaning into the boy's ear, "Not a chance, you belong to me now boy." This caused the boy to struggle even harder, he tried to scream but the hand gripping his instantly went to the boy's mouth, muffling his scream for help. The hand around his waist quickly let go but was back seconds later only this time it held a cloth in it, the man placed the cloth over the boy's nose so that the only thing he could breathe was the chemical.
The boy's struggles lessened and then finally stopped, the man grabbed the boy and placed him on the ground. The man reached into his pockets, pulling out duck tape. The man quickly tied the boy up, making sure that he covered the boy's eyes and mouth, should he wake too soon, it would be trouble for him.
The man picked up the boy and moved towards the car park, there was a burgundy coloured van there, the man opened the back, he placed the boy in. The man rooted through the boy's pockets until he found something to ID the boy.
"Jesse Anderson, huh? Well Jesse it looks like we are gonna have some fun."
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When Jesse awoke he realised there were a few things wrong, one he was in an unfamiliar room with no light so he could barely make out the scarce furniture that littered the room. Another thing was that he was tied to the bed with tape over his mouth and ankles. The final thing that he noticed was that although he was alone in the room he was in, he was not alone in the building as he could hear talking from the door opposite him.
Thinking that maybe whoever had kidnapped him had someone over that could help, Jesse began shouting muffled calls for help.
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As soon as he had placed Jesse into the back of his van, the red head drove the run down rusted coloured van to his derelict apartment, driving into the garage and quickly closing doors before anyone passing by saw him.
There was a generator just behind the van near the door to his apartment, after revving the cord a few times it roared to life bringing light to the garage. When he got back to the van, he placed a few things he needed into a backpack and slung it over his shoulder before carefully picking up the young boy who was still sleeping in the back of the van.
The room he placed Jesse in was bare apart from a chest of draws with a mirror attached, a double bed with side tables on both sides and finally a door that led to the en suite bathroom. Carefully he put the boy on the bed, with a gentleness that people would have to see to believe, he untied the boy's hands only to replace the tape with handcuffs that he had brought from the van.
Once he had Jesse secured to the headboard, he cut the tape that was around the eyes allowing Jesse to see when he woke up. Taking his leave from the room, he went to the sofa to watch some TV.
A news report came to life when the TV was turned on, it was a warning of a serial rapist killer who had been reported in the city and how he had yet to be caught. There was a hotline in case anyone saw him around and there was also a picture.
After a couple of hours, muffled shouts could be heard from the other room, deciding it was time to keep his guest company, he made his way to the bedroom.
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Jesse finally stopped when he heard the door opening, he hope that it was someone who could save him but he was disappointed when he saw that it was the man that had kidnapped him.
Behind the man, Jesse could see the TV that the man had been watching before coming into the room. It was then that Jesse had remembered where he had seen him; it had been a news report about the serial rapist. Jesse tried to wrack his brain on his name, he knew it was something Trapper but that was all he could remember at the moment.
"Awake at last I see, took you long enough. Well at least things will be more interesting now…well they will be more interesting for me anyway." Trappers moved to the chest of draws were, so that he could get things out of his bag and then have some fun with the boy.
After rummaging around for a few seconds he pulled out a wicked looking combat knife, slowly with the knife in his hand, he moved over to Jesse who began struggling to get away.
"Quit struggling, I won't hurt you much, if you don't hurt me." Jesse stopped struggling after he heard the threat. "Promise not to make too much noise and I'll remove the tape." Jesse merely nodded; there wasn't much he could do anyway. What with him being tied up and the threat of Trapper stabbing him he knew when to behave.
Trapper roughly removed the tape from Jesse's mouth, he noticed that the boy had only grunted as the tape came off but had remained quiet like he was told to.
"Do you know who I am boy?"
Jesse merely nodded, he wasn't going to give this man the satisfaction of knowing he was too afraid to speak. The man smiled at Jesse's conformational nod, that was good it meant that he didn't need to go through all the trouble of introducing himself to the boy.
"What are you gonna do with me?"
"You know who I am, what do you think I'm gonna do." It wasn't a question and Jesse knew it, but he needed to know.
"I won't let you, you think I'm just going to let you rape and then kill me? I will fight you and I will escape."
"Oh no my dear Jesse, I'm not going to kill you but you will remain here with me forever." Jesse looked at the man in confusion for a number of things, one, how the man knew his name and two, why the man had said he wasn't going to kill him.
Trapper seeing Jesse's confusion decided to enlighten him as to both the things that were plaguing his mind.
"I took your wallet while you were still asleep and the reason I won't kill you is because you are exactly like my old lover, you see I have had this ability since I was young to see the aura of people and your aura is exactly like my old lovers, with a little bit of moulding you will make the perfect lover for me."
"Do you think I care if you have an ability or not, you are nothing but a kidnapper and a rapist and I will never be what you want…never!" Jesse spat, he had never been so angry in his life but this man had gotten under his skin in a matter of minutes. Trapper frowned at Jesse's words he had hoped the threat of pain would make the boy complacent but it had done the opposite but it seemed Jesse wasn't finished in his rant. "You...You're a lunatic, I mean killing people is one thing but when you talk about me, you talk about me as if I'm a pet, you can't keep me here...I won't be some sort of toy for your sick pleasure and I will fight you...so you might as well kill me!"
Jesse realized that he might have said too much when he thought about it, he didn't want to die but anything was better than being trapped by the man in front of him, even death.
"So you're going to fight me, eh? Well that's fine, I like it when my prey plays rough. It makes things more enjoyable. But you need to remember one thing my Little Gem, I'm not the one who will get hurt if you fight me. "
Trapper took Jesse's moment of surprise and turned it against him by pressing his lips onto Jesse's. Jesse kept his closed as tight as he could making sure that the man before him couldn't do anything more, all the while trying to get as far away from the man as possible. Trapper bit the boy's lip as hard as he could causing him to gasp in pain but it also allowed Trapper to deepen the kiss.
Jesse could deal with this man's tongue in his mouth, he wanted to throw up but the man wouldn't let go no matter how much he tried to struggle, so instead he did what Trapper had done to him a few moments ago, he bit down on the tongue as hard as possible. Trapper recoiled quickly from the pain, using one hand he tried to stop the bleeding but used his other hand to slap Jesse across the face.
"Don't you ever do that again! Because the next time will be much worse than a slap to the face." Roared Trapper as he moved away from the bed, he looked at the damage to his tongue in the mirror but was relieved when he saw that the damage was minimal. Taking out the roll of tape from the bag, moved back to Jesse while tearing a piece off at the same time.
"Don't you dar-" Jesse never finished his sentence as Trapper had placed the tape over his mouth making sure that Jesse wouldn't be able to remove it while he wasn't there.
"I'm going to take a shower and when I come back we gonna have a lot of fun together." Smiling Trapper made his way into the bathroom but not before glancing one last time at the young boy that lay on his bed.
Jesse tried to scream as loud as he could but nothing worked especially because of the tape. This can't be happening, what did I do that was so wrong to deserve this? Jesse continued to struggle against the handcuffs hoping that either they would break or the bed would break but neither gave meaning that he was trapped and with no one to rescue him no less, no one knew where he was, hell he didn't know where he was, Jesse slowly felt despair seep into his thoughts but that didn't stop him from struggling all the same.
"I made the bed myself; there is no way that it's going to break." Jesse jerked in the direction of the bathroom, there was trapper in nothing but a towel that covered his waist leaning against the door. Trapper moved from the bathroom to the bed where Jesse lay, leaning over to the side table and pulling open the draw to pull out another knife, this one just an ordinary but sharp kitchen knife.
Trapper slashed the buttons from Jesse's pants but at the same time being careful not to slash Jesse himself, when the pants were loose Trapper pulled them down to Jesse's still tied ankles.
A smirk made its way to Trapper's face as saw that Jesse had little gems on his underwear, but didn't stop him from cutting Jesse's underwear to bits. Jesse paled as Trapper removed the towel from himself.
The next few hours were filled with pained muffled moans from Jesse while moans of pleasure came from Trapper.
After Trapper was finished he leaned over Jesse, who had been crying the entire time. Trapper placed a gentle kiss on Jesse's lips even though the tape got in the way he didn't mind, he had made the boy his own and that was just how he wanted things to be.
"Don't worry in time you will come to enjoy my presence and even if you don't well then it'll still be fun." With that he took his leave from the room, which allowed Jesse some time to himself.
When Jesse was sure that Trapper wasn't coming back he curled up as best as he could, trying to calm himself and reassure himself that someone would find him soon but even with those thoughts one made him shudder, what if he never saw his family again?
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Hi guys, like I said I'm re-writing this story because I think I did a horrible job the first time and I wanted to make it better and I hope I have.
I'm also gonna re-write most of my stories to make them better or at least try.
So anyway, what did you think better or worse than before?