Here is the prologue for my third big MTR fanfic! Yay!
A girl gets thrown onto the rock floor of a cave. Her black hair goes over her shoulders, and over her face, practically blinding her. Someone in the shadows hold her arms back. She tries to escape his grip, but it's useless.
She hears footsteps in front of her. When they stop, she can see a shadowed figure of a man.
"Welcome, my dear." He says. He's speaking in Mayan, but he has an accent, and the girl can't make it out.
"You're probably wondering why you're here." He smirks. The girl can't see him, but she knows that he's smirking.
"You're probably wondering how long it will take me to get rid of you. Don't worry, it shouldn't take long!" The girl hisses. She tries to lunge at the man, but the person behind her holds her back.
"Temper, temper. Now, girl, I have a deal." The man says. He walks away from where he was standing. The girl can't even see a shadow of him. She feels intimidated by this. He puts his cold hands on her shoulders. "If you work for me, you won't die."
"Then I only have one choice. I won't work for you." She says coldly, trying to shake his hands off of her shoulders.
"But my dear, you haven't heard why you'd be working for me." He digs his fingernails into her shoulders. She tries to squirm away. "You'd be getting a brand new start. Your past of a homeless thief will be over. You're con artist days will be over."
"They are over. I am changed." She says coldly.
"Not in my books. I like good, hard old fashioned proof." He says, releasing his fingernails from her flesh. "Now, my dear, you'll have the simple job of getting rid of spies, thieves, con artists, everything that you were."
"Why do you want me? There are plenty of people stupid enough to work for you." She says quietly, but loud enough for him to hear.
She can hear the man fighting his bottled up anger. "But my dear, you know the ways of homeless thieves, so it would be easy for you. You can trick them, then get rid of them."
"I will never turn on my people! That's not fair to them! I'd rather you sacrifice me, so I can die noble, and knowing that I wouldn't dare to hurt anyone, but you." She says, glaring at where she thinks the man is standing.
She can feel his fingernails back into her shoulders. "You will work for me, or your family will be gone before you know it."
He hit her in her only soft spot. The people who she wanted all her life will be at risk.
"So be it!" She exclaims after a pause. She figures that he must be bluffing.
"I'm not bluffing." He lets go of her shoulders, then walks in front of her. His shadow is over her face.
She pauses, then lunges forward, the person behind her loses his grip. Before she get a hold of the man, he hits his arm onto her forehead. She gets thrown backwards, and lands hard.
"You do realize that if I were to leave you, you'd have no place to go? You would get lost in this maze, this labyrinth." He says, patting her head.
"So that's it. You want me to get rid of spies, thieves and con artists?" She asks thoughtfully.
He smiles a toothy smile. She still can't see him, but she knows it's a fang-baring smile.
"I'm not going to. You can't make me!" She exclaims. She can feel the man grabbing her wrists with one large hand, then pushing her onto her back. His face is only inches from hers. She feels totally defenseless, a feeling she hates.
"But you will. You will be Ah Tabai, and you'll save everyone." The man says, his breath touching her cheek. "You'll be a hero."
"You can't make me. You'll never make me!" She retorts. She tries to squirm out of his almost invisible grasp, but he puts his other hand onto her neck, pinning her head down.
"You will. You will once your life is on the line." He says.
"Do your worst. I'm not afraid of you!" She exclaims.
She can feel the cool, sharp point of a spear against her neck, where his hand was. She can feel a drop of blood roll down her neck.
"I'm only going to ask this once, and only once. What is your name and what will you do?" He asks, calmly, thinking that he has her now.
She smirks. He's bluffing. If he wanted her so badly, then why would he kill her? She can feel the spear being pressed slightly harder.
"Answer me! What is your name and what will you do?" He asks, sounding just as scared as she feels.
"My name is Chamer, and I'm going to get rid of you." She says fearlessly.
I hope you enjoyed it, and who thought the girl would be Chamer? And yeah, the guy there is kind of creepy. Please review!