Amai POV~
I should never have trusted her.
Then I wouldn't be in this situation.
Horse hoofs pounded along the ground as carriages drove past. The dirt road was dry, dust was kicked off of the ground sending particles swirling away with the wind. The blue sky was beginning to fade into a vibrant orange. Any other day I would have been overjoyed to see a glimpse of sunlight, to finally be on the surface. The sun was warm as it bared down on my back, but the cold metal muzzle of the gun on my back snapped me back to reality. I shuffled down the road shrouded in a large cloak while two men stayed close behind. I could run, but what was the point if they would shoot then and there. Its not like I was their top worker, I was expendable, I was replaceable.
"Keep moving" The man behind me grunted into my ear pressing the gun harder against my back, I slightly sped up the pace trying to keep them happy. The chains binding my hands together were warming in the evening sun. I held out my fingers, sunlight touching them for the first time although I was ecstatic, I kept my feelings hidden with a blank expression.
"We're here" they said from behind me, still not moving the gun. I stopped immediately and looked down at my hands slightly frowning, this was going to be the last time I would be able to touch the sunlight for a long time. I turned to see a townhouse no different to the others apart from a flag billowing on a pole at the entrance of the house, but I knew what was waiting for me inside. A disgusting creature, ready to strip me of my last pieces of purity. Though I have done this so many times, today was different, I was finally on the surface after 22 years of my life. We walked towards the door, the sun disappearing off my skin as the house blocked the light from getting through. One of the men stepped forwards an knocked on the solid wooden doors, the dull thudding rang through the air.
"Don't fuck this one up, this is one of the only customers we got up here and they pay good money for girls like you" The man still behind me said, putting a hand on my shoulder and squeezed hard, surely going to leave bruises. I flinched at his touch, my heart skipped faster with fear as I heard footsteps approach the door. It creaked open to reveal, a man most likely in his thirties his blonde hair covered his dirty face.
"Bring her in" He said leaving the door open, we walked through into the dark building. The door slammed shut behind me, I hated that noise. The gun on my back lowered as we walked into the kitchen. Candle light lit the small dim room as sunlight began to disappear, the client sat down in a chair at the table.
"Wheres the money?" the man behind me asked, the client glared at him before pulling out a wad of money. He placed it on the table, hand covering it like a cage. I eyed it off, I gulped at the sheer amount of it.
"Let me see her first, or the deals off " the client demanded, looking me up and down trying to decipher what I looked like behind the cloak that shrouded me.
"Fine" my employer grunted pulling off my hood quickly, I could feel his eyes scanning over my features. He got up taking the money with him and moved towards me, lifting his arms he opened up my cloak revealing my body under just a tank top and skin tight shorts. He towered over me my head, me only reaching his chest. I shifted uncomfortably under his stare, his eyes running over me like a ravished wolf looks at its prey.
"A bit short, but she sure is pretty" he said grinning, he placed a hand on my cheek and ran it down my neck. I clenched my fist in an attempt to stop myself from punching him, but I didn't dare as one of my employers was still armed with a gun.
"I take it we will be leaving now" My employers said, happy that it was a success. They took the money from his hand and counted through it greedily. They took my hands and undid the chains binding them together, the chains clanked loudly as they fell off my arms. After they left the room he licked his lips, and pressed me against the wall he bent down slightly. My hands were pinned to the wall, my legs were free to move as I formulated a plan in my head. As soon as the door to the outside clicked our lips crashed together. It was rough and detached, I grunted in protest.
"Shut up Bitch" He said pushing me to the ground, I crashed against the cold stone floor. My shoulder left hit the ground taking much of the impact, causing a large crack to sound throughout the kitchen. I attempted to get up but was pushed back down again, I looked out the kitchen window it was dark out. Hands threw my cloak across the room as it was pulled off me, the material fluttered as it fell to the ground. He was directly on top of me pinning me to the ground by my hands, my legs between his thighs. I hissed at the pressure my injured shoulder was under. Before he could make contact with me yet again I lifted my legs to knee him in the stomach, he gagged as I made contact and toppled backwards. Before I could react he yelled and tried to gain control yet again, grabbing my legs pulling me towards him. I wriggled loose pulling my leg with all my force, and kicked him in the jaw I grinned as I heard a satisfying crack. He groaned as he lay on the ground covering his face blood dripping down his hands. Adrenaline rushed through my body as I gasped on the ground. Getting to my feet I ran to my cloak and grabbed the thin material, dodging around his writhing body I ran out of the kitchen. Putting my coat on as quickly as I could, I reached for the door handle but was dragged back by force. I looked back to see him holding onto my coat as he scrambled to his feet.
"Why you little" he screamed at he running toward me at full force, I reacted quickly as he began to pull me back towards him handful by handful of the material, he was determined to taint me. I pulled back with equal amount of force causing the material to fray, allowing it to rip, the coat now only covered the top half of my body. I took my chance and ran forward and grabbed the door handle. As soon as the door opened his hand grabbed my injured shoulder and pulled me back roughly, I held back my scream of pain as he wrapped his hands around my body trying to contain me. My shoulder twisted uncomfortably under his grip, I struggled to get out. Lifting up my foot I stomped down hard on his foor, he groaned in pain giving me enough time to raise my right arm to elbow him in the face. He stumbled backwards, releasing his grip on me. I swung around and as fast as I could, forming my hand into a fist I used all my force to punch him in the stomach. He retched and fell to his knees, his breathing shallow. I delivered the final blow of kicking him in the side of his face, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fell to the ground. he stayed still, the only sign of moment was breathing he was unconscious.
I walked out the door into the cold streets, closing it behind me. I felt my chest tightening in the cold air, panic still running through my system. I gasped to let the frigid air into my lungs, I looked back to see nothing, only the dimly lit streets that were full of life less than an hour ago. I clutched my shoulder, trying to ease the pain that throbbed throughout it. The cool wind caused my black hair to sway in the wind. I reached back and pulled over my hood, my coat barely covered my back only worsening the cold I already felt. I looked up at the night sky for the first time in my life, little white stars littered the pitch black abyss. The moon of which I had only heard from stories shone brightly in the sky as the blue light cascaded onto the buildings below. Despite how astonished I was I shook my head and kept walking. I needed to find somewhere to stay. This time I wasn't going to be caught, I had a chance above the surface. The attempts in the underground were futile, I was caught and taken back to wherever I escaped from. I gave up trying for years, but as soon as I heard about this something clicked inside of me. My footsteps were lonely along the road, I hugged myself in an attempt to keep warm, my breath was visible in the cold air.
"Hey you, kid!" I heard a voice calling from behind me, I turned around quickly. I had been so wrapped up in my thought I hadn't noticed them, I was such an idiot, if they find out I'm here without a permit, I'll be sent back to the underground or worse. I saw two me dressed up, those uniforms I knew them from somewhere, my breath hitched in my throat as I stopped dead in my tracks. I turned to face the figures approaching me, It was the military police. They ran towards me, armed with rifles I noticed they were two men one wit brown hair and the other with black. I began to slowly back away, my vision flicked in front of me as I began to panic. Did they know what was happening?
"Whats a kid like you doing on the streets at night?" One of them said as they stood in front of me, their brown hair flicking in front of their face the other stood calmly and just stared at me. I stood my ground ready to defend myself if I needed to, though there was little chance I could stand up to them with my shoulder. Anger pored through my veins, they assumed I was a kid due to my height, the hood covered my face hiding my identity. I held my injured shoulder tighter as it continued to ache with pain. His eyes laid on my clothes beneath my torn cloak and the tight shorts I was wearing, a smirk spread across his lips. I caught his eye and realized what he was doing, I shifted the cloak to cover up as much as I could.
"Come on kid, lets get you home" The brown haired man said reaching out to me, his hand aimed towards my injured shoulder. I raised my right hand and slapped it away, the sound breaking through the silence in the empty area. His attitude turned from cocky to agitated, he clenched his hand into a fist.
"Don't touch me" I growled, worried what would happen if they did. He snarled at me as he clutched his gun, my heart began to race as I tried to think of a way to escape without sustaining further injury. I kept my head low trying to keep my face in the shadows, I stepped backwards as his fist tightened.
"You're coming with us" The other said reaching out to my arms, once again I slapped it away. This time I stepped forward and sung my fist into his face, the brown haired soldier looked in bewilderment as his comrade fell onto his back groaning. My hood falling off my face during the process, revealing my face to them. The one still standing growled and pulled his gun out and aimed it at me. I grimaced, how was I supposed to get out of this. I tightened my fist again as I stepped backwards forcefully, he stepped forwards slowly raising his gun to eye level.
"Stand down" He said sternly, finger on trigger. I looked at the other soldier on the ground, he was beginning to get up. I had one of two choices, to kick the gun from his hand or surrender. In other words, have a chance at being free for once in my life with a possibility of being killed or give up my last chance to ever get out of the underground, and return to the life I led before. I took the obvious one and sent the gun flying from his hands, a shot was fired through the air as I kicked it. The sound echoed through the city, a burning pain hit me across the side of my head. The bullet had grazed the side of my skull, sticky blood dripped down the side of my face. The gun clattered on the ground behind him, within a split second I reacted, kicking the gut in the stomach sending him flying backwards landing on his gun. While I kicked the other in the face as he sat up, the blow sent him back to the ground. I began to step away slowly as they lay on the ground, glad they didn't touch me. I calmed down and pushed off my feet forcefully to step away, but collided with somebody. I stepped away and whirled around, It was another soldier but of a different division.