It was a normal day for me. I was walking home from my day job at a pizzeria.
I always considered myself pretty independent. No one ever stood up to me I was always top dog. If I didn't like someone or something I'd take care of it. I took care of myself ever since I lost my mother when I was 14. I had no family and I had to grow up fast, so bull shit wasn't an option.
It was pouring down rain the forecast has called for clear skies. Stupid weather man… stupid rain… stupid 20-year-old life. I strode as fast as I could without running. I could handle getting a little wet, I wouldn't melt after all. Despite the rain, the streets were still flooded with people with large umbrellas. I finally got to my small street; I was only a few blocks away now. I was the only person on the block, but I could see the silhouette of a man walking fast with an umbrella. He came closer and closer. He didn't even seem to notice me. Finally, he passes me. He looked… odd. He had long black hair that was slicked back behind his ears, and wore a trench coat and dress shoes. A few moments after he passed me, he turned on his heel and started walking with me. I looked over curiously. "May I help you?" I asked sharply. "It looked like you could use an umbrella." He smiled even wider now as he gestured under the umbrella. Why not? I got close to him… how much harm could he do to ME. He held my waist keeping me out of the rain. He seemed pleasant, very polite, and a nice smile too. I would just let him walk me the rest of the way to my house then it would be goodbye forever. We came to my house. "This is my" I started to turn towards the door, but he yanked me back and kept walking. "What's wrong with you?!" I pushed him away but he still grabbed me.
He held my arm firmly as we came to a small, secluded ally. He pushed me into the brick wall. I got ready to fight and put up my fists. He chuckled lowly. "I'm not going to hurt you mortal." Mortal? What was this guys deal? "Listen- I don't want any trouble so if I could just leave-" I started to walk around him, when he popped up in front of me. I looked over my shoulder… he was behind me to. What the hell? I backed away, this guy was serious. I couldn't fight "something". He called me mortal . I wasn't afraid…I was just… freaked. He came close and started holding me close. "Mmmmmhhh. Yes. You will do."
"What?" I was confused "You are a prisoner to a god." He smiled at me. I'm not a god hostage? At least he was attractive. I looked angrily into his pale green eyes. They were beautiful. I inhaled sharply as he pulled me into a tight hug. Oh, he smelled nice. I opened my eyes… we were somewhere… somewhere else.