Two Friends and a Couple of Snatchers
Chapter One
It was nearly time. After months of preparation, the two Australian best friends were ready for the best camping trip ever. Tori and Elise were best friends since before they could remember, and they were departing for a camping trip in London. They could hardly wait, and as they stepped off the plane, the smell of a new adventure ensnared their senses. They caught a taxi to the woods where the camp grounds were located. Tori paid the driver, and then ran to catch up with Elise.
They spent the first few minutes in awed silence, as they had never seen a forest this beautiful before. Elise decided to break the silence first.
"What's the name of this forest again?" she asked.
"The Forest of Dean" Tori replied.
The pair walked for around half an hour in near silence, both still amazed that they were actually here. Soon however, the magic of arriving had disappeared, as the best friends started to get a little scared. The sun had set relatively quickly, and the natural sounds had died out. Elise reached for Tori's hand, attempting a small effort to comfort both her friend and herself. As soon as she managed to grasp Tori's hand, loud cracks ripped through the silent air.
Tori felt her hand being torn from Elise's, as a person far stronger than her grappled with her. She attempted to break free, and knew Elise would be doing the same. It soon became clear though, that they weren't about the break the strong grip of the men holding them. Tori managed to crane her neck to see that Elise had calmed down slightly. Tori then resigned to the fact that she was well and truly captured.
"Now" said a voice from directly behind Tori, "let's see wha' we got 'ere"
The voice was firm, with a major Cockney accent. Tori barely had time to register that useless fact before she was forced around to face him.
The first thing she saw was dull blue eyes searching her face. Tori knew that the man was most likely sizing her up, so she decided to do the same. The man had a rugged yet slightly handsome face, with untidy brown hair that was pulled back in what could only be a ribbon. He had a dull red streak through his hair to match a red cloth around his left forearm. He was wearing a dark green vest underneath a long, leather jacket, along with plaid pants and combat boots. Tori then lifted her gaze back to the man's eyes which were still searching her eyes.
"Well well" the man whispered "you are a beautiful one, aren't ya?"
Not really thinking straight, Tori went with the first, wittiest thing that came to mind.
"Too bad the same can't be said for yourself".
The man let out a short, bark like laugh while he took in the rest of her features. Her hazel eyes, short, chestnut brown hair, down to her denim jacket and black skinny jeans. He raised his eyes to her face to see Tori staring at Elise, who was being questioned by the man holding her.
Apparently the man holding Tori realised that he was supposed to be doing the same, as he shook her slightly to get her attention. He cleared his throat, then began.
"Wot's your name, beautiful?" he crooned. Tori stayed silent, not letting the man in.
"C'mon now, all I need is your name" he continued. Tori decided that if she didn't reply, the man would probably become angry.
"Tori Animi" she replied bluntly. If she had to reply, she was going to give short answers. Hopefully the men would become uninterested and let them go.
"Check it" the man whispered. Tori was about to reply that she had no idea what he meant, when she noticed another man standing a short distance away. As she watched, he took out a small book and started ruffling through the pages.
"Wot's your blood status, Tori?" the man asked.
"What?" Tori asked, confused.
"Blood-status" the man repeated slowly.
"Oh well" Tori began, equally slowly, "I think I'm Type O, but it might be A. Not quite sure".
The man sighed audibly, then turned to the man holding the book.
"Anything?" he asked irritably.
"Nope" the man replied.
The man asked then asked what the guy holding Elise had found out.
"Her name's Elise Pius. She doesn't seem to know what blood-status means"
"Yeah, same 'ere"
The man shook his head. They seemed to have forgotten about the girls, who had exchanged multiple worried glances.
"Take 'em back to camp, we might be able to make some use out of 'em" the bloke holding Tori ordered. The other men (there seemed to be three others) gave muffled replies.
The man who seemed to be the guy in charge turned back to Tori. She decided that there was no harm in asking his name, was there?
"I'm sorry, but I didn't catch your name" Tori asked as politely as she could.
The man smirked, then gave a mock bow. "The name's Scabior."
Scabior Tori thought is that his first or last name? Tori then mentally shook herself. What did it matter? The only thing that mattered was that she and Elise were being taken by strange men who didn't seem to bathe or see the need for normal clothing. The men turned and began walking in the opposite direction of the camp grounds Tori and Elise were originally travelling to. To Tori's delight, she was able to walk next to Elise. This meant they were able to whisper softly, even though two of the men still grasped their arms.
"Don't worry" Tori whispered, "We'll get out of this"
"How?" Elise's voice was practically overflowing with worry.
"We were meant to arrive at the campsite tonight right? So someone will surely realise that we haven't, and they'll alert the police or something."
"I sure hope you're right"
"When am I not?"
Author Note: Thanks so much for reading. This is my first ever fanfiction and I hope you are enjoying it. Reviews are always appreciated! Just a fun little fact, Tori's last name means 'courage' in Latin and Elise's is 'loyal'. Remember, Scabior is owned by the amazing J.K Rowling, yet Tori, Elise and the other Snatchers are from my weird imagination. :)