Chapter 1
''Can he get out? Make sure its locked!''
''Quick run,I can hear someone coming!''
''See ya, freak!"
The sound of running footsteps trailed off and Jonathan Teatime was left alone.There was nothing but silence for a few minutes and then the young boys head snapped up, letting out a short gasp and cry of pain.
Teatime had been sleeping in his dorm in peace when they came. All the fellow children at the Assassins Guild hated him, for reasons he never understood, and tonight they had decided to do something about him. Sneaking into his room they first all screamed together to wake him up, then one of the stronger boys bashed him over the head with a frying pan, sending blood splatters across his pillow. He was unconsicious then as they dragged him down to one of the storage cellars of the Guild. Throwing him into one of the large, low, cube lockers there, they bound his arms together to a chain which was coming from the ground. They had left him there, locking the outside and ran away back to their rooms. None of them seemed tired from the event, infact most of them stayed awake all night, telling others about how Teatime had attacked them in their rooms, but they soon got the better of him. "Not so 'talented'" like all the teachers say huh? Ha! He'll soon figure out how talented he is!"
And indeed he did.
When Jonathan first regained consciousness all he felt was pain. His head was exploding, he thought, and automatically tried to reach up to it. Thats when he noticed the large metal chain keeping him where he was. He was sitting down, arm behind his back in the far wall of what appeared to be a storage unit. He felt the cold sting of blood dripping down his face and still had no recollection of what had happened to him. Tugging sharpely at the chains he tested their strength. Wouldn't budge. They were connected to the ground, disappearing into the stone floor. He tried to undo the knot that was keeping him to the chains but they had bound him in such a way that it was unreachable to him, a knot he remembered learning about in class once which is nearly impossible to escape from. Unfortunately for Teatime the lesson on how to get out of this knot was not until next week. He let his head drop down and thought: what had happened? was he still at the Guild? Teatime had recently just finished his 13th birthday, and for all of his life the Guild had been home. The thought of being trapped somewhere else was un-nerving to him. He began to look frantically around for anything at all that could cut him free, but the locker was completely empty. Idiot, he cursed himself.Never fall asleep again.Ever.Look whats happened?! also,always go to bed with a saw from now on.
If any other child had been ambushed in such a way they wouldve screamed bloody murder and trashed about like a wild animal. Unfortunately for the small group of children who had attacked Teatime, he was an exception. Forcing himself to relax, Teatime took deep breaths, steadying himself for what he knew he had to do to escape.
This is my first try at a fanfic story so its probably not up to scratch. Ive already written out a few chapters for this story and am going to post them up whenever I can. I appreciate reviews and am always happy to be corrected on any mistakes i may have made..Thanks for reading!
