Apprentice
Disclaimer: I don't own it, trust me, you wouldn't want me to…evil laugh
This Is The Enforcer speaking,
Based off the Movie Hannible Rising, I just recently saw it. The movie was brilliant, a little slow around the edges but still awesome. A classic Hannible movie. On to the story. Any way this takes place a few years after the end of HR don't worry if your confused at first….all will be reveal in time… mwhahhahahahah
Xandra walked slowly down the dark back streets of some random inner city she was crossing through.
It was cold, and felt like there was a freezing rain brewing. Xandra, barely seventeen, stood five feet nothing with blue black hair and stormy blue eyes.
Huddling deeper into her fur lined trench coat the girl shuddered. The inner city seemed all but abandoned, yet she knew better.
Lurking in the shadows would always be monsters, those willing to rape and take and kill, whomever they wished, for no other reason than greed.
It was still about three blocks to the hotel she was hold up in for the night. Glancing around Xandra sped up slightly, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up and the feeling of being watched itched between her shoulder blades.
Something dropped in the ally clinking loudly behind her, whipping around at the sound Xandra searched the darkness, heart racing.
"Shit." She cursed under her breath, there was nothing but newspapers blowing in the bone chilling wind.
Turning back around Xandra continued forward, boot heals making little clicks as she went.
But something wasn't right, she had a feeling that crawled down her spine that told her danger was about. Only two blocks to go and she was all but running.
It hit her like a truck, slamming her into the ground, drawing a small shriek from her.
The man dragged her by the hair into the dark corner of the ally, behind the dumpster over flowing with trash.
Throwing her up against the wall the man wrapped his hand around her throat.
"Hello pretty lady. Mind showing me what you got under that there coat?" His hand tightened. "What? You ain't gonna scream for me?" His free hand went for her breast only to fall short as his other one released her neck.
Xandra smirked.
"No, but you are going scream for me." A cold fire lit in her eyes. The man started to step back. "Ah, I wouldn't do that if I were you." She grinned even wider. "You might cut yourself."
Lying against the mans' jugular was the long blade of a Japanese sword. He seemed to be holding his breath; sweat broke out on his forehead despite the cold.
"Tables are turned now aren't they bastard." Chuckling she began to walk a circle around the man. He moved with her, trying to avoid the inevitable bite of blade into flesh. She moved him until his back was up against the wall, the very tip of her sword now rested in the hollow of his throat.
"Come on babe, I wasn't going to do nothing, honest." Xandra shuddered at his horrid grammar.
"Shut. Up." She stressed each word by pressing the tip of her weapon just a little into his flesh, only enough to draw a bit of blood. He closed his mouth with an audible snap.
"Good Boy." She leaned in real close, letting the sword trail down, down, until it rested between his legs. "The first time you scream, make any noise at all, and I will kill you, I will gut you like a fish and hang you with you own intestines. Do you understand?"
He opened his mouth again but Xandra pressed on the blade, this one was a stupid one.
"Just nod, do you under stand?" He nodded, cutting himself further. "Perfect. Now let us begin…"
A/N: Well that is just the beginning, I know it's slow to start, but it'll pick up pace sooner.
R&R Please
-The Enforcer