It was like a breath of fresh mint, cool to the touch, leaving goose bumps in its wake. Freshly stitched wounds burned intensely as salt water brushed past them, sleek lean muscles pulled and bunched adding to the burning. Just a few more pushes, they water was black, like an never ending nightmare. Hurry! Quick, quick, quick! He's right behind you!
I clutched the ladder tightly, quickly pulling myself out of the sucking black water. The chase wasn't over yet, I had only to take a few breaths before I was in his cluctches at the other side of the dock I was on only a few seconds ago.
"Why do you run?"
My heart froze, it was thundering in my throught, I was too scared to answer this strange man, one thing was clear though, he was not human. No one human moves that fast and that silent anyways, what did he want with me? No point in struggling his black leather clad arms had a grip of steal, my hands fruitlessly tried to push his arms off of me, "P-please, let me go! YOUR CRUSHING ME!"
His grip immediatly slackend but, he still didn't let go. We where hidden in a dark alley, no one to call out for help. Not that, that was a good ideal he'd probably just kill them in an blink of eye. His cold breath caressed my right ear showing how close he actually was "I'm going to let you go but, you promise not to run?" I nodded bobbing my head unable to form coherent sentences for I was to terrified. Slowly he grasped my forearms and turned me around in his grasp, through the darkness surrounding us I could make out small glimces of his features. Crimson red eyes that reflected light like a cats, and long silky black hair. Judging from the fabric I had fisted in my hands he was wearing a tux or sorts, probably a suit.
"Well my mate your very fiesty, I enjoy fiesty"