Chapter 2: I won't go down without a fight

"I told you to bring him here unharmed." A gruff angry male voice stated.

"Look it was not easy getting him here, he is here now and that is what matters." Another voice said.

Footsteps headed closer to Izaya. "He looks pretty scrawny, your lying to me."

"No! He is really quick, he had a knife on him." The larger man defended himself as pointing to the blindfolded individual.

"Oh. he had a knife...so does that mean we run? Does that mean we hide? Does that mean we pussy out and DISOBEY my orders to bring him back here UNHARMED? IS THAT TOO MUCH TO COMPREHEND FOR YOUR BRAIN?"

"It won't happen again."

"It better fucking not." The angry voice stated.

Izaya slowly began to open his eyes to see only a blur at first. Everything in his sight a messy blur of black, noticing he had been blindfolded.

"Hey boss, he's waking up."

"Get the fuck out of my way." A shove was heard with a stomping of heavy boots as the man inched closer to Izaya's face. With Izaya blindfolded laying on his stomach and arms and feet tied behind him there wasn't much he could do to plan his way out of whatever hell he was in. All he knew from his hearing was that there was at least four henchmen in the room, many he heard from their heavy stomping which meant they were muscular or big guys. Another shifting of boots heavier than the others displayed authority not weight stature. This meant the person in charge of the operation was in the room as well.

His suspisions were confirmed when the blindfold was ripped from his eyes blinding him with a sudden flash of light. Squinting his eyes to adjust he heard someone he guessed to be the boss speak.

"Izaya Orihara. Very nice to make your acquaintance." Suddenly Izaya's hair was pulled back to view the man crouching over top of him. A blade sharp with steel was held to his throat in the process. "So I hear you like to play with knives. Mind if I play a game with you?"

"What kind of game?" Izaya responded mockingly pretending to sound interested.

"A nice game where I cut the flesh and count the pieces."

"Sounds interesting." Izaya said as shifting his hand into his boot retrieving a pair of his knife. He swiftly sliced the rope binding his wrists freeing himself from their confines. "Mind if we take turns?" Izaya smiled as slipping his way out from under the man to hold his knife to the mans own throat. "What's wrong don't wanna play your own dirty game with me?"

"G-Get him!" At the boss's command the other men dashed to Izaya swinging objects like bats, and crowbars at him. Izaya smiled as he dodged every one of them. These men were no match for him. He calculated their ever step after hearing them walk in their heavy pace. Hell only one man was fit on this earth to play his game, and that man wasn't even close to being a human to him, more like a monster.

"Let's play boys. Come on hit me." Izaya taunted smiling as he twirled around his current playground. A arm quickly wrapped itself around Izaya's throat holding him in place. Struggling in the grip Izaya began to choke as he tried desperately to break out of the strangling hold. He tried slicing the arm, even when he had cut and broke the skin the strong grip did not falter. He was losing air, he kicked and stomped to try and free himself. Harshly he was thrown to the ground, he coughed trying to gain back his breath. His arms and feet were grabbed dragging him backwards. Even with barely any air in his lungs he did not cease to stop fighting. He kicked, and thrashed about flipping around to separate himself out of their hands. Izaya was held down with his thrashing as a needle was jabbed into his neck making his eyes slowly fall to a glaze as he watched a form of a man enter the room while his muscles relaxed into a numbing state.

Author's Note: So yeah, I am soooo sorry for the wait for this. I have been so busy and this past week i was sick so it was just a lot going on but i hope you enjoyed this chapter. I have ideas planned for this story but i want to make sure people are interested in reading it so REVIEW! those reviews mean a lot to me and keep me motivated to keep writing. :)

-JokerSmiles:)