Just run forward and knock his feet from under him. Then grab a weapon, AKA my knife and cut the ropes off. They before he can get up, stab him. Easy. Right?
"I'm here to help you." I scoffed, sure you are. As if reading my thought, he said, "Really. Don't you think I would have killed you if I didn't?" I thought it over a second, then shook my head.
Sighing, he stepped forward. I stepped backwards. Forwards. Backwards. All the while we were staring at each other, not breaking eye contact.
Backwards, wait what! The wall! No! Now I was cornered. Okay, time for the plan. Just as he got an arms length from me, I pushed off the wall, easily, sliding down towards his feet.
Kicking out my leg, I pressed it against his leg and kept sliding. It only lasted a few seconds because next I had hopped back up. The stranger forgotten behind me.
I did a quick scan for my knife and found it by the wall. Running over I grabbed it and pointed it to cut the rope.
As I was doing so though, my hand slipped. I caught the knife easily, wincing as the blade dug into my flesh.
No. Cut. I reminded myself and cut the rope again. Seeming like a second later the rope laid forgotten on the floor.
Gripping the handle, my hand bled more. But I was used to it. No biggy.
Turning around I saw the stranger was gone. What. I allowed myself to think for a moment before my instinct kicked in and I spun around.
But it was already too late. The stranger grabbed my wrists with his hands. I glared at him.
Try something. Anything. You're dead anyway, so lets have some fun. I sent to him with my look, but he just chuckled darkly.
"Looks like I caught my prey..." He whispered, his red eyes almost glowing. I flinched, then started to struggle against his grip.
"That's no way to treat your savior." I stopped long enough to glare at him and say, "I didn't need your help!"
He only chuckled more, "I think you did," He whispered and with sudden movement I was in his arms bridal style.
"Let me down!" I screamed, struggling harder than before. I was determined not to come with him, despite the fact he did kinda help me out a bit.
"Calm down, Miss Satsujin." I froze and looked up at him, confusion and worry in my gaze.
"H-how do you..." I whispered, then my gaze hardened. "Did my dad send you to get me? That bastard he knows he just needs to ask." I muttered, and looked out at the sidewalk. "So which one of his toys are you?" I asked.
Suddenly we stopped. I remain looking out at the sidewalk, but glanced at him when his grip on me tighten.
He glared down at me with gleaming ruby red eyes, a frown set on his face. Anger written all over his face. What's his problem?
"I do not serve scum like your father. The only reason I saved you is because my master is in need of you." With that he started walking again.
Huffing, I crossed my arms. He's not scum. I thought to myself. And who is this 'Master?' I pondered for a bit, then not liking the silence, I spoke up.
"So... What's your name anyway. You know mine so I should know yours. It isn't fair for my not to know."
Without looking at me he answers, "Sebastian Michaelis."
"Where are you taking me?" I ask, staring up at his face, which was looking almost white under the moon.
This time he does look at me. "Back to the Phantomhive Manor." Phantomhive… Phantomhive… where have I heard that?
"Phantomhive... That sounds familiar. Hey wait," It comes to my suddenly, "Isn't that the leader of the underworld!?" I began to struggle again and feel his grip tighten on me once more.
"Stop struggling." He growls. I don't listen, of course. Phantomhive! I can't be taken there! They will kill me or torture me! Or try to use me! Or something!
"Stop Struggling." He growls again, louder this time, but I still don't listen, my mind clouded with dread and ways to escape, but mostly dread and fear.
"Put me down!" I scream, pushing against his body, trying to pry myself away.
"As you wish." He sighs, and suddenly I feel myself dropped on something hard, but smooth. I quickly scramble to my feet and do a 360.
Two windows. One door. Seats on either side. I jump when I hear a horse neigh and break the silence.
Wait. Horses? Suddenly it dawns on me. I'm in a carriage! With lighting fast speed I turn around towards the door and smack into Sebastian. He grips my shoulders tightly and forces me onto the seat.
"L-let me go!" Struggling fruitlessly, he gets close to my face.
"Calm down." He whispers and his eyes seem to gleam again. I'm frozen in my spot for a second, but it's enough time for him.
I feel something cold touch my skin, then with ease it pricks into my vein, causing my skin to sting. The pain brings me back and I worriedly look over at the needle.
"What was in that?!" I ask when it was taken out, my eyes darting from Sebastian to the little well of blood.
"Nothing to fret over, it just something to calm you. It should be taking effect, " he pauses and looks at a watch he drew from his pocket, "Now."
As he says this, my fear washes away and I slump into my seat. No! Panic! Jump out of the carriage!
Despite my instincts I remain calm and at ease, worry the last thing on my mind, and instead I simply sit there, not doing anything.
After a while I lean against the window and watch the streets pass by, but keep an eye on Sebastian. He does the same, and for a moment our eyes meet. He sends me a smirk, then looks out the window.
I follow him actions and listen to the steady thumping of the horses feet. My eyes began to droop downwards and I nod my head, jerking back awake ever so often.
As I begin to drift off into a dreamless sleep I spot a mansion behind the trees. That looks familiar… I think, but can't ponder long before I see blackness.
Hello Wulfies! Sorry for the short chapter but it would just be weird to start the next one.
I hope you like this chapter though! And so so sorry for the wait! I kept changing the end but I finally decided to just use this one! Please fill free to give your thoughts of what is going to happen next, or any thoughts for that matter!
Until next time my Wulfies, ~Fuschia