The ally way was dark, and there was no sign of life other than my own breathing. I knew this way like the back of my hand, but the eerie feeling was quite outrageous indeed. The moon shone down, but before it could reach my skin, it was blocked out by all that lay above. Terraces, clotheslines, wire and cables, everything that made this empire tick.
Well, used to. The old power lines previously placed here, ran everything from lights to toasters; a symbol of forgotten power, no dubitably the HQ of this man for that very reason.
Shadows ran up and down the walls, the sound of dripping water, and the ever present blinking light fixtures were eminent.
"I see you received my gift," how that voice has haunted my dreams for so long. Eight, eight years of old was when that voice first started to be the materialized devil himself. Everything fit really. He had the voice of the creature, the intentions that the hell keeper would envy, and connection and power that was silent, but lethal in the least.
"If you're so interested in the two, why do you now show it?" I glanced around cautiously. He had that effect on people.
"My dear, you ask as if you will receive an answer," his chuckle was dark, and it sent a shiver up my spine. But like always, I hid it. I pushed down the need to run screaming, and weeping from his very presence.
"We had a deal,"
"Never make a deal with the devil," I whipped around to see his head very near my ear.
Damn, how do I always miss that? My blood boiled, he thought to highly of himself, and he knew it.
"Luckily you're only a close second," he growled from his now face to face position,
"I see we have yet to take control of that tongue of yours. You know how it has gotten you in trouble before love," I hate the nickname, always have. But as he approached, my mind snapped back to the matter at hand.
"I stay on your roster, and they stay off. A deal is a deal, you don't want word to spread of you not being a man of your word," it was important apparently, being a man of your word in this business. I have never really understood. You kill, you raid, you destroy families, and yet, you must be a man of your word. I hated the fact he always was, but I suppose it was a great upside in this situation.
"You have little room to talk," his voice grew deathly quiet, but the growl in the back of his throat that was rising was unmistakable. "You know why I hired you sweetheart, and you have accomplished much for this company. Don't let me exploit your weak spots," he pronounced the last two words carefully and directly. He was one of four-hundred that knew I had only two legitimate weak spots. Neither of which I wouldn't raise the creatures of hell, if something were to happen to any one of them. Damn me and emotion.
The lights stayed flickering, but the sound of water dripping had stopped, I noticed. I took this opportunity to study my mortal enemy. His face was blank, but his eyes twitched some, and his hands shook ever so slightly. I knew him well enough to know he was running two options through his mind: A way to rape me and keep it quiet, or B, a way to kill me and keep it quiet. I have found I always prefer B.
"She came to me, asking about if I had something to do with the kidnapping and attempted murder of her sister," his eyebrows quirk as he expects an answer to his unspoken question.
"Did you?" I stay cool, calm to the best degree I could, however, my composure, I find is getting harder and harder to obtain.
"You would enjoy the insight would you not?" I couldn't argue there, I would very much enjoy knowing his next move days before he made it.
"Good day," I turn on my heel and walk quietly away… don't say it, don't say it….
"Where are you going butterfly?" goodness, is he always this immensely horny?
"You ask questions as if you expect an answer, sir" I spit out the last word with a good amount of venom.
"You will give in one day Elizabeth Packet," his voice faded into the night, and I kept my eyes forward, ragging war inside my self-conscious.
"Never…" it only came out as a whisper, but I would protect my sisters and him fighting till the bitter end.
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Short I know, but it came fast! Twisty, turning, topsy, turvy; he he how was this? Short I know, but imp excited! Review please! I'm hoping to reach 15 by the next time I update…. Sooooo, review if you want updates! Thank you friends!
