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Lynx Says: Hey! Two more chapters and the first part of the Lucky Trilogy is complete (yes a trilogy.)
Chapter Four: Saving Grace for a Falling Facade.
She was an idiot. This was just her luck. This is why she hated her life. If it wasn't just the kidnapping it was her oblivious, idiotic, stupid, and utter failure to even realize that she wasn't being asking to move. She was being asked to fallow and it didn't register until this guy, with the black hair, speaking in English, grabbed her wrist.
Wow, and she was told that she had an IQ. This had to be one of the most dumbest things she done in her life, besides letting her guard down to even get in her in this position.
Guess where she was now?
Dark room, she couldn't even see what the hell was going on, but there was just a dim source of light. It wasn't helping her though. It made things worse. All she could see were silhouettes, and only one second warnings until they punched her. She couldn't tell what they were yelling about, or what they were saying. She assumed it was yelling, seeing how loud their voices were, but Light told her once that some foreign people yelled, thinking that the ones that couldn't understand them were deaf.
He was right.
She was wrong.
Wrong in the sense, that she could do some sort of hand motion or glare to tell them to keep quiet and just pay attention. No, instead she was so trusting that they were weakening her physically, and saying something, she almost assumed that they were insulting her, but again her brother told her that it was best to pretend they were saying something else, instead of something bad, because it would mean that you were letting yourself down. Letting yourself down, meant trouble. And Sayu couldn't afford to get into anymore trouble then she already was in. She could almost see this now:
Mello would find out what she did, because she would be honest and tell him her mistake. Matt would fall over laughing, and telling her it was okay while the blond would try biting her head off.
Oh, that would just be perfect. So perfect. Just wonderful. She just wanted to bit her tongue and just end it now, the punches hurt, but she kept the facade up. She had to. If they found out that she was weakening, she knew that this would stop and something new would begin.
And she wasn't fond of what plan #2 was either.
They were laughing, now making jokes, they were laughing amongst each other, and she felt threatened. Well, she was already threatened, but even more so. If she could cross her legs, she would, but letting her guard down meant being tied by the legs and the wrists. Not to the chair.
Wow, they were either very sexually frustrated, or they couldn't find a good whore or two to do it with them. Sayu bit her lip, thinking about what one of her friends once told her. All American boys thought foreign girls tasted different. Whatever that meant, Sayu knew it was sex. All about sex.
She saw another boy, it looked like Matt from the way he was crawling around. Was he there to help? She immediately called out his name. "Matt!" She called, "Careful!"
But instead of hitting the thugs, all lights in the dark room, went on, blinding most of them. The two thugs turned to the sight, but what they didn't know, was that they should have looked to the side.
Sayu watched, and watched. Slow motion was just her eyes saying to take in every little detail. A gun was raised, a few bullets fired, nothing but blood, and some of it got on to her. Cold-heartedly, Mello shot them.
"Looks like they don't listen to Matt either." Matt was on the other side of the room, he had flipped the switch. Sayu smiled just a bit. She was literally shaking. Now she understood what Matt meant when he told her that she was nearer to death then what she thought.
Mello would shot anyone, whether he got his goal or not. And losing two men didn't phase him. To him, it was part of the process. And she knew that. She felt scared, for the first time even entering the building, and seeing him for the first time, she was truly afraid. She was scared when she came, yes, but not scared enough to lose herself.
"Now do you understand?" Matt asked kindly walking over to her. He wasn't talking about what he had told her earlier, no. He was talking about what it meant to be around them. As long as she was close, they wouldn't touch her. She was an idiot, and she didn't need the psycho blonde or the kind lapdog to tell her that.
"Yeah," She said still scared. He had raised that gun so fast, and shot with good precision, it was a wonder why she wasn't wounded, (besides from the thugs hits).
Matt untied her. "Why didn't you yell?"
"I tried but they hit me fast enough so I couldn't." That was true. Every time she opened her mouth, one of the thugs would punch her to keep her quiet.
Mello watched with cold blue eyes, eyes that she knew held no emotion. None. He felt no remorse for shooting them, he felt nothing for the injured girl. No, he knew that it was over. He was just the same as Kira, but only not so bad. Not as bad as him. No.
"Well, at least they only bruised you. Pulling on weapons wouldn't just mean Mel shooting." Matt told her.
"What would he do if they did pull a weapon on me?" She asked fearing the worse.
"He'd probably do something worse, knowing him." Matt said, "Probably shoot them to suffer, instead of quick."
True, they died before they hit the floor.
Now, she realized as she looked at the blonde, who was staring away from her. That her life was even in more danger. No, it was always in danger, but it never came into the open until now.
Not until she watched him.
And still.
He shot them to protect me. Sayu couldn't help but to think. He's not too bad.
But, he could kill me...
Right on the spot.
