Lol, in the last chapter, the word count for the story was exactly 8,888 at 10 chapters, so I was reluctant to break something that perfect, but alas. the show must go on. Heres the 11th chapter! I hope you like it, it was fun to write.
ENJOY!
Bianchi and I had bonded quite quickly and she had taken up the role of a protective older sister with ease. This was nice, since in my last life as Setsuna, I was the oldest child and had to look after the kids younger than me.
Fortunately for me, she had yet to discover her unique cooking ability and settled with choking me to death instead. We were currently sitting in the garden, eating gelato (Yum! Now I want some) when a loud alarm started going off.
A siren wailed and red lights appeared on the premises flashing a deadly glow.
"B-Bianchi, do you know what's happening?" I said rather nervous.
"Something bad, there must be a breach in the property somewhere" she said calmly, scanning our surroundings, "lets go somewhere safe" before pulling my hand toward the mansion.
As we were about to open the back door, a large hand gripped me from the waist and ripped me from Bianchi's grasp.
"Hayato!" she screamed.
"Bianchi!"
The man who had a hold on me was lean in build and was draped in a loose fitting black outfit. His face was covered by a dark mask and the only distinctive feature he held was his startling blue eyes.
Before anybody had any time to react, I was flying through the air, feeling gravity disappear for a moment. The man had launched himself over the wall and had taken me with him.
I let out a blood curdling scream.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
He visibly flinched and held a hand to his ear while sprinting to a non licensed vehicle and threw me inside.
Immediately at being released, I started struggling and swearing up a storm. Elbowing everyone and everything, I had landed a good couple kicks towards my kidnappers. Feeling fed up now, and very bruised, they quickly administered a purple like liquid via needle.
Starting to feel woozy, and cloudy in the head, I did the only thing I could do in a situation like this.
Flashing a middle finger salute to them, I said
"I'll be back" in a thick German accent.
The darkness swallowed me, but not before spotting a few shocked glances and a pair of amused sapphire eyes.
Yeah that's right mother fuckers, I'll be back, and when I do, you'll be sorry.
-in a far away land where rainbows and unicorns-
Waking up from a horrible dream, I felt the drug induced haze starting to fade. I evened my breathing and kept my muscles relaxed to keep up the façade that I was still asleep.
I know what you're thinking.
Does she really think she can fool her kidnappers like that?
Bitch, please.
We all know that children pretend to be asleep when they're really awake so that they can be carried to bed. And being the lazy ass that I am, I had plenty of practice.
Focusing on my other senses, I discovered that I was placed on a rather soft bed in a darkly lit room. Not hearing anybody, I cautiously opened my eyes and surveyed my surroundings. Being placed in a large dark room, with a single lit candle on the bedside, the tasteful rich furnishings and silk covers spoke of old money. Which confused me to no end.
What?
Didn't they kidnap me for ransom money?
Why would they need me if they already have all this?
Seeing as I wasn't restrained in any way (probably because they felt like I wasn't a threat, which was stupid on their part), I wandered over to the doors and – surprise, surprise- it was locked.
Turning to the windows, I could tell that I was rather high up and the steel bars that crisscrossed the glass stopped any attempts that could have happened with the classic tied up bed sheets.
Which I wouldn't have done anyways, I had no confidence in my knotting abilities. Considering how many times I have to stop to tie my shoes, and then settle for tucking them on the inside.
Scanning the room, I spotted a tray with one of those metal covers to keep food warm with. Opening it, I saw a meal that was very drool worthy.
Would they drug me again?
I didn't think they would considering that it could kill me. But, would they?
GROWL
I didn't bother continuing my thoughts since my stomach solved the verdict for me. Clutching my growling stomach, I decided to risk it.
-Twenty delicious minutes later-
Just finishing up my meal, slow languid footsteps could be heard from the door.
Clack. Clack. Clack.
Whoa, a fan of dramatics are we?
Alright, two can play at that game.
Positioning myself on the floor, I wrapped my plate in the blanket, and smashed it to bits, muffling the sound.
Clack. Clack. Clack.
I trailed it around the desk and got some of the whip cream from my dessert (yes, they included a dessert) and placed it around my mouth. I rapidly scratched my skin on my arms and face to a hue that resembled a very ripe tomato.
Clack. Clack. Clack.
Lastly, I laid down and splayed my limbs around hazardly.
The footsteps were louder now and –by Jashin they're taking a while, the hallway must be long! - I closed my eyes and relaxed all my muscles.
The footsteps stopped at the door.
Slow confident knocks rapped against the frame, mocking me.
Silence.
The creak of an ancient home sounded and the figure entered. Spotting me, they started yelling, identifying themselves as male. He immediately knelt and started panicking.
"Oh my God! What happened!" he exclaimed, "Hey! Hey! Answer me!"
I held my breath, forcing myself to go limp. He checked my pulse, which was erratic and discovered I wasn't breathing.
Hehe, sucker.
Coming to a conclusion, the man started muttering to himself. "Must be an allergic reaction to something in the dessert, she's not breathing and her skin is red from irritation."
Before he could call for help, I swiftly made a jab for his eyes, but missed.
Only successfully getting one eye, I had partially blinded him. Good enough. Giving a startled cry, he fell while clutching his bleeding eye, blood seeping into the plush carpet, staining it red.
Ew, sorry dude.
Getting up, I sprinted down the corridors with a rather large shard of glass I had made when I broke the plate. But when I finally reached the doors that would lead to my freedom, I merely opened them, and turned right back around.
It wouldn't make sense to run out when I didn't know where I was, and with my stubby little legs, their adult strides would catch up to me in no time. They would expect me to run out in panic, trying to frantically find my home.
A lost little girl.
That's what they thought I was, but no, I was much more than that.
"Told those mother fuckers I'd be back, and by Jashin they'll be sorry" I thought vehemently, "They'll wish they never even thought about kidnapping me!"
Gonna go terminator on their asses.
Narrowing my eyes, I planned my revenge and once again, reconsidered my sanity.
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