Hey all, just a few quick notes before you read the next chappie,

First of, I would like everyone to say a silent thanks to my dear friend and the great mind that that helped come up with Astrids character, for her brilliance in creating this chapter as she wrote it for me, I just edited this one and made it sound I bit more like my writing. Anyway all thanks must be directed to Amber for this chapter.

And second of all, I have a new story called Complications and I am not to sure about it yet, so please go check it out. Here is a little nip bit to get you guys interested...

Trying to mimic Ugly kid Joe's unusual voice, I did a turn and started to sing the guitar solo closing my eyes to strum the chords in the air. I turned suddenly to switch my sound system on and listen to the song for real but I was greeted with a wall of delectable solid muscle and a deep voice that rumbled.

"Where you off to, sugar," I gasped and looked up suddenly my neck straining to see his face, at the most handsome man I had ever seen in my life, he had a short buzz hair cut and through the Phantom of the opera mask I could see stormy grey eyes that churned darkly with intent. He towered over my messily 5 ft, he looked about 6.4 ft and my head only came about half way up his torso. I let out a frightened shriek and stepped back starring at him with wide eyes. He just chuckled and reached for my head but I ducked and ran for the door, only to collide with the steel door, panicking a tried to get to the panel so I could run. I didn't know why but this man screamed danger and it had my completely spooked. I just reached the panel as the lights flashed then blinked out in one of my houses notorious power surges, that has probably blown a fuse and one that would take days to be fixed in my old house. My security system needed more power then my tiny generator could handle to lift the system.

Which meant that I was trapped in my house with this mad man!

And I would like to say thanks to Reflections of Twilight, Aydreaai, ME, LemonsYSmutch and Carella Aleski, THanks you guys are awesome and ever supportive :D :D :D :D :D

Chapter 26

Astrid

(YES YOU DID READ CORRECTLY THIS IS AN ASTRID POV)

My eyes jerked open and I took in my surroundings to find I was in lab and bound to a bed by my wrists and ankles and to my horror I discovered that I was completely naked aside for a flimsy hospital gown. That is never a good sing, I thought, the minute I break out of here someone is going to pay and I am killing that Nuala bitch, I carried on smugly.

The smell of the sterile lab assaulted my nose, drudging up bad memories that were once locked up deep inside of me from when I was first enhanced. Panicking slightly, I yanked on my shackles to find that they wouldn't budge. What the fuck, Is this some type of super metal? I thought.

"Don't bother pet, I've injected a solution into your system that will temporarily render your speed and strength useless." Said an unfamiliar voice

My head jerked in the direction of the voice, to see its owner. He was tall and thin. He was wearing a simple black pair of trousers and a lab coat. His mud brown eyes were raking over my form and his lips distorted into a leer. His pale skin had a few wrinkles etched into it and his once black hair is now heavily streaked with grey.

"Do I know you?" I asked, uninterested.

"No, my dear, but I know you. I've searched for you for more than half my life; you are the key to mu life work." He said in his deep grating voice.

"Which is what exactly?" I retorted, trying to ignore the fact that with each word he was inching closer to me, a hungry gleam in his eyes. He reached me and the gleam seemed to shine when he placed his hand to my cheek, I jumped desperately wanting to rip his hand of and shove it up his ass. He smirked and leaned closer to me, his stale breathe causing me to retch when he uttered,

"Genetic enhancement of course, the serum that was created in the 70's was destroyed, along with all the research with it. Leaving you the only successful subject, your DNA is the only one that can be used for my plan." He finished and to my relief he leaned back and I could breathe properly again.

"And what if I told you that I dislike needles," I replied definitely, keeping my calm façade, on the inside I was shitting bricks.

"I'd say that was a shame, but we both know you have no choice in the matter." He murmured as his hand travelled down my neck and a long my chest. I gritted my teeth.

"You're even more exquisite then I thought you'd be. Your eyes, so captivating," he said almost in wonder, I closed my eyes, thoroughly freaked out. I concentrated on slowing my breathing; there is no point in letting him think that he scares me. I opened them to see he was closer then before, his eyes transfixed on my chest and my small breasts, his hands lifted and I gulped dreading what was to come. Fortunately the door lab opened and he stood up straight again, reluctantly tearing his eyes away from me, to the person that I will be forever grateful to, in more ways then I will ever know.

"Ahh Dace, my boy. She is awake," he said, gesturing to my body. "Keep an eye on her for me; I need to check on Nuala." I bristled at the sound of the whores name, I want to hang her by her toenails.

"Okay, Dr Mason," Said an enticingly husky voice, almost as though he suffered from severer whooping cough for years as a child. I refused to look away from the ceiling, though I was tempted to see what he looked like.

With one finale tap on my cheek and a death glare from me he left, walking out of the door, but his stench still lingered, I wrinkled my nose. I sighed, keeping my gaze glued to the ceiling. In my peripheral vision, I could see that Dace Walking closer until he was a foot away from my bed. He didn't say anything; he just openly started at me. After a few antagonizing moments, I snapped and turned to him.

"Would you stop…" I yelled but the rest of the sentence got caught in my throat as my grey eyes got caught in his startlingly green one. He had straight unkempt raven hair, with a sculptured nose and full lips. He looked like a hotter version of Harry Potter, I thought to myself. He didn't have the glasses though. He stood at about 6.1 and the lab coat looked extremely sexy on him.

"Would I stop what?" He asked, I finally dropped my eyes before saying,

"Staring," I accused.

"Well, it seemed like you where doing exactly the same to me," He retoured with a smirk.

"There isn't much else to do," I sighed and he chuckled.

"You're funny," He said as a he brought a chair closer to me and sat on it.

"Astute observation there, Dace," I noticed he was back to staring at my face again, I turned my eyes to meet his and he blushed and looked down.

"Sorry," He mumbled, "You're just the prettiest girl I have ever seen."

"Wow quite the blunt one aren't we," I smirked. I looked back up to the ceiling and thought of home, if Soul is crying hysterically over me like the little wimp he is. The next thought that clouded my mind, left a pang in my chest; Jude, I wonder if he is going crazy with worry over me yet. I really missed his deep, soft voice and wicked hazel eyes. A hand on my cheek brought me out of me thoughts. Dace was wiping a stray tear that was trailing down my cheek. Traitor, I thought accusingly.

"Are you okay?" He asked, sincere concern etched onto his features.

"Peachy," I sniffed, suspicious to why this guy, who is one of my kidnappers, or works fro my kidnappers was being so nice to me.

Thank you, any thoughts on Astrid's situation and Dace….

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