oos: Hi everyone! All you people are so nice! So nice, in fact, that I'll
post another chappie earlier than I was originally going to!
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
The Kick
Alex kept her eyes shut long after she awoke with a blinding headache. She strained her ears to listen for any sounds that might clue her in on her surroundings, but there was only silence.
Alex finally raised her head after some time, wincing at the new pain that issued forth. She waited until it had ebbed to a steady pulsing and opened her eyes. She was in the fanciest and most elaborate room she had ever seen.
Alex was laying on a huge king-size bed wrapped in a thick blue comforter with white shells that matched the off-white carpet. Next to the bed was a night table with a glass of water and an aspirin. She drank it, examined the pill closely, then popped it in her mouth and swallowed. She eased off the bed and walked around to inspect the rest of the room. There was a blue bureau with a mirror over it, against the wall opposite to the bed, which (she discovered) was filled with clothing her size.
*That's just a little freaky....* Alex thought, shaken, and suddenly spied a hallway. There were two doors and she opened the first one hesitantly. A bathroom with a huge, jacuzzi size tub and a separate shower greeted her. She peeked inside and found the most expensive shampoo and soap available to the public. On the spotless white counter was her bag. She picked it up and looked inside; nothing was missing. Alex exited the bathroom and was about to open the other door when she heard sounds coming from the main room.
She tiptoed quietly down the hallway, hoping to startle her kidnapper when (*speak-of-the-devil* she thought grimly) he rounded the corner. Alex straightened up, embarassed to be caught, but he appeared not to notice. "My name is Marik." he announced, and she was silent. Marik waited patiently until she finally broke. "I don't care who the hell you are!" Alex yelled, turning red with anger. "Where am I and why am I here?"
"You are in my home," he answered curtly. "And a guest. That is all you need to know."
*Damn, what should I tell her? That I stalked her for the past month and I've kidnapped her because of my obsession?!* Marik wondered, but she interrupted his thoughts.
"I don't WANT to be your guest!" she snapped. "So, in fact, I am a prisoner of you!"
"Well, if you want to call it that-" Marik admitted. Then, before he could react - "Umph!" he gasped as she kneed him in the groin.
"That was a warning!" Alex shouted as Marik drew himself back up, menacingly. She backed away, still screaming nonsense.
Marik cursed and let go of himself with an effort. He made sure not to send her to the shadow realm with an even bigger effort and stalked out of the room through a set of cleverly concealed revolving doors. His prisoner heard the loud CLICK of the lock as it shut behind him. She threw herself on the bed and cried.
The Kick
Alex kept her eyes shut long after she awoke with a blinding headache. She strained her ears to listen for any sounds that might clue her in on her surroundings, but there was only silence.
Alex finally raised her head after some time, wincing at the new pain that issued forth. She waited until it had ebbed to a steady pulsing and opened her eyes. She was in the fanciest and most elaborate room she had ever seen.
Alex was laying on a huge king-size bed wrapped in a thick blue comforter with white shells that matched the off-white carpet. Next to the bed was a night table with a glass of water and an aspirin. She drank it, examined the pill closely, then popped it in her mouth and swallowed. She eased off the bed and walked around to inspect the rest of the room. There was a blue bureau with a mirror over it, against the wall opposite to the bed, which (she discovered) was filled with clothing her size.
*That's just a little freaky....* Alex thought, shaken, and suddenly spied a hallway. There were two doors and she opened the first one hesitantly. A bathroom with a huge, jacuzzi size tub and a separate shower greeted her. She peeked inside and found the most expensive shampoo and soap available to the public. On the spotless white counter was her bag. She picked it up and looked inside; nothing was missing. Alex exited the bathroom and was about to open the other door when she heard sounds coming from the main room.
She tiptoed quietly down the hallway, hoping to startle her kidnapper when (*speak-of-the-devil* she thought grimly) he rounded the corner. Alex straightened up, embarassed to be caught, but he appeared not to notice. "My name is Marik." he announced, and she was silent. Marik waited patiently until she finally broke. "I don't care who the hell you are!" Alex yelled, turning red with anger. "Where am I and why am I here?"
"You are in my home," he answered curtly. "And a guest. That is all you need to know."
*Damn, what should I tell her? That I stalked her for the past month and I've kidnapped her because of my obsession?!* Marik wondered, but she interrupted his thoughts.
"I don't WANT to be your guest!" she snapped. "So, in fact, I am a prisoner of you!"
"Well, if you want to call it that-" Marik admitted. Then, before he could react - "Umph!" he gasped as she kneed him in the groin.
"That was a warning!" Alex shouted as Marik drew himself back up, menacingly. She backed away, still screaming nonsense.
Marik cursed and let go of himself with an effort. He made sure not to send her to the shadow realm with an even bigger effort and stalked out of the room through a set of cleverly concealed revolving doors. His prisoner heard the loud CLICK of the lock as it shut behind him. She threw herself on the bed and cried.