I'm so happy that you liked my last chapter!
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Chapter Eighteen – The Note...
"Let's go wake the others up first," Ray said, sprinting to Max and Tyson's room, while Kai went into Kenny's.
"Guys, wake up! Zarine's gone!" Ray barked.
Max and Tyson sat up quickly, and cried, "WHAT!"
Kenny and Kai came in. "Kai woke me up this morning and found Zarine gone. There was a note on her bed," Ray explained quickly.
Kai opened the note and read, "Haha! We've got Zarine and if you ever want to see her again, you'll do as I say. Tomorrow, go to the alley behind the Silver Fish Restaurant, at ten o'clock sharp. Someone will be there, waiting for you. Make sure the whole team is there, and be ready to have a bebattle! Signed, Jordan, captain of the Dark Force."
Ray was shaking with anger after he heard the contents of the note. He snatched it out of Kai's hand and ripped it into a million little pieces. "How could I have let this happen?" he said furiously, and punched the wall. (Isn't it cute how much he cares for her?) His punch managed to crack the wall. He ignored the pain in his knuckles and the damage he had done to the innocent wall. His teammates looked at him in astonishment. They had never seen Ray so angry.
"Ray, we will get her back," Kenny reassured him, or at least tried to.
"Yeah, we will. It's not like it's your fault, Ray," Tyson said.
"Yes, it is! If only I had woken up, then..." Ray insisted.
"But..." Tyson began.
"Tyson, let me tell him," Kai interrupted. "Ray, we really need to stay strong if we want to get her back. You shouldn't freak out like this."
Ray looked at Kai, and realized that he was right. The Bladebreakers really needed to stay strong against a formidable foe as the Dark Force.
"Okay, Dizzi, from what Zarine showed us yesterday, could you tell us which one of us will do the best against who in the other team?" Kenny asked, typing fast in his laptop.
"Actually, I think any of us here can beat any of them, except for Jordan. I think Zarine is the only one who is a match for him," Dizzi educated the Bladebreakers on their opponents.
"I hope he won't battle, if Zarine might not be able to beat him, I really doubt any of us can," Max said gloomily.
"Come on, Maxie, don't talk like that," Tyson chided the blonde hair boy.
"Well, I certainly hope that he will battle, because I want to make him pay for kidnapping Zarine," Ray said.
"Let's get down to a little training. Talking about it won't help," Kai said.
*Meanwhile...*
"So is that your final answer?" Jordan asked the girl on the floor coldly.
"Yes!" she said rebelliously.
"You know what to do," Jordan said to a guy with a long whip in his hands. "I'll come back later and see if you've changed your mind," he said to Zarine.
"Don't waste your time, I wouldn't," she said firmly.
The guy with the whip began whipping her back over and over again. Never hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough. He whipped her until her skin was burning with pain, until she cried for him to stop, until she wished she would slip into unconsciousness. Finally, it was all over. Zarine laid on the floor, panting for breath. Her back was throbbing with pain.
"So have you changed your mind yet?" Jordan asked again, looking at the pitiful figure on the floor.
"No," Zarine gasped.
"Fine, but think it over carefully, do you really want to go through that again?" he said, and left. He was certain that she would come around and change her mind about rejoining their team. He signaled for the guy with the whip in his hands to leave with him.
Zarine cried for a long time. Her back was killing her. She wished that someone would take her away from that place. At last, she sat up on the floor, wondering what her friends were doing, and whether they'd come and get her.
Later, Jordan came back again, (Why won't this guy just leave her alone?) but this time, he was alone.
"My answer is still the same," Zarine told him before he even opened his mouth.
Jordan just looked at her. "What, aren't you going to whip me? I thought that's what you were going to do," Zarine said insolently.
"I thought of a different punishment for you," he said calmly.
He came and pinned her to the wall. When the wall came into contact with her back, the pain came back again. Zarine had to bit her lip from crying out. He kissed her roughly. There was nothing she could do, pinned to the wall like that. After, he began to kiss her neck instead. One of his hands went up her skirt. Zarine's eyes closed, and tears came, she would definitely have preferred the whipping. Before he could go any further with his punishment, the door opened.
"This is no time to be entertaining yourself with women!" a voice bellowed.
Jordan flinched as if he was slapped in the face. Remember that old geezer that the Bladebreakers met in the stadium?
"Sorry about that, Julian!" Jordan said, not meaning it, but he was scared of that old man. He quickly released his hold on Zarine.
"So, the girl is still stubborn about this?" Julian demanded, coming into the cell.
"Yes, sir!" Jordan said smartly, sounding like a soldier in the military.
"I see," Julian said slowly. He came to a stop in front of Zarine. "I think it would be best if you rejoined us, you can have anything you like once you're back with us," he smiled at her, stroking her face with one of his fingers.
"No," Zarine said, her voice trembling. She was really scared of this old man.
"Fine, then I suppose you'll have to be whipped," he said.
The guy from earlier in the day came again. She was glad that she was getting whipped. It was better than Jordan taking advantage of her. Finally, she fell unconscious.
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The Bladebreakers are going to rescue her in the next chapter! I think you'll love me by the end of it...lol!
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Chapter Eighteen – The Note...
"Let's go wake the others up first," Ray said, sprinting to Max and Tyson's room, while Kai went into Kenny's.
"Guys, wake up! Zarine's gone!" Ray barked.
Max and Tyson sat up quickly, and cried, "WHAT!"
Kenny and Kai came in. "Kai woke me up this morning and found Zarine gone. There was a note on her bed," Ray explained quickly.
Kai opened the note and read, "Haha! We've got Zarine and if you ever want to see her again, you'll do as I say. Tomorrow, go to the alley behind the Silver Fish Restaurant, at ten o'clock sharp. Someone will be there, waiting for you. Make sure the whole team is there, and be ready to have a bebattle! Signed, Jordan, captain of the Dark Force."
Ray was shaking with anger after he heard the contents of the note. He snatched it out of Kai's hand and ripped it into a million little pieces. "How could I have let this happen?" he said furiously, and punched the wall. (Isn't it cute how much he cares for her?) His punch managed to crack the wall. He ignored the pain in his knuckles and the damage he had done to the innocent wall. His teammates looked at him in astonishment. They had never seen Ray so angry.
"Ray, we will get her back," Kenny reassured him, or at least tried to.
"Yeah, we will. It's not like it's your fault, Ray," Tyson said.
"Yes, it is! If only I had woken up, then..." Ray insisted.
"But..." Tyson began.
"Tyson, let me tell him," Kai interrupted. "Ray, we really need to stay strong if we want to get her back. You shouldn't freak out like this."
Ray looked at Kai, and realized that he was right. The Bladebreakers really needed to stay strong against a formidable foe as the Dark Force.
"Okay, Dizzi, from what Zarine showed us yesterday, could you tell us which one of us will do the best against who in the other team?" Kenny asked, typing fast in his laptop.
"Actually, I think any of us here can beat any of them, except for Jordan. I think Zarine is the only one who is a match for him," Dizzi educated the Bladebreakers on their opponents.
"I hope he won't battle, if Zarine might not be able to beat him, I really doubt any of us can," Max said gloomily.
"Come on, Maxie, don't talk like that," Tyson chided the blonde hair boy.
"Well, I certainly hope that he will battle, because I want to make him pay for kidnapping Zarine," Ray said.
"Let's get down to a little training. Talking about it won't help," Kai said.
*Meanwhile...*
"So is that your final answer?" Jordan asked the girl on the floor coldly.
"Yes!" she said rebelliously.
"You know what to do," Jordan said to a guy with a long whip in his hands. "I'll come back later and see if you've changed your mind," he said to Zarine.
"Don't waste your time, I wouldn't," she said firmly.
The guy with the whip began whipping her back over and over again. Never hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough. He whipped her until her skin was burning with pain, until she cried for him to stop, until she wished she would slip into unconsciousness. Finally, it was all over. Zarine laid on the floor, panting for breath. Her back was throbbing with pain.
"So have you changed your mind yet?" Jordan asked again, looking at the pitiful figure on the floor.
"No," Zarine gasped.
"Fine, but think it over carefully, do you really want to go through that again?" he said, and left. He was certain that she would come around and change her mind about rejoining their team. He signaled for the guy with the whip in his hands to leave with him.
Zarine cried for a long time. Her back was killing her. She wished that someone would take her away from that place. At last, she sat up on the floor, wondering what her friends were doing, and whether they'd come and get her.
Later, Jordan came back again, (Why won't this guy just leave her alone?) but this time, he was alone.
"My answer is still the same," Zarine told him before he even opened his mouth.
Jordan just looked at her. "What, aren't you going to whip me? I thought that's what you were going to do," Zarine said insolently.
"I thought of a different punishment for you," he said calmly.
He came and pinned her to the wall. When the wall came into contact with her back, the pain came back again. Zarine had to bit her lip from crying out. He kissed her roughly. There was nothing she could do, pinned to the wall like that. After, he began to kiss her neck instead. One of his hands went up her skirt. Zarine's eyes closed, and tears came, she would definitely have preferred the whipping. Before he could go any further with his punishment, the door opened.
"This is no time to be entertaining yourself with women!" a voice bellowed.
Jordan flinched as if he was slapped in the face. Remember that old geezer that the Bladebreakers met in the stadium?
"Sorry about that, Julian!" Jordan said, not meaning it, but he was scared of that old man. He quickly released his hold on Zarine.
"So, the girl is still stubborn about this?" Julian demanded, coming into the cell.
"Yes, sir!" Jordan said smartly, sounding like a soldier in the military.
"I see," Julian said slowly. He came to a stop in front of Zarine. "I think it would be best if you rejoined us, you can have anything you like once you're back with us," he smiled at her, stroking her face with one of his fingers.
"No," Zarine said, her voice trembling. She was really scared of this old man.
"Fine, then I suppose you'll have to be whipped," he said.
The guy from earlier in the day came again. She was glad that she was getting whipped. It was better than Jordan taking advantage of her. Finally, she fell unconscious.
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The Bladebreakers are going to rescue her in the next chapter! I think you'll love me by the end of it...lol!