I am sorry but this chapter isn't very long but the next one will be! I am sorry...it is because my computer broke that it took so long to do a new chapter. I will try and write up the next chapter as soon as possible but it is going to be quite hard as the next chapter is going to be all mushy. Anway, I hope you like this chapter! Thank you El Loopy, Dark Heiress, MerlinHalliwell, Chloe and incarnated-soul for all your reviews! They really cheered me up! I agree with you incarnated-soul about the whole spacing out the history thing through out the story but I just wanted to get all the past over and done with. Thanks for your criticism!
Chapter 3
Dorian's head was spinning when he finally came too. When he opened his eyes, Dorian found his vision blurred. He was aching all over and there was a sharp searing pain in the back of his head. What happened, Dorian's memory was hazy. A girl…it was something to do with a girl. And then the memories came flooding back.
He'd been waiting at the Drop Off. The nightmares had been getting worse and it had been getting to him. So the gang had decided to try and do something to cheer him up. They'd told him to go wait at the Drop Off, while they went to get something to…amuse him.
Mateo and Nathanial had entered dragging a blind folded girl. After they had taken off her blind fold they left the room, presuming they needn't keep guard outside the door. It wasn't as if some girl would cause Dorian any trouble.
Dorian watched the girl and she struggled to become accustomed to her surroundings. A grim smile spread across his face as he watched the girl's face change when she realise that she wasn't alone in the room. Studying her face closely, he saw she was very pretty. Getting to her feet, she returned his intense stare and he got the feeling she too was assessing him. She was pretty. Beautiful really. Her mahogany brown hair hung over her face but Dorian could see a pair of sea green eyes staring out at him. The elegant bone structure of her face could easily have given the wrong impression of vulnerability but the knowing look in the girl's eyes told a different story. He could tell she had seen a lot. Maybe as much as him. Dorian laughed at the thought. No one could ever have been through everything he had. He'd seen everything and done everything. Nothing was a surprise to him anymore.
Slowly, Dorian began to advance on the girl, circling her. The girl matched his footsteps with hers, avoiding the fatal mistake of having your back to the enemy, and Dorian noticed how she had adapted the fighting stance.
'Let me guess,' Dorian began, hoping to distract the girl. 'You've taken a few self defence classes and now think you have some kind of chance against me?'
'I guess you could say that…' There was a mocking edge to her tone.
They faced each other, both trying to figure out the others next move. Suddenly, Dorian left forward giving no warning of any kind. The girl only just managed to dodge his attempt to grab her but she began to loose her balance. Desperate to keep upright, she grabbed onto the nearest thing to her. Dorian. But as soon as her hand touched his arm the world seemed to crumble all around them.