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Chapter 7- The Hot Box

Master DeCrass is not a nice man…I don't know for sure if I'm going to make out of this alive or not. All I can do now is to know what I am doing this all for, to avenge my mother and kill her murderer. Still though, I feel as if there are secrets behind closed doors, almost as if everyone is hiding something from me. There have always been unanswered questions about mom's past, but I haven't really thought about it until now.

"Master DeCrass! Please let me go!" Still trying to pull her hair from DeCrasses grasp.

"We're almost there…now shut up, before I slit your throat," Neville was having so much fun, he never had such a young pupil. He was enjoying all the fear that he was bringing to her.

Nikki grabbed her hair, but did not tug, because she knew that that would anger Master DeCrass even more. Trying not to argue and not to scream, Nikki held all her emotions inside. Finally Master DeCrass let go of Nikki's hair. She sat up, and rubbed her head, she did not have the voice to talk right now. Neville lifted Nikki off the ground and threw her into a wooden looking building.

"I hope you learn your lesson, my servants shall feed you once a day." Neville turned around and started to laugh. "HAHAHAHAHA!"

Nikki got up, but hit her head on the ceiling. "Ow" She put her back against the wall and slid all the way down, which wasn't that far. Master DeCrass has such sick humor. Looking around, Nikki saw hay all over the floor. There were no windows, but the door had a little slit though the bottom, probably to put food through. The room was small, just enough room for someone to lie down and sit up. It almost reminded Nikki of a coffin but with more of a square shape. The door that she had been thrown through was tiny also, if she was ever going to get out of here she would have to crawl through the door to get out. Nikki lied down on her stomach to see if she could see anything out of the slit. She saw some feet drawing near to the box, she backed up against the wall. She stared down at the slit in the door, and sure enough food was pushed through. She grabbed the food hurriedly and ate with haste. She had not eaten for two days and the hunger was getting to her. While stuffing her face Nikki heard three soft knocks on the door. She put her ear close to the door.

"Yea?" She whispered.

A raspy woman's voice with a Russian accent whispered through the slit, Nikki went closer to the slit to hear, "Look vittle girl, you must not understand what Master used to do vor a living,"

"I do understand, he was an assassin…right?"

"Yes, but you do not seem to be trying hard enough vor him," All the women heard was silence, so she continued on, "Look, I shall help you. I shall try to give you all the guidance I can provide,"

"Really? But why exactly?"

"Look, just trust me. I do not vant to see anymore killings avound here, especially a vittle girl of your age,"

"But… can you get me out of here?" Nikki waited for a reply, but got none. She looked through the slit and saw the woman walk away. Nikki did not know if she could trust this woman or not. Nightfall was setting and Nikki was growing tired, She pushed her empty plate through the slit and put her knees to her chest. She rocked herself to sleep and dreamt of the happy times before her mother's death.

Waking up groggy and unsure of where she was, reality soon came back to her. The box in which she was in started to feel much more warmer than it had been the day before. Nikki was wearing a sweatshirt with a shirt underneath and pants, she took off her sweatshirt, knowing that the box was probably going to get much hotter.

She remembered the Russian woman who had said that she would help her. Nikki, knowing how it felt to be betrayed and lied to, made up her mind not to trust this woman fully. Now sweating she wiped her forehead. She realized that this room did not have a bathroom. She had to go pee desperately right now, but peeing in your own living space reminded Nikki of being an animal locked up in a cage. With no other choice she went into a corner and peed. She put hay over it. She now realized how harsh this was going to be living in here for two weeks. With nothing else to do Nikki lied down and day dreamed of what it would be like to go to school and have a real family.

Amber Rae