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Discovering The Waterfront
Chapter Four:
Drowning My Pain
Isabelle managed to wrench the cuffs free from the pipe in the wall, with as little noise as possible. She looked at the handcuffs that her hands were still stuck in. She couldn't get out of them but it didn't matter all she needed to do was get out. Isabelle opened the door that was surprisingly unlocked, she peered out of it to find no guards or any sign of life in the place, aside from the small amount of light you wouldn't think that anyone had been down in the place for years.
Isabelle stayed silent as she walked down the hall, she had no way of knowing where she was going but she would try her best to get out. She heardvoices from the opposite end of the hallway and chose to run in the other direction away from the voices.
Is this the end of my life or just the end of the world
Skeletons rule the cities as the innocent burn
And if you stand up and fight with your black flag tonight
They'll put tape on your mouth as they kiss you goodbye
Isabelle ran quietly down the hall towards what she assumed or rather hoped to be a door. She could barely see and ended up hitting into a pipe causing a loud clanging noise.
"Son of a bitch." Isabelle said too loudly to stay quiet and unnoticed. Just as she said the words a loud alarm rang throughout the building.
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Come dance with me, come dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance come dance, come dance with me
She began to run faster towards the end of the hallway where she actually had no idea of knowing where she would end up. Red lights were flashing and Isabelle smacked right into the door. She opened it and was met with another room.
You know you can't stay neutral
On a moving train
So pick a f#cking side
And place the blame
Cause there's nothing worse
than a bird with wings who doesn't fly
She entered the larger warehouse type room and ran past several large crates and other assorted goods. She could hear guards entering the room and shouting words she didn't understand. She was then met with the large ear shattering noise of guns shooting at her.
So wake up and smell the flowers today
Don't they reek of shit and bloody money
There's not an ounce of love that's left in this world
Your not alive any more your a possible sale
She hid behind stacked crates and hoped against all odds she wouldn't be found. Just as she crouched down behind the crates she heard a familiar voice enter the room.
"Stop shooting! Leave the room now." Irina told the other guards.
"Sark find her." Isabelle heard Irina say to someone.
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Come dance with me, come dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance come dance, come dance with me
"I will." Sark said in a determined voice.
Isabelle shuddered behind the crate and noticed something near her that could possible help her.
You know you can't stay neutral
On a moving train
So pick a f#cking side
And place the blame
Cause there's nothing worse
than a bird with wings who doesn't fly
She was careful to make no noise at all and pulled a laptop from a mostly empty crate that had openings.
Isabelle turned on the computer and it worked, though the battery was extremely low.
She opened a word document and typed in something very quickly, she attached the document to an e-mail and sent it to her mother's e-mail address.
Just as the mail was sent Isabelle put the computer back and heard movement close to her, she stayed low to the ground as she ran to another hiding spot.
There's still war on page six
America don't die like this
there's still war on page six
A-ME-RI-CA!
"I don't want to play cat and mouse with you." Sark shouted as he stood in the spot where Isabelle had just been hiding.
Isabelle was careful to remain quiet as she moved around the room, hiding in various locations.
She found her way to another door and opened the door, then she shut it quickly and hid in a small spot that was close to the door.
Sark walked over to the door but smiled not opening it.
"Do you think I'm that stupid?" He shouted his voice echoing throughout the storage room.
There's still war on page six
America don't die like this
there's still war on page six
America don't die like this
He walked away from where Isabelle hid and continued his search as Isabelle ran quietly back towards the door she had come in through.
"Hello there." Irina said as she opened the door just as Isabelle reached it.
Sark walked to where Irina and Isabelle stood, he loaded his gun and shot Isabelle in the back. He carried her unconcious body towards Irina's office and sat Isabelle down in a chair. He unlocked the cuffs only to recuff each one of her hands to each arm of the chair.
You know you cant stay neutral
On a moving train
So pick a f#cking side
And place the blame
Cause there's nothing worse
than a bird with wings who doesn't
You know you cant stay neutral
On a moving train
So pick a f#cking side
And place the blame
Cause there's nothing worse
than a bird with wings who doesn't fly
Irina sat in a different chair at the desk where she was working at until the alarm sounded.
"Sark, leave." Irina said to him and he complied.
Isabelle began to wake up shortly after Sark left and she found herself in a new room but still trapped.
"I underestimated you." Irina said to Isabelle in a tone that would freeze anything.
"That can happen." Isabelle said in an equally chilling tone.
"Tell me Isabelle, how's your mother?" Irina asked her in an almost concerned voice.
"Why should I tell you?" Isabelle asked in a threatening tone.
"Because we are family after all, whether you want to admit it or not." Irina stated as she stood from her seat and walked towards the exit of the office.
"What do you want from me? Why can't I just go home and talk to you on the phone like someone normally would?" Isabelle broken hearted shouted to Irina.
"Because your family is anything but normal, I'll talk to you again in a little while. Don't go running off now." Irina said before she exited and Isabelle was once again left alone trapped in a room.
Irina stood in the hallway with Sark.
"Should we let her see the full picture?" Julian said in an almost saddened voice.
"No, we have to wait. Why don't you go watch her? Make sure she doesn't pull another escape attempt." Irina told him trying her best to show no remorse for what she was doing.
"It's not a weakness. To feel bad about something, it just shows that you're human." Sark said to Irina as he walked into the office.
Isabelle watched as the man referred to as Sark entered the office and sat in the chair her grandmother sat in only about a minute before.
"You look just like your mother, except for your eyes there your father's." He told Isabelle as she stared at him with hate in her eyes.
"She's not a bad person, she just wants to talk to you and the only way for her to speak to you face to face is unfortunately this way." Sark told Isabelle trying to get her to understand.
"By kidnapping me and keeping me locked someplace, sorry but I don't see that as the only way." Isabelle said angrily.
"It's the only way for someone who's wanted by the C.I.A." Sark told the teenager.
That's a shorter chapter but the next one will be longer so don't worry, anyway you know the drill, review and etc.
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