Chapter 10:
DING!
"You know, that sound is really annoying," Raxiel thought as she opened the microwave door to reveal her dinner. Having slept through the whole day due to being bored, Raxiel knew she didn't really need to eat…
But she was so bored; she just had to do something.
Thoughts began to fill her head as she sat down at the little table in her hotel room to eat. "I wonder if Gaara knew how boring it would be for me to sit inside a hotel with nothing to do…"
Staring at the blank white wall, Raxiel didn't even notice the shadows that were forming against the opposite wall she was gazing at…
Suddenly, the glass window shattered. Raxiel gasped and jumped out of her chair, quickly darting behind a wall that hid her from the window.
Raxiel could hear loud footsteps from the window…
"Come on out, Miss! We're not going to hurt you," a man called out.
"Yeah," another coaxed at Raxiel, "we just need some money!"
Raxiel quickly grasped one of her blades that was just waiting to be used. She did not like where this was going…
She heard footsteps again; this time, they were closer…
"Come on, sweetie! All we want is a little cash. Where is it?"
"There's none here!" she snapped at them as she stepped out of her hiding spot, both of her blades were summoned to her hands. "So, there are three of them. This might get rough," Raxiel thought.
The men smirked now knowing where she was. "No cash, eh?"
Raxiel nodded. "A friend of mine is helping me financially," she said to them curtly.
"Well then, I guess a little blackmailing wouldn't hurt," a man now stepping forward towards her said. Quickly Raxiel readied herself for battle. Although she did put up a good fight, taking a few blows and whacks at them, in the end, the three men surrounded her, making it futile for her to try to escape. Raxiel glared at the man in front of her. In her last effort, she raised her blade up, preparing to make a blow at him, but suddenly she felt a rapid force hit the back of her head.
Soon her world blackened…
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Coldness…
Darkness…
Shivers…
And something… moist…?
Raxiel opened her eyes quickly from feeling something slimy against her back. She touched it with her hands, trying to make out what it was.
Slime…
Gravel…
A cave…?
"So, you woke up! About time, Miss! You've been asleep for most of the night," said a harsh voice.
"That's a strangely familiar voice," Raxiel thought to herself.
She didn't have time to think whose voice it was, for someone had clutched her chin and had forced it up to eyelevel. Raxiel tried to slap the hand, but she soon found out why she couldn't move.
Chains were tying her up against the cave…
When she finally looked at the man's face, at once, she recalled who it was.
"What do you want, thief?"
The man smirked at her. "We want cash, what else?"
"I've already told you: there's none."
The man pushed her hard against the cave's wall. "Well then, I guess your friend had better come back with some."
Raxiel let out an unwanted yelp. She couldn't believe these people had captured her. "I guess I've lost some of my skills," she thought to herself.
But soon her thoughts were interrupted by another man's voice. This voice, though, she'd never heard.
"Now, is that any way to treat our guest?"
Footsteps were heard from the entrance of the cave. Raxiel quickly glanced over the man who was gripping her throat to see an unusual looking man of some sort.
The man who was holding Raxiel finally let go and walked out, leaving Raxiel and the enigma inside.
Raxiel noticed the enigma was smiling pleasantly at her.
But something about that face disturbed her…
Evilness…
Slowly the man started to make his way towards her. "You look weak…"
"Huh?" Raxiel's eyes widened slightly, bewildered at what the man had just said.
As the man stepped in front of her, Raxiel noticed his face was almost white. His long brown hair and feminine-type face made her almost cringe at the sight.
The man gently placed his hand on her sweaty forehead. "You're cold," he said in an almost alluring voice. The man took his hand off of her and made his way towards the campfire that stood in the middle of the cave. He picked up a bowl that had soup inside and walked back over to her. He lifted the bowl up to her face. "Drink this; it'll make your stronger."
"Does this dunce think I'm stupid or something?" Raxiel thought to herself. As the man was tilting the bowl, allowing Raxiel to put her lips around the edge of the bowl. Instead, Raxiel moved her head to the side and hit the bowl, making the boiling hot soup pour onto the man's hand. The man dropped the bowl and flinched. He rubbed his hand, hoping to relieve some of the stinging. He looked up from his hands at her in a death glare.
"You may think I'm a down-right, plain-old idiot, but I'm not. Did it not occur to you that my mind would have thought that that one particular bowl could be poisoned?" she said as bluntly as she could.
The man scowled at her. "I assure you, it wasn't, but since you're not hungry, I suppose I won't give you any. You're welcome to stay in this cave and rot."
"What do you really want? Nobody would go through so much trouble to abduct someone just to get money. You can't just steal it from a store?"
The man laughed. "You're quite right, but that would give away that we're close to the village. Besides, you seem like an interesting specimen to work with for my research. Those weapons you hold, I've never seen anything quite like them."
"Well, you can't have them," Raxiel snapped.
"Oh, I can assure you I will have them," he smiled at her.
"Go ahead and try, but they will not go with you," Raxiel smirked, accepting what seemed to be a challenge from the man.
Apparently, the man wasn't interested with the challenge at the moment. "No, I don't need them just yet, but I will inform you, when the time comes," he said walking away towards the exit of the cave.
"How long am I supposed to be chained here?" Raxiel said angrily.
The man stopped for a minute. "As long as it takes for us to complete our goal here." The man walked out, disappearing into the darkness of the night.
