"Boss! We've got a problem!" Sullivan shouted; his hazel eyes ablaze.
Sullivan had just spotted an unusual looking gray van that had just pulled up to the front of the Chrome Corps warehouse. Upon realizing that this van was Eames' backup, he informed Detric immediately.
Detric stormed out of his office, green eyes full of fury, and rushed to Ariadne's and Eames' cell. Burick was on Detric's heels with ropes and keys ready. Sullivan, Detric and Burick dragged Eames and Ariadne out of the cell towards an awaiting van at the back of the grand warehouse.
As soon as the three men entered the cell, Ariadne started struggling and fighting along with Eames. She kicked Burick in the shins as hard as she could, causing him to buckle slightly, but then earning a hard slap across face. Eames, upon seeing Ariadne get slapped, sprang at Burick with tremendous fury flashing across his face and hazel eyes. He was beating with great strength on Burick's ribs, making Burick's breaths come in terrible gasps and hisses. Sullivan responded quickly and wrenched Eames off of his teammate and threw him to the ground. Ariadne started to sprint to Eames' aide but was pulled sharply back by Detric and he restrained her by wrapping his arms tightly around her waist, pinning her arms against her. She started flailing about helplessly around; trying to rip free of his grasp, but it was useless. Burick and Sullivan restrained Eames while they were escorted quickly to the awaiting black van.
They were practically thrown in the back of the van. As the doors were slammed shut and locked, Burick heaved himself into the driver's seat and slammed on the gas. Then they were off with a screeching start. As the van was jerking around viciously, Detric shouted, "Put them under now!"
"But she can't do it! Not with the condition she is in!" Sullivan retorted.
"Do it! Do it now!" Detric screamed at him, waving his fist in a threatening manner.
With one last rueful sigh, Sullivan jammed the needle into her arm, putting her under, and then moved onto Eames. With the two finally under, he and Detric quickly put themselves under, jolting them into the dream world.
I was in some woods. It was night time, with a full moon out that illuminated the forest. Pale light weaved its way through tree branches and stars were scattered across the midnight blue sky. I started walking slowly forward, leaves and branches crunching under my feet, sounding so loud in contrast with the extreme silence of the night.
Then I heard it. Music. Music with a soft, sweet melody, playing at a moderato tempo. There was a steady beat playing quietly in the back round of the melody of the beautiful flutes and the harmony of the trumpets. This music was so…mesmerizing, especially when I had no idea where I was. I knew I need to follow the music. The music would lead me to civilization, people, and answers.
I started running in the direction of the music. This was hard because the soft music echoed in the seemingly empty woods. With every heavy step I took, a tree limb cracked under my pounding feet, sounding like thunder. Come on Ariadne! Be quiet! Find a way out of here, and then FIND SOME ANSWERS! I thought this quietly to myself, cheering myself on, pushing myself further.
Just when I thought I was nearing the music, a pale hand shot out, latching onto my elbow. Before I could even choke out a scream, the other hand clamped down over my mouth, silencing me. Our footsteps rustled through the underbrush as I was being dragged somewhere. I whimpered into my captors palm as I spotted a nearby hospital-looking building.
He led me in through a side door and dragged me down a white and black tiled hallway that smelled like bleach. The bright white lights made me squint at the sudden change of lighting. Once my vision returned to normal, I finally got a good look at my captor. It was Detric, in all his long, pointed nose and business suit glory. Great.
Our feet made loud, obnoxious clicking noises as we made our way down the polished hallways. Detric pulled me down another, smaller hallway, staying eerily silent the whole time. We come upon a door that opens up to a stairway, like the kind people use when they don't want to use the elevator. He backs me up into a corner right across from the staircase and releases his tight grasp on my elbow. I didn't want to make eye contact, so I fixed my gaze stubbornly on his expensive Italian shoes.
It wasn't until he waved a hand in front of my face did I look up. I gasped when I realized that it was Eames in front of me, and not Detric.
"Eames! Oh, I'm so glad to see you! Do you know whose dream we are in?" I asked hurriedly.
"I have no clue, darling. Your guess is as good as mine. But what I do know is that we have to get out of this dream. We need to either get high enough to give ourselves the kick or we need to find a weapon fast," He whispered.
"But then whose is the mark? It must be one of us, or we wouldn't be here," I questioned while still backed in the corner.
"I really have no clue, love. But our number one priority is to get out of here. So we need to go now!" Eames whispered urgently.
I then heard distant voices, slowly coming closer until they were distinctive yells, looking for us. They sounded like they were in the hallway right outside the stairwell door.
"Eames! What do we do?" I whispered; panic slowly rising in my voice.
"No time love!" he whispered quickly before forging quickly back into Detric.
Before I could say anything, he kissed me lightly and quickly, and then the voices quickly faded down the hall. I turned to him and asked, "Did you just pull an Arthur?"
He gave a mischievous grin and jokingly chuckled before he asked, "Is that what you call it, darling? Then I guess so." He gave another mocking smile.
I evilly chuckled, drawling each laugh out before I slapped him hard across the cheek, leaving a distinct pink hand mark. I stalked away from him, glowering, while he stood there rubbing his cheek with a mischievous grin practically plastered on his face.
But that would soon change.
AN: Good points? Bad points? Things I should improve on? Let me know! Oh, and by the way, I am not sure how long this story will go, but I already have Chapter 5 planned out so it should be out soon! R&R!