Being dragged down a street,Holly tried her best to not let those watching and whispering under their breaths to their friends as she passed. Was she a criminal? What was her crime? She didn't remember and she wished that she did,the man leading her down the streets was no help and she had a feeling that this Beckett man would be just as helpful. She had been lost in thought for a while now,trying to remember what had happened before she woke up but found that it was a wave of crushing black nothingness. This was frusterating more then anything,she found that she no longer cared where she was but why she couldn't remember anything past the beach...well she remembered her friends,Amber and Erin...but where were they? Where they stuck here in the same position as she? Or had they managed to avoid being dragged to an uncertain fate? She honestly hoped so,for whatever her fate was,she didn't wish it upon even her enemies...the not knowing was killing her inside.
As they neared the complex she saw that there were more men in blue walking around,they all looked at her the same as the people back within the city,like she was scum worse then that.Narrowing her eyes,Holly still couldn't shake the feeling that she knew who these men were,well who they worked for or what military faction they could be part of.
'Hurry up'
the man growled as he pushed her,ignoring the yelp of pain from Holly,she hated this man and had she had anything she would have knocked the man out and fled but she guessed that it was too late now. If she tried that now,the other men would probably not even think before shooting her. Sighing inwardly,the best thing she could do now is meet this lord Beckett, she was being led to and hope he was a reasonable man who would listen to her. Maybe it was all just some horrible mix-up,it had to be,she hoped...
'Hault,what are you doing?'
'This filth wants to meet with Lord Beckett'
Two guards infront of the large doors leaned around Holly's captor and frowned deeply at her,though for half a second it looked as if they might say something along the lines that they reconized her,the glint in their eyes was that of reconition..That could be a bad thing though,she didn't even know what kind of trouble she was in,but if they knew her...then it must have bene something really bad that she got her self into.
'A moment'
One of the guards slipped into the room,lightly closing the door behind him. This was making Holly even more nervous,murmering from the otherside of the door made it sound like her being there was more of an annoyance then what her captor had hoped. Moments later guard returned and nodded to the man to let him know that it was alright for them to enter,this as it! Holly bowed her head,bit her lip and took a deep breath as she followed her captor into the room where her fate would be chosen.
'Lord Beckett,Sorry to interrupt but this Filth insisted to be brought to you'
as he said the word 'Filth',he shoved Holly forward and she nearly tripped over the force of the shove,growling she glared over her shoulder but quickly turned back to face the man she hoped would help her.
The man called 'Beckett' stood infront of a large tapestry map,he wore a uniform similar to the other men she had had the 'pleasure' of being in the company of.
'You!?'
He spat,genuinly shocked to see this woman standing before him..alive...He quickly hid his surprise and waltzed up to the pair now before him,glaring deeply into Holly's eyes.
'Unchain her and leave us be...I want a word with our...guest'
Holly was too busy trying to understand what was going on to feel the shackles fall away from her wrists,now that she was face to face with this man she felt sick to her stomach,he gave her the impression that she was about to die.Those who had been in the room,including the man who had captured Holly all reluctantedly did as ordered,leaving the woman and Beckett to converse in private. She didn't like this at all but at least she could be heard without being interrupted...or so she hoped.
'Thank you...Now Maybe I can...'
She was cut off as she found herself now staring down the barrel of a gun, not like waking up to find a sword pointed in her face was bad enough,now there was a gun in her face,how annoying was this.
'What are 'you' doing here?'
"I...what...I don't know'
Holly was both confused and really worried,apparently Beckett knew her? But the fact he was holding her at gun point,proved that it was not on good terms that they knew each other,she really wished that she could remember.
'You should be dead'
'Excuse me!?'
What the hell was going on here? She was sappoused to be dead? Impossible...wasn't it?
'I shot you-with THIS very gun!'
'what?'
'I saw the light fade from your eyes,You were dead,I made sure of that...'
If he had killed her,then what was she doing here alive,he had every right to be confused...but she was even more confused...how could she come back from the dead? that was...maybe she was a zombie! Shaking her head she let the man continue on...
'Never mind that...I'll just kill you again'
Beckett looked up at the woman again,cocking the gun and preparing to shoot her there. Holly gasped and took several steps back,though she had expected this,she hadn't expected it given the sudden turn of events. The man smirked slightly,apparently finding the way the woman reacted amusing and a little curious,he lowered his hand holding the pistol a little and looked at her like he was reading a very interesting book.Holly wished that he would stop,she hated it when people looked at her like that,especially men...especially men she didn't know but apparently knew her.
'On second thought...perhaps a night locked in a cell will jar the memory of how you escaped death...'
He had barely finished his sentence when the door flew open again and the two guards entered,each grabbing an arm of Holly and leading her out of the room before she could try to escape.
'Wait...'
The guards paused and turned slightly so that Holly half faced Beckett,he approached slowly,the gun he had on her now tucked away back in its holster.
'Make sure she can't escape...shackle her to the wall if you must'
'Of course Lord Beckett'
Holly's eyes went wide, what? shackled to a wall? What kind of sick twisted man was this Lord Beckett? She was starting to hate him more and more,and she found the taste of hate was not one she cared for in her mouth. Beckett smirked at her and jerked his head to one side a little in a motion that told her that he had complete power over her fate and her as long as she was confined to the walls of this complex.Damn...she could not let him win,she would defy him until the very end...even if it killed her.
