Chapter 4

Escape

The Adderhead's men at arms were residing at an inn inside of Ombra when Pfeiffer decided it was time to make her escape. Her plan was hardwired into her brain, and it made her tremble to think about it, before she could act at all, she had to wait until Firefox had had too much to drink.

It was late at night when Firefox came into his room. He was smashed, just as Pfeiffer had hoped. She got up off the double bed, and strolled over to the fetching redhead.

"Yes, Pfeiffer?" Asked Firefox in the voice that gave Pfeiffer the chills. Her heart beat fast.

WHAT IF THIS DOESN'T WORK? She thought.

Pfeiffer brushed up against Firefox and tossed some of her short dyed hair out of her eyes. She put her nose right next to his and brought her body really close. So close, she could hear his heart beat. It was beating very, very quickly. The fact that Pfeiffer had a killer crush on Firefox made her task very difficult.

Life or death…? She asked herself.

Firefox seemed surprised, and he went to kiss her. But wait… the gag. Firefox then did exactly what Pfeiffer hoped, he undid the little piece of red cloth, and watched it fall to their feet. Firefox's lips came against Pfeifer's, and the woman almost smiled. Firefox had a gentle mouth, and his kisses were soft and gentle, making Pfeifer's legs tingle. She enjoyed every second of Firefox's mouth sucking lightly on her bottom lip. She only frowned when he opened his mouth, and let his tongue slip over her's. His breath tasted bitterly of alcohol. A taste Pfeifer was not fond of one bit, but she remained strong, fitting her leg in-between his.

"I need you to untie me" she whispered, her voice rather hoarse from not being used for weeks. Firefox obeyed; obviously excited for whatever it was Pfeiffer was going to do. Pfeiffer gently pushed Firefox onto the bed, and set to work kissing his lips and ruffling his hair. When Firefox began moaning and shifting under her body, she took a deep breath, and groped down his body. When she reached his belt, Firefox gasped and his white teeth flashed in the darkness. Pfeifer gulped and searched for his sword. It wasn't there. With a sudden pang Pfeiffer decided to switch to plan B. She undid the man's belt. Firefox smiled to himself, not aware of Pfeiffer's malicious plan. Quick as a fox, she strapped Firefox's hands together with his belt. The smile wiped off his face, and his eyes widened. Before he could say…or yell anything, Pfeifer gagged him and smiled triumphantly.

"That's what you get for trying to fuck with me." She said in her hoarse voice. Firefox frowned and shook his head. "No? So you weren't gonna serve me to your master on a silver platter?" Firefox stopped frowning and he rolled his eyes. Pfeiffer almost laughed. "Hope I'll never see you again." She said, ruffling Firefox's hair on her way to the window. She heard the man try to scream, but his voice was muffled by the gag. Before she left, though, she returned to Firefox, kissed his cheek and very quietly murmured into his ear. "Thanks"

Then she was gone.