Don't Mess With Magic

Chapter Three

I followed the man in a daze, my mind just kept replaying what happened over and over. Reason told me to stop, to run away, but I just kept after the man.

Out of no where, a sob escaped my throat. I felt dizzy; I sat down in the middle of the sidewalk and just started crying. A few people stared as I cried and that man kept walking. I took a deep breath and ran after him, trying to stop crying by the time I caught up with him.

But he was gone. He must have turned down a side street or something. My heart skipped a beat and I got cold all over. Oh, gods... Now I'm really lost... I had a huge lump in my throat and my eyes were burning with unreleased tears.

"What am I going to do now?" I whined. I rested my forehead on the building next to me. My mind was blank, all I could think of was that man's cold eyes and how I-No looked after he hit her. I shuddered. Maybe it was better that I lost him....

I leaned against the building and slid down until I was sitting. I have to think about what I'm going do about getting home. I could go back and see if I could force I-No to take me home, but she's probably all ready gone or dead.

Well, that guy's place is a good place to start as any, I thought. Hell, even if I-No wasn't there maybe the door's still open and I could swipe some food or money? I tried retracing my steps, but I didn't pay attention to where I was going when I was following that man. Fuck, I groaned. Now where am I? This place doesn't even look remotely familiar!

I slapped my forehead and sat om the curb. My feet were hurting, it was getting dark, and I was getting hungry. I sat there, wallowing in self pity when I was hit in the back of the head.

"Where the fuck did you go?" a deep voice growled behind me. I turned and it was that man. I blinked stupidly at him as he dragged me to my feet. "I asked you a question."

"I... I... I got lost," I squeaked. Ugh, I wish he'd stop looking at me like that. "I didn't... I... I..."

"Feh," he spat at the ground and started walking off, this time dragging me by my arm. Despite my protests (and the stares) we kept going. Nothing was looking familiar to me. It was all just buildings and cars, like when you watch a movie and don't pay attention to where the actors are at.

We finally stop and the brute let go of my arm. I almost doubled over from the lack of oxygen and the pain in my stomach. It growled and I went crimson in the face. Sure, I haven't eaten since this morning but I wasn't about to be not embarrassed by the sound.

Before I knew it, the man had grabbed my wrist and was leading me through the doors of a small building. I've given up on caring about being dragged around like a child. It was easier to just go with it.

The place was smoky, gross, and had way too many smells to be good. The man practically shoved me into a booth and disappeared into the foggy haze. I sighed and rubbed my wrist and wondered where I was. Maybe he was going to sell me? Make some cash and force me into prostitution? I shuddered. I would not appreciate that. What if he's going to kill me? The thought stole into my mind and I went cold.

What if he was? Then what? If I thought I-No was strong, this fucker could take my head off with a single punch. This time I shuddered with the cold. Before I could elaborate any more on those thoughts, he came back.

"We're leaving."

"What? Didn't we just get here?"

He glared and I shut my trap and just fell in line behind this guy. Once we were out in fresh air again, he pushed me towards a man in a black coat and hat. Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!!!! My mind was racing a mile a minute. He really is gunna sell me!!

"Sol, are you sure?" the blond man scratched his head and looked me over from the tops of his sunglasses. "Will she fit in with the other girls?"

"Fuck if I know or care," replied the brute, Sol. "I just need her stowed away until I can find the Witch."

"What's going on?" I turned towards Sol with a hand on my hip, trying to look pissy, although I probably just looked silly. "What the fuck are you doing?"

Sol narrowed his eyes at me. "You are going with him," he pointed at the blond. "That's what's going on. Meanwhile I'm going to look for that Witch. That's what the fuck I'm doing."

He turned on his heel and walked away. The blond guy rested his elbow on my shoulder and whistled. "Well, little girl, looks like you've pissed him off."

"That's not very hard to do, is it?"

He opened his mouth to speak, but this high pitched wail exploded into the air and something orange tackled him. It seemed to be screaming... Johnny?

Author's Note: Wow, it has been almost forever since I've written a chapter for this. My hard drive died at some time last year and I lost the first draft of this chapter and I couldn't figure out how I wanted the story to progress, but now I have a slight idea and this chapter came out rather smoothly. Hope you guys are liking it, I'm trying my best! XD It's been a long while since I've written anything.