Looking back at my last chapter, I couldn't figure out what the heck was missing. Then I realized that I had totally forgot a intro. So I'm going to do one now.
First off, thanks to all who reviewed, read, faved and alerted this story. I have never had this many on the first chapter of any other story, you guys make me feel special. ^-^
Anyway, thanks for all the corrections and feedback, I had no idea that I was spelling Tighten's name wrong or the fact that all the characters are surprisingly in character, because I really didn't think they were, but now that I look at it, they totally are.
I'm also thinking of changing the title for the story, maybe to Unexpectied Circumtances, tell me what you think in the reviews.
Now, I know you guys have been probably dieing for this chapter, so I'm not going to keep you any longer. But I do think I messed of with keeping them in character this time.
Enjoy!
"Prepare Tighten to go down in style." He manically laughed once the sheet fell to the ground uncovering his newest creation, a giant robot once electrically charged, seemed to mirror his exact movements.
"So, let me get this straight," I began cautiously not straining my wrists against the thick ropes that confined me to the chair, "You're mad at this Tighten fellow, why exactly?"
He stared blankly at me as if I was a complete idiot, "I'm not mad at him." He groaned rolling his eyes, "He's the hero, I'm the villain, that's how it works."
"Oh, so you do miss Metroman. I see." I was toying with him.
He had an incredulous look plastered on his face, "No that's not-," He groaned once more, "Never mind, your distracting me."
"Well gee, I'm sorry. It gets kinda lonely when the only person in the room won't speak to you and rather mess with his robot do-hicky." I retorted with a glare.
He paused staring at me intently with a rather unusual look in his eyes, "What?" I asked finally.
He shook his head as if shaking away a thought of some kind, "Uh nothing. I need to focus." He replied sounding a bit puzzled before returning to work on his robot.
I sighed, "Can I at least be loosened a bit? I promise I won't run away."
The serious, cold expression had returned in his eyes, "And have you dash off revealing all my secrets? Never." He snapped returning to fiddle with his robot.
I sighed hating the silence, "What did you mean about Roxanne?"
"What are you going on about now?" He was more annoyed then cold.
"Earlier you said that I 'Drain you of whatever Roxanne Ritchie left; make you feel anymore like a smaller person'. What did you-"
"Don't ever speak that name again, you hear me?" His rage was bluntly noticeable.
"I was just-"
He cut me off, gripping both armrests of the chair his face only two inches away from mine, "You news reports are all alike, nosey. You steal whatever you can from innocent people until there is nothing left and move on."
I was speechless at all rage that he had stored up on this woman, "I- uh..I-"
"I was right wasn't I." His tone turned solemn as he pulled away releasing his grip and standing tall , "Never stick your nose where it shouldn't be. You of all people should know that by now." His eyes held a blank stare as he effortlessly went back to his tinkering as if nothing had happened.
I slowly hung my head in silence feeling hopeless, "I'm sorry." I mumbled.
I could hear the soft scuffs from his shoes, "What was that?" His tone was a bit gentler.
I sniffed not baring to look at him, "I said I was sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I was only-" I fought against the tears.
The clacking of his footsteps grew steadily louder as he approached me and I could feel the softness of the fingers from his glove as it brushed across my chin pushing me to his now softer gaze, "Only what?"
I stared pathetically back at him, "Please let me go." I whimpered.
His gaze turned resentful and he harshly released my chin, "You are never leaving, Jay Lakeview, for as long as you and I should both live." He decreed and continued, leaving me without so much as a trace of hope.
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