A new girl in town
Chapter 73
Kayla/John/Ron/Cena
Kayla and the APA left her office, but they hadn't gotten far before Jon was there, appearing so suddenly that Kayla could have sworn he'd appeared out of thin air.
"Christ, are you batman now?" Kayla asked looking over at him.
"I've always been batman." Cena said with a laugh.
Ron and John laughed and shoved him playfully between them.
Kayla laughed.
"Christ, you're weird," she said shaking her head.
"So what's the plan from here?" She asked as they continued walking.
"Well I'm assuming you're staying in Batman's room. So one of us will stay with you too and the other will stay in our room. We'll switch off every night." John said. "The one staying with you will sleep in front of the door so it can't be opened."
"Yeah that sounds like a good plan." Cena said.
"But I will hang out in your room too till you're heading to bed. That way the stalker will probably think we're both in there." Ron said.
"Sounds like a plan. Tanks, guys. It means a lot," Kayla said.
So that's the plan. ? thought. Well now. They actually think they've got me beat. Not likely.
They headed out to their cars and back to the hotel.
"How about some cards?" Ron asked. "I gotta warn you though John cheats."
"I do not." John exclaimed as they entered Cena's room.
Kayla shrugged.
"Why not? I can probably learn a thing or two, even if it means I end up losing horribly," she said.
"Sounds like she's going to scam us." Ron said. "Hustlers always say they can't play."
John laughed.
"I'll beat all of you." Cena said smiling from ear to ear.
This is going to be easier than I thought. ? said to himself. An idea suddenly forming.
Kayla rolled her eyes.
"Boys and their need to prove who is top dog. Fuck all of you; I'm gonna drink the beer and lose cash. It'll be great," she said.
The guys all laughed and Cena went to fetch some cards.
Once they were seated they ordered dinner and beer.
Dinner arrived and they all cracked open a beer. The pots were going back and forth with no one losing a lot of money.
"I thought you guys said you were all that? Where's the big hammer, dudes?" Kayla said as she looked over at Ron and John.
"I told you she was gonna scam us. She just wants us to bet higher." Ron laughed.
Kayla laughed.
"Did I say that? Nah, I have no nefarious intentions here, other than hoping that Captain America gets beat. I mean, uh, I'm gonna lose. Yeah," she said, trying not to crack up and failing.
Kayla
Kayla woke to an angry synthesized voice and someone shaking her hard.
"Wake up I want you awake." The voice said.
"Huh? The fuck?" Kayla asked as her eyes snapped open.
Opening her eyes only led to more darkness. Now that she was awake she could feel that she had a hood on. She was also bound to a chair.
Fuck, I can't see! She thought frantically. She blinked rapidly but it didn't help.
"Jesus Christ," she muttered as she tried not to lose it.
"What the fuck do you want?" She asked as she tried to move against whatever was restraining her.
"You." The voice said.
"Me. You're doing this because you want... me. You realize how fucking crazy this sounds, right? Well you've got me, obviously. What the fuck are you going to do now?" She said as her heart pounded frantically.
"I haven't decided yet." The voice said as she felt a hand run down her bare arm. "The first step was getting you and I always get what I want. Did you really think those buffoons could keep you safe? That's a joke now isn't it."
Kayla forced herself not to recoil at the unfamiliar touch against her bare skin.
"Great. This is great. I'm trapped in a room with a crazy person. Ladies and gents, welcome to my life. You haven't decided yet? Great plan, genius. You caught me but didn't bother planning what to do with me? Am I the only one who sees the flaw here?" She said.
If I can keep this up, maybe I can stop this. She thought. If I keep him talking, maybe he won't... Won't... Oh god, won't what? She wondered helplessly.
She heard mechanical laughter then someone walking around.
"We're gonna have such fun." the voice said laughing again.
"Oh really? I should've figured you liked to play with your food before you killed it," she said dryly.
"I'm not going to kill you. I'll leave that up to your friends." The voice said. "When I'm done I'll leave you here. If they find you in time you'll live. If not well that's not my problem."
"Why me? And why now? What is it about me that's gotten to you? Cause seriously, seems like you've gone to a lot of trouble just for me," she said.
"You're interesting and I'm bored. That's why." The mechanical voice replied. "It's no trouble really just part of the fun."
"I'm... interesting. Right. Don't people usually, I don't know, ask people out if they find them interesting? You know, go for coffee, see a show, non-crazy shit?" Kayla asked.
"Or is this your idea of foreplay? Get the girl, fuck her up a bit then fuck her?" She added.
"Foreplay. NO but that might come later." The voice said. "I didn't think it would be so easy to get into a Marine Captain's head. But it was. I know how quickly you lost it. Especially when I involved your little friends. It was so easy. But I expected more of you. Bodyguards? Really! I actually thought for a while you'd try to find me. But you didn't even try."
"So I've gone from being interesting to being easy in two seconds flat. Which one is it? "Maybe it's cause I have an addiction to crazy people stalking me. Maybe I wanted to see how far you'd take things. As much as I hate to admit it, I give a damn about people... but that's something you probably can't understand," she said.
"Oh it was interesting the whole game. Sadly, it has to come to an end eventually. As for caring for people. People are only as good as what you can get from them. I mean Cassie is so cute and so helpless and Vanessa I'd like to get a piece of that." The voce said. "Wade you can have you're a good pair."
"Touch either of them and I'll fucking kill you," Kayla said before she could stop herself.
"AAhh now that's the spirit I was hoping for. I mean you haven't done anything but sit there so far." The voice laughed again. "I was really expecting more from this meeting."
Cena/Ron/John
Cena groaned and lifted his head.
Why the hell did I sleep in a chair? He wondered. Then he looked around and realized he wasn't the only one asleep.
"John, Ron." He shouted.
"Huh what." John asked lifting his head.
Ron raised his head as well and said. "Damn"
"What happened. Why are we sleeping at the table?" Cena asked.
"I don't know. Last thing I remember is teasing Kayla about her hustling us." John said getting to his feet.
"Did Kayla go into the bedroom?" Ron asked suddenly realizing he didn't see her.
Cena rushed out of the room and into the bedroom.
"She's not here!" he yelled almost immediately.
"Fuck." John said. "She wouldn't have gone off alone."
"He's got her." Cena said in a panic. "What the hell do we do now?"
"WE find her." John said.
"But where we don't even know who took her. Or why we fell asleep." Cena said.
"I've got a really bad headache. Do you guys?" Ron asked.
"Yes." They both answered.
"I know I didn't drink more than two beers." John said.
"I'm not talking hang over here." Ron said. "I think we were drugged."
"Shit." John said. "That means she could have been gone all night for all we know. She could be anywhere."
"We need to call Taker." Cena said.
"He's going to be pissed we lost her. But yeah we gotta call him." John said.
Cena took out his phone and quickly dialed Taker's number.
"No answer." he said after a minute. "It's going right to voicemail."
"Should we call Kane? Maybe he knows where Taker is?" Ron asked.
"NO Kane is handling his own business now. He doesn't need this too." Cena said.
"Kayla has Sammy's number she'd know where Taker is." Cena said suddenly beginning to look for Kayla's phone.
Kayla/?
People don't have such little regard for others unless they've been through their own shit. So tell me, what's your deal? You might as well; what am I gonna do with the info? So what was it? Daddy issues? Mommy issues? A bad break-up? Maybe she left you for your best friend or some shit. How about all of the issues ever? That would explain a lot," she said.
She shifted almost imperceptibly against the chair to try and ease the strain against her muscles, but the bonds which tied her to it wouldn't give.
"What do you think this is a movie. That I'm the bad guy who will tell you everything because I think you're going to die. No I don't think so." The voice said laughing yet again. "Do you really think I'm that stupid?"
Fuck, this isn't working. Kayla thought frantically. What am I gonna do now? He can do whatever he wants to me and there's not a damn thing I can do to stop him or to defend myself.
"Could've fooled me," she said.
"You people always fuck up eventually," she added.
"I don't." the mechanical voice replied. "I never do."
"But you did fuck up." She said suddenly realizing it. "You didn't gag me."
Kayla began yelling at the top of her voice. Yelling for help over and over.
The voice started laughing.
"I didn't forget. No one can hear you." The voice said seriously.
Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. She thought. I haven't been this scared since I woke up in the hospital after the landmine. What the hell am I going to do? How the hell do I get out of this? She thought her panic growing exponentially.
Ron/John/Cena
"Shit I can't find it. Maybe she had it on her when she was taken." Cena said. "Maybe he'll screw up and she'll be able to call us."
"That would definitely help us find her." Ron said. "Because I have no idea where to start."
"We start with finding out how we got drugged." John said. "Someone has to know something."
"Good." Cena said. "How do we find that out." Panic actually making him lose it.
"We find the guy who served us dinner last night. He had to be in on it." John said.
"Ok we go to the kitchen. But the guy probably works the overnight and won't be there right now." Cena said.
"So we find out where he lives and go there." Ron said sounding determined.
They headed down to the lobby.
"WE need to know who brought our meal up last night?" John said as they approached the clerk at the desk.
"Did he do something wrong?" the clerk asked.
"Yes Andrew." Ron said looking at the man's name tag.
"What did he do? Whatever it is I sincerely apologize." Andrew said.
"This isn't an apology kind of thing." John said.
"It's not?" Andrew said sounding upset.
"No we have reason to believe he had a part in drugging us last night and kidnapping a friend of ours." John said sounding pissed.
"WHAT!" Andrew shouted. "Let me get a manager. I'm sure there has been some mistake."
"It's no mistake." Cena said. "WE were drugged and Kayla is gone."
Andrew dashed away into a back room and came out pulling an older gentleman with a suit.
"I'm Daniel Reeves the manager what seems to be the problem?" He said as he got in front of the three men.
"The problem Daniel is that last night we ordered a meal and woke up this morning without realizing we'd fallen asleep. The person we were protecting was gone. I want to see the guy who served us last night. He had to have been in on what I can only assume is drugging us." John said enunciating each word carefully.
"Are you sure you gentleman just didn't have too much to drink and your friend wandered off?" Daniel asked.
"WE wouldn't have had more than a couple of beers. We're working as Kayla's body guards. When we woke up she was gone. She wouldn't have WANDERED anywhere." John said his voice rising.
"Why are you protecting her?" Daniel asked.
"Someone has been stalking her." Ron said.
"Then we should have been informed so we could increase security." Daniel said.
"Cut the shit. I want to talk to the guy who brought the food up NOW. Call him in or give us his address." John shouted.
"And we want the police now." Ron said knowing that without them they'd get nowhere fast.
"If you really think you need them of course I'll call." Daniel said.
"DAMN IT." John yelled. "Get the police and that kid here now."
Kayla/?
I'm fucked. Kayla thought. So, so, so fucked. There's no way anyone knows where I am. Jesus Christ, I don't even know where the hell I am.
All of the training she'd received about how to handle being captured had deserted her a long time ago. She knew she should be doing something or things... but what? There were steps, right? There were always steps. Where were they? Why couldn't she think?
Overwhelming fear coursed through her, but she fought with everything she had to regain her composure.
"Where the hell are we? The hotel can't be soundproof. So what is it? A basement? A bunker? The seventh level of hell?" She asked.
? watched her closely.
She's not as calm as she'd like me to think. ? realized. All that marine training and she has no idea what to do. Sure they probably taught her how to withstand torture. But I have no intention of torturing her. At least not physically. But mentally that's another story. She could have easily defended herself if I had come at her straight on. But no this was much more fun. What games should we play?