Slowly pieces of her memory came back to her. She remembered packing her luggage and running towards the bus only for the bus to drive off fast leaving her behind. Thinking it was some kind of prank they were pulling on her, she chuckled; picked up her luggage, and run along chasing the bus and waving her hands in the air yet they didn't stop.
Thinking that she will be able to get another bus that will convey her to town before she picked transport to the airport so she decided to take the only track which she only remembered walking with a few of her friends during their medical outreach and campaign here.She had walked miles following different routes thinking she had found her way only to end up inside a wood.Trying to find her way back to the camp lodge but she ends up arriving at the same place inside the wood.She tried as much as possible to find her way out of the wood but it seems she is only rotating around a circle because she keep returning to the same place, no matter how she tried, then it dawn on her that she has lost her way. Scared as she looked around the wood which was full of mangroves and other thick trees she can't fathom exactly the type they are. She looked at her phone which not only lost connection but the battery was slow and the touch light won't last longer than an hour.She feel horror and fear enveloping her but she tried to shrug all of it off at the back of her mind."I will find my way out" she encouraged herself picking up her luggage and continuing walking the path she neither know the beginning nor the end.
"Argghhhhhhhh"..she yelled as she feels a sharp scratch on her leg. Bending down to examine herself she saw blood gushing out of her leg.
"Where am I" she heavy a sigh looking around to understand her environment.
Seeing the blood still dripping, she decided to treat herself making her way towards one of the trees. She opened her bag bringing out her FIRST AID BOX, she applied the methylated spirit on the wound and badge it up with gauze to stop the blood flow.
Immediately after she finished treating and packing up her stuff, she heard some footsteps coming in her direction and thought she had found someone to ask for help only to meet angry men glaring at her.Their eyes filled with bloodlust and the evil smirks they give to her sent chills down her spine.
She turn and looked at them, her eyes widened in shock when she saw the hulky men approaching her slowly with small axe in their hands. She swallow the lumps in her throat; listening to the thunderous heartbeat, she was very scared, dropping her bag and slowly moving back with her eyes scanning their moves. As if timed she took to her heels as fast as her leg can carry her.Running through the thick trees as fast as she could but was dragged back immediately she tried jumping a hollow in her front.
"Bastard!! How fast can you run".
She was dazed and lost her focus as she feels her body hitting on the floor and she scream in pain."Ahhhhhhhhhh" she scream trying to stand up but before she could finish putting herself together, she was yanked back as she felt a strong hand grabbing her neck and lifting her to the trees. She kicked and kicked, scratching the arm holding her yet it all seems futile as the silhouette image of the man gripping her neck is a hundred times stronger than her.
Her eye become blurred and blood dropped from her mouth as the man tossed her aside.***********************************
Back inside the forest, a group of elite men were seen patrolling the forest. The ten able men were led by one who merely looked at him without being told is the leader. As they patrol the forest, their work is to check for any intruder be it a beast or any intruding movement. They rode fast across the wood but halt instantly they saw the three different pieces of luggage on the ground.One of the riders came down, inspect and pick up the luggage and run back to their group."I think we have an intruder," said one of the riders named Samie immediately he dropped the luggage facing his comrades.
In their midst stood a man who never said anything as they debate on what to do with the luggage.
Not even his handsomeness can stop the aura he gives out which is of a murderous rage coupled with his phoenix golden eyes that shoot out flames of fire.His eyes scanned through the forest as if he felt a presence coming."Keep that luggage safe" he commands with a hoarse voice, horror shooting out from his eyes. He moved to his horse, climbing on it without looking at his men. "We move North". Without a care in the world, He rode off, leading the direction without even throwing a look at his comrades.
"Boyld take this luggage home and secure it." One of the men who looked like the second in command instructs the youngest of the group.
"I thought we are going North" Boyld cut him off as fast as possible.
His eyes blazed as he looked at Boyld who only bow as if scared by his look, picking up the luggage, he carefully stacked it up on the horse and rode off as the remaining men join their leader heading North.
Her voice cracked and her throat burned. She opened her eyes immediately she felt the cold water splash on her face. She sprang up to her feet, squinting around the environment trying to find her bearings. She looked around and realized the place was empty, dark, and surrounded by mangroves. The owl cried, scaring her the more. She tried to move her hands but it was backwardly tied together, tried as hard as she can but she can't untie herself. Even her leg was lacking strength for three nights now she hasn't tasted anything, her tummy ached and her mouth was thirsty for water.
After laying low and managing to drag herself up, she lift her eyes and it dawned on her that she was dropped inside a transparent cage like a monkey. She struggled within herself to at least free herself but her body is too weak to respond, hot tears clouded her eyes, streaming down her cheeks and she slowly fall back; watching the men setting fire like they are preparing dinner.
"It seems the bitch is awake," one of the men with his hulky voice said.
She feels shivers all over her body, her shoulders shake in fear. His hoarse bloodlust voice sends a bang to her heart and her breath sped up and she felt her heart beating in her ear.
One of the men approached the cage and in her very eyes ripped the cage off, shooting her blood-stained teeth which brought a scream from her.
She shut her eyes tight as the man leaned towards her, instead of grabbing her neck as she had thought earlier. She feel her hand free and as she subconsciously lifted it, she ended up hitting the man.
She gasped as her hands landed on his face. Cupping her mouth with her hands, she tried to plead for mercy but the man already grabbed her neck and tossed her outside like a piece of cloth. She screamed in pain, coughing out blood as she feels the pain pierced through her heart. With one shaky leg and hands, she grasped her heart trying to stop the excruciating pain.
Trying to stand up but fall due to her lack of strength and stamina.Sprawling on the floor and thoughtlessly looking up as the cyclone started, followed by thunderstorms and lightning. Helplessly she feel the heavy rain falling on her, and she opened her mouth at least to quench her thirst. Her whole body was drenched, she felt the pain, shock, and a whole lot of emotions laying down there and hopelessly staring at the hulky men who held her hostage. Tears rolled down her face, her heart bleed and her head ache from all this pain as if that wasn't enough, she struggled with everything left within her power, anything that makes her a whole human to stop one of the men who approached her amidst the heavy rain, dragging her out and sitting her up on the horse, tying her again.And this time, she was tied with her front laying down on the horse's back like she is some kind of wood, like some kind of load. Not even a single human empathy, makes her wonder if they are humans. She doesn't have any strength left again, all she do was mumble prayers upon prayers as the men climb on the horse with her body dangling on the house back, they rode off through the narrow wood to God knows where.
"I think we have an intruder," said one of the riders named Samie immediately he dropped the luggage facing his comrades.
In their midst stood a man who never said anything as they debated on what to do with the luggage.
Not even his handsomeness can stop the aura he gives out, which is of a murderous rage coupled with his phoenix golden eyes that shoot out flames of fire.His eyes scanned through the forest as if he felt a presence coming."Keep those luggage safe" he commanded with a hoarse voice, horror shooting out from his eyes. He moved to his horse, climbing on it without looking at his men. "We move North". Without a care in the world, He rode off, leading the direction without even throwing a look at his comrades.
"Boyld take this luggage home and secure it." One of the men who looked like the second in command instructed the youngest of the group.
"I thought we were going North" Boyld cut him off as fast as possible.
His eyes blazed as he looked at Boyld who only bowed as if scared by his look, picking up the luggage, he carefully stacked it up on the horse and rode off as the remaining men joined their leader heading North.
DESPAIR:Her voice cracked and her throat burned. She opened her eyes immediately, she felt the cold water splashed on her face. She sprang up to her feet, squinting around the environment, trying to find her bearings. Furthermore, she looked around and realized the place was empty, dark, and surrounded by mangroves. The owl cried, scaring her the more. She tried to move her hands, but they were backwardly tied together, tried as hard as she can, but she couldn't untie herself. Even her leg was lacking strength, for three nights now she hasn't tasted anything, her tummy ached and her mouth was thirsty for water.
After lying low and managing to drag herself up, she lifts her eyes, and it dawns on her that she was dropped inside a transparent cage like a monkey. She struggled within herself to at least free herself, but her body was too weak to respond, hot tears clouded her eyes, streaming down her cheeks and she slowly falls back; watching the men setting fire like they were preparing dinner.
"It seems the bitch is awake," one of the men with his husky voice said.
She feels shivers all over her body, her shoulders shake in fear. His hoarse bloodlust voice sends a bang to her heart and her breath sped up, and she felt her heart beating in her ear.
One of the men approached the cage and in her very eyes ripped the cage off, shooting her blood-stained teeth which brought a scream from her.
She shut her eyes tight as the man leaned towards her, instead of grabbing her neck as she had thought earlier. She felt her hand free and as she subconsciously lifts it, she ended up hitting the man.
Likewise, she gasped as her hands landed on his face. Cupping her mouth with her hands, she tried to plead for mercy, but the man already grabbed her neck and tossed her outside like a piece of cloth. She screamed in pain, coughing out blood as she feels the pain pierced through her heart. With one shaky leg and hands, she grasped her heart, trying to stop the excruciating pain.
Trying to stand up but fall due to her lack of strength and stamina.Sprawling on the floor and thoughtlessly looking up as the cyclone started, followed by thunderstorms and lightning. Helplessly, she felt the heavy rain falling on her, and she opened her mouth at least to quench her thirst. Her whole body was drenched, she felt the pain, shock, and a whole countless emotions laying down there and hopelessly staring at the husky men who held her hostage. Tears rolled down her face, her heart bled and her headache from all this pain. As if that weren't enough, she struggled with everything left within her power, anything that made her an entire human to stop one of the men who approached her amidst the heavy rain, dragging her out and sitting her up on the horse, tying her again.And this time, she was tied with her front laying down on the horse's back like she was some kind of wood, like some kind of load. Not even a single human empathy, makes her wonder if they are humans. She didn't have any strength left again, all she did was mumble prayers upon prayers as the men climbed on the horse with her body dangling on the house back, they rode off through the narrow wood to God knows where.
She opened her eyes only to see she was in a different environment, entirely different from the wood. This time, at least she was closer to people, and she thought she was safe, but all was her wishful thinking. It looks like a tavern, with different ancient men and women treading in and out of the pub. Her heartache included her body as one of the men dragged her towards the counter and mumbled inaudibly to an old man who, merely looking at him, looked like he owned the tavern. The two nodded with a mischievous smile and in the next moment, she was handed to a new master.She was taken to an empty room, an elderly lady attends to her. But that wasn't the kind of care her body needed. She requires proper treatment, her throat is dry, her stomach aches, her face swollen, bruises all over her body, and her mouth sore from pain. She stood and watched things change in her eyes, and she couldn't do anything about it.Is this also part of life experience? How did she arrive here, was this a
They dragged her along with them to the lonely track. She winced in pain as they kept dragging her, she struggled and struggled, but all seemed futile.Soon they arrived in a very thick, lonely territory. A forest to be precise, she squinted around trying to get her bearings, it looked like the former wood, but this one was a bit different.The men assembled themselves, each whispering to themselves, and it seems they have come to some conclusion, and decided maybe to untie her. She signed in despair. Shutting her eyes open as they untie both her hands and mouth. It was as if some angel ministered to them. She rested her head on one of the trees and watched the men discuss and share whatever they shoved inside their mouths. Her thought drifted to her family and she wondered how they are handling her missing.Have the cops been alert, have they already declared her missing? What about her associates, what progress are they making to see to her safe return? All this was too heavy for
She opened her eyes swirling and as soon as she finds her bearings, abruptly stood up. She opened and closed her mouth as she felt her throat dry.Hopping out of bed, she made her way to the table that contained a bottle of water and a flask, without minding what was inside; she picked up the bottle of water and gulped down on a goal."Thank heaven…. I'm safe at last" She inhaled deeply, but something was off. Why the sudden cold, and why was she wrapped in this thick pullover, everything around her was cold and disturbing to her comfort. Swirling her eyes around, she tried to understand what was happening, why these sudden eerie feelings and she espies to her front but was scared as she felt a vortex of darkness swallowing her, the remaining strength in her was nothing compared to this force, she vituperates as the force keep pulling her more and more, and it was as if she were being cast out from a place of light to a bottomless pit covered with darkness."Hello?" Her voice tremble
"Are you okay?" Another voice startled her.She nodded amidst shock at how she was surrounded by four different men without her noticing, now she squealed in terror, her eyes shooting out.They looked at her with eyes so cold and she shivered. "I. I… I… I'm not a spy… Not only that, but I'm saying the truth" She tried to explain.Their gaze traveled around her body and she trembled, their eyes speak danger and threat, and she wondered what exactly they wanted from her."Saying the truth is the only key to your freedom" Samie began, he already sensed how scared she was of their presence, and he needed to show at least some iota of love with his words. "No harm will come to you when you say the truth."He didn't like the idea of him speaking with such calmness, he was never used to this, but this situation called for it.Samie looked at her, she was beautiful in that pinky floral gown she put on, and her hair was styled the Barbie ways." why look this pretty if you will end up as a spy
Now he thought of how they brought the lady home, the heart couldn't contain the regret in it."How is she responding to treatment" he questioned the clinic, his gaze fierce and intimidating as usual."Rumors already flying of him" harboring a spy" "That is not the answer to my question; when had he ever worried about rumors""What if she happened to be one," the clinic doctor said, trying to be positive and choosy with his choice of words, he knows who he's dealing with, one whose anger is disastrous."Not that I believe the rumors, but I think he needs to be cautious about whom he's rescuing, and you are his right man should know better.""Your talks make me sick, when do you switch to becoming a woman," Raiden said before storming out of the clinic.He knows the doctor was right, but remembering the kind of person he is, he needs to be very vigilant, but for now, nothing has been decided on the rescue, and he wishes he already said something. Raiden simply stood there, looking at
Mell was sleeping, when she felt this cold air gushing over her, despite the thick blanket, she was still feeling cold, and she wondered where she was and how come she was feeling this cold.She wanted to scream, but it was as if her tongue were tied together and her arm stiff. She struggled, but her body refused to corporate.Suddenly, she saw a silhouette figure looming over her, his blue eyes smoldering over her, they were dark and dangerous, and they pierced her soul. These eyes looked familiar, and she wondered if this was another kind of nightmare, but knowing this feels so real to be a dream. She lay still, her heart racing up and down. She looked like a pry to this predator, and she wondered if she will be devoured right at this moment. Likewise, she struggled and struggled, and luckily, she screamed out.Her voice echoed in the entire room and her eye fluttered open. Her hands flew to her heart and she squealed in pain when she realized the hefty man standing in the door.S
She stood there, daunting her spirit as she noticed all the eyes fixed on her. The men were shocked at her daring incursion. They already felt a presence around, but never knew she was the one."I am innocent," she found herself voicing out." You can't just kill me without a reason. I am not what you all labeled me; whatever you called me is not what I am. I promise to prove my innocence… I will do anything, anything, just to prove myself."She voiced out amidst terror shooting from her eyes. She wondered how she got such courage, but as it stands so, she doesn't care again. Her life is at stake, keeping quiet and crying won't solve anything. She will escape here, that's for sure, but in the meantime, she has to gain their trust.She stood there looking at the men, the surprise in their eyes at her sudden outburst made her breath hammer in her chest.The stranger man watched her from head to toe, her long hair hangs wildly down her shoulders, and he wondered what had gotten into her t
Belinda Keller and her husband Daniel Keller, as they are popularly known and addressed by officials, couldn't believe themselves, as all searches to find their missing daughter had proven abortive.Storming inside the Prosecutor's office in a rage. Belinda is yet to understand what is happening. How can she lose her daughter out of the blues?Mrs. Keller quietly sat, thinking about the best thing to do, just to find her daughter. Personally, if she had to hound down the entire world for the rest of her life, she will; as long as she finds her daughter. This is why she involve the Thunder Squad. A departmental division of the IIF.( Interrogative Investigation Force) who helps in cases like this.Mr. McCall, a top one best investigation Officer of the Thunder Squad, has exceptional skills compared to none. His special skills of sniffing trails and using them to carry out his investigation make him unique and outstanding.Now with another top-notch trained squad under his command, comb
Mellisa froze in place when she took into the presence of the figure. A beast. No! Not just those beasts in the movies or her nightmare. A fucking live beast.Mellisa took a moment to swallow the hardest lump in her throat. So what she had been seeing in her dreams was real?Heaven! The beast looked frightening. It was blazing red, and was that a horn? Mellisa blinked repeatedly, thinking she was sick or probably seeing things because there was no way the beast in her dreams was real.The beast growled, showing its elongated fangs that were dripping wet with blood.Mell's legs trembled when it dawned on her she had finally met her end. Adrenaline churned through her veins; making her heart beat harder and faster as if it wanted to jump out of her chest. Her eyes were the size of a dinner plate. She was paralyzed with fear. She wanted to scream for help, but she already lost her voice.Mellisa couldn't understand what was happening and how a beast would be living at the back of the Ca
An eerie wind hit her once she stepped out of the Castle. The wind blew the trees. Startling her.Mellisa felt strange standing alone at the backyard of the mighty Castle. She felt a warning signal from her body, like those she felt the foremost when Armstrong queried her.She took her first step and halted. Then she turned her back and faced the humongous Castle that once served as her home. Mellisa stared at the enormity of the Castle and its enormous structure. She shook her head. Tears stung her eyes and her heart panged with regret.Mellisa was torn. She was sad and worried sick. Her subconscious mind wasn't letting her go. For months now she had been thinking about this day and how it would be. And now the day was here, she felt like she was doing the wrong thing.Mell knew what she was about doing was pure madness, that deep down she might regret it. However, She would rather regret the chances that didn't work than the ones she didn't attempt. She craved freedom just like a n
It had been exactly two days since Samie disguised as Armstrong and cooked gravy noodles for Mellisa. And now, Mellisa seated on the bed her escape instinct kicked in harder than before. She was cranking her brain, looking for a means to escape because she believed she got the best opportunity. Now the castle was empty and no one was around. She wondered how, and why Armstrong runs his castle's welfare. Must workers vacant same day? Well, that was a blessing in disguise. She sighed. At the drop of a hat, she went about gathering some of her things into her bucket bag. She was feeling giddy and excited. Happy to welcome the new phase of her life. Finally, any moment from now, she would be united with her family. She can't wait to sing her victory. Only the thought was enough to send tiny tingles down her spine. She huffed as she went about her business. Boyld already gave her the rundown of what the whole castle looks like. That was the day she caused the small drama at the lib
Immediately Samie teleported into the library. He gave out a heavy breath.They were right about disguising as Armstrong and doing all those kinds of stuff without Mellisa noticing. Samie realized she was smarter than they gave her credit for. He knew she recognized his voice, the doubts in her heart said it all.She was right to think the voice doesn't belong to the body. He knew she was battling with having to recognize the voice, but couldn't lay her hand on anything."Who are you? He remembered her question.He knew it was more than a question. She was very observant."How bold of you to disguise as me just to carry out those stupid things you did there?" Armstrong burned with anger. There was serious warning in his voice, and threat in his eyes as he glared at Samie."It wasn't that bad, was it?" Samie's voice lanced sardonically. He was trying to calm the demon down, because he knew his temper, and he wasn't ready to suffer a broken bone. To the demons, the healing of broken bo
"I will go get your food ready. You can come closer if you want to watch." He spoke quietly.Feeling lightheaded, Mellisa let her paralyzed body fell back on the lounge chair. She felt weak to the core."Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?" She managed to choke out a word. Barely audible.She won't blame herself. That was the only thing her brain could register after experiencing this type of shock."You are letting this little attention get into your head." Oh! The realization hits her harder like African Mothers slippers.That was the worst answer but knowing who Armstrong was, he will always show that rude side of his.Something in his eyes changed and Mellisa got a bad feeling. Like he was warning her not to let those get into her head.She felt the pressure in her chest and shook her head. Allowing the tears to burn her tears.He cured her curiosity, her fears, and her confusion more brutally.The truth she was desperate for hurt her. Making her feel like she was see
Mellisa doesn't mind if the world spins faster, she just wants to wake up.She knew something was wrong when Armstrong said."Rice-pulled noodles, right?"Like how did he know she was craving for that?She closed her eyes and listened to his voice. It was the first thing she had felt drawn to from the beginning. A pure, light-hearted voice. Full of concern. If it wasn't strangely scary, she wouldn't mind listening to that voice forever.But no, Armstrong could never, that voice doesn't belong to him. Armstrong? That cold fish could never come back to make her rice-pulled noodles, and Armstrong could never sweep and tidy messy kitchen like he was having fun in it. Like it was a piece of cake. Armstrong could never show this level of concern. This particular Armstrong is wrong. Unless he was possessed. She grumbled inwardly.Armstrong looked at her, waiting for her response for a long moment she didn't say a thing. She was too perplexed to speak. The wheel in her heart was going in dif
"Banshee.....!!! She heard a husky voice call, at some point, she thought this voice sounded familiar.She sucked in a sharp breath of slight startle when Banshee that was growling at her like she was a meal ready to be devoured took a step back. Even though Banshee looked like he wasn't satisfied with whatever that made her halt. She was happy that she wasn't devoured. That would have been worse than dying as a prisoner and allegedly spy.She twisted in fear, glancing at the closed door to where the voice came from, and froze.Standing on the entrance with the door closed, his two hands dug inside his side pockets was a man who shouldn't be here.She could feel the weight of his gaze on her shoulder and she felt sick at her thoughts. The thought of what she did minutes ago hit her like a train.What is he doing here again?She turned slightly to her left and saw Banshee, lying down with her tongue sticking out, she wasn't growling like before.She took her eyes back at the incohere
At Northern Coast. (Raiden's Resident)"Any information?" Raiden asked Paul as he stepped inside the room, his hands dug inside his pockets. He paused on his moves once he took a look at the man tied to the chair undergoing torture.Staring at him from head to toe, he nodded purely practically.The sight was brutal, the man's head was hanging low, blood dripping from his nose, and sweat all over his almost naked body."Unfortunately, no. There was no sign of Luciano, even Allen and Aidan went into hiding after Liam was abducted. Paul announced, poking his cheek inwardly, face focused on barely alive Liam."Do you think they knew he was with us?" Ivan inquired, his attention fully focused on his boss Raiden.Raiden stepped forward to where Liam was being chained down, he looked like he was lost in thought as his arms were crossed, and his thump brushing his lips. "It should interest you that Luciano is not as dumb as you think... I'm pretty sure he knows we are here and might be plannin
Once Mell was done taking her ginger drink, she approached the sack closer to the downward cabinets. Bracing herself. All confident even though she knew she suck at cooking, nevertheless, she won't sit back and starve to death. Not when she was on her period.Putting her hair in a bun, she reached out to touch the bag of flour, she could feel a gentle powderiness that caressed her hand like a whisper of snow. She could feel the soft grains of flour sliding through her fingers, leaving a smooth, silky sensation on her skin, she grinned, smiling coyly at herself as she felt the smooth content.It was rice flour. She smiled and then went ahead to measure a cupful needed to prepare her rice noodles."Today I'm going to do this. Just mix this and that, knead, and stretch. That's it." She beamed. Then stir fry, reheat, and cook. What else? She was rambling whilst bringing out the needed utensils for her cooking."Easy right?" She pouts, remembering how Jasper Cruz always prepared Rice noodl