MYSTIQUE DAMON

Chapter 5: Drops Make the Difference

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 her poor heart. No escape routine was able to work.

 "Perhaps you haven't tried enough, perhaps you are waiting for a savior which you are not certain, while not taking action, yes you are weak but where is your fighting spirit, let that boldness and courage take over you.

 Don't sit and wait for results, work for it." she subconsciously struggled with her thoughts and quickly as if she were timing the men, determined by her spirit to escape this once and for all. 

As if there were some sort of force acting upon her, she sneakily stood up, slowly moving backward, she doesn't know how she come about the strength, but for someone who is fighting for survival at least she needs to strike while the iron is hot.

Slowly moving backward, her eyes screening the men and seeing how they were carried away by whatever they were discussing, she took to her heels, running with the only strength in her to God knows where.

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The elite men rode as fast as they could, tracking the car, and luckily, they were able to arrive a few hours late. They saw the car and were able to recognize it from the way it was described to them.

"Surrounds the forest, all should be caught alive; Arson stay in the car and make sure you get the keys from whosoever that will be trying to escape with it."

The chilly guy commands, with a husky dangerous voice, a voice which carries rage. This time around, he was calculating every sound, and he gestured with his two fingers to the men to follow up. 

The men strode down the thick forest, carefully following behind their leader. They moved in full force and maintained a wide speed.

Back in the forest, the men were busy chatting away not knowing their captive had escaped and by the time they were able to notice, they roared in anger. 

"Get me that bitch. You idiots" Garkie the leader of the group roars and with the speed of lighting, they all disappeared into The woods searching for her.

THE RESCUE.

The trees roar, responding to nature followed by heavy rainfall. Sounds of leaves crashing with each other were heard accompanied by a footstep running and panting. 

The thunderstorm roars and lightning strikes all this happens as she kept running and running without destination, but the men were faster than her, and before she could think of taking cover, they already grabbed her hand, slamming her onto the ground.

"Please let me go, I swear I didn't do anything."

She pleaded with tears rolling down her face, her hair in a tangled mess, and her voice cracked from wandering around in the forest as she was held captive. Looking at the able-bodied men surrounding her, chills ran down her spine as one of the men leaned closer to her face and pulled her hair. Dragging her along with him.

 They brought out a chain and her eyes widened immediately after she saw it. Trembling and coupled with terror in her eyes, she keeps edging backward, her hands shaking in cold.

"I am not moved by your tears… don't think you will fool me with those." He gave out a menacing laughter throwing her on the ground causing her to sustain more injuries on her face.

She was already shivering, and looking at the huddles of men, none of them seemed to help, rather they laughed along, taking turns to torture her. They either dragged her by the hair or they kick her on any part of her body, and she winces on the floor.

The man walked straight up to her, slowly lifting her face and sending another resounding slap across her face. The man already turning into a kind of dangerous monster with his actions. He slaps her countlessly and when he can't take it again, chain bonds her hands together and tosses her alongside one of the trees.

Her heart bleeds in pain and uncontrollably, tears streaming freely down her cheeks.  There is nothing she can do, even if there will be a miracle, maybe she will be dead before it happens.

She clutched on the chain with her knees folded up in fear and panic, she wanted to run away, but she knows her strength and capabilities were not a match to the men.

She lowered her head, muttering inaudibly to her creator for him to touch their minds so that they can pity and release her. But as she looked up, it seemed her prayers were futile as one of the men advanced towards her wearing only his pants.

"No! No! No." Her heart skipped a beat as she closed her eyes. "God, please, I rather die than let them have me." 

"Come over here you bitch"

The man yelled out to her and heavy laughter echoed in the forest. The men were having a fun evening at the expense of her comfort. She trembled, pushing back as much as her strength could handle.

"It seems the bitch is acting stubborn." One of the men with husky muscles said, and the men again gave out hullabaloo laughter.

She screamed as they dragged her along, the men walking around her like they found some evening meat.

"Let me go please, let me go please."

She pleaded, kicking with every ounce of strength in her, but it seemed she was beating the air as they dropped her on the floor, held her two bonds hands backward, and parted her legs.

"Noooo...." She screamed.

!! Bang! Bang!!!.... A hullabaloo sound was heard and the next moment the men were off her. It happened so quickly that she wasn't able to tell what just happened, she watched in absolutely shocked as the men were being flung away like a feather.

A quick fight broke out between the husky huddles and the elite men. The men sensing who they were attacking retreated, but before they could escape, their leader was immediately yanked backward, and he felt his body slammed hard into the trees.

"How Da.....dare yo….you…" he stuttered, but before he could finish, the man already grabbed his neck, pinning him to the tree, leaving his legs dangling in the air. He struggled with his breath, and when he realized that the man holding him might strangle him to death if he continued being stubborn. 

And immediately waved to his men to drop their weapons, and they did exactly as they were commanded.

Without providing care whether his men were instructed or not, he again flung him away and this time around, he slammed hard into another tree. Without saying a word, he turned behind him and saw the girl laying down helplessly.

He could see fears, anxiety, confusion, and all kinds of emotions written over her. Slowly he walked up.

She shivers, slowly and nervously moving backward with her eyes on a low. 

Her tousled hair makes already adds to her poor state. As it makes her look more like a beast than a human.

She was already messy and the scenes that played in her presence now seemed to intensify her fears and she trembled as the man approached her.

The man fixed his gaze on her as he kept walking towards her, he looked at her as if he found some pry and his gaze not leaving her. Her heart thumped wildly, and she struggled with it, clenching her body amidst the trembling.  When the man was closed enough, he leaned in, paused, and peeked at her, and then!

"Close your eyes......" He ordered her, and she shivers, her shoulders shake, his hoarse voice sped up her breath and she struggled to control it.  This situation is beyond her, everything that had happened, her heart can't process it. She shut her eyes in fear, hot tears not leaving her face, and they stream freely down her cheeks. She was biddable this time.

Soon she felt her hands-free from the bonds, it was such a bizarre situation, but she wasn't in her normal state to process how it happened, her life was already messy. Shocked and confused took over her as she stared at the man who was leaning very close to her. Her brain stopped functioning and the only thought that kept running through her mind was to hold on to this man and beg to be saved. 

The terror she just experienced finally took over her, she couldn't help herself again and this time she felt her pause leaving her, her adrenaline had stopped only her eyes were fighting to stay awake, and she knows she couldn't stay long. She felt nausea down her stomach, she blinked repeatedly, her heart already speeding up quickly, and it seemed it was unable to hold her again.

Slowly she wrapped her frail arm around the man's hands as if they were being bonded in marital bliss.

"Save me…. Please" was all she managed to stuttered before collapsing.

The man watched the young girl who just collapse in his arms. He could feel her whole body trembling from the fear and terror she had experienced. Seeing how terrible she looks shows how much torture she must have passed through at their hands. Without minding how dirty her body is, the mud covering her entire clothes making it look like she was bathed in the mud.  Carefully, he removed all the surrounding bonds, gently lifting her in a princess style, and with that, he left the forest.