Lost in the darkness
Hoping for a sign
Instead there's only silence
Can't you hear my screams?
Ansa screamed as the whip struck her back. She tugged on the chains that were clamped down around both her wrists. Her long brown hair, which was in uneven, unhealthy and in chucks, flew around her as she fought. She pulled on the chains again, which are connected to the wall, trying another hopeless attempt to break free. The whip came lashing down again making her knees buckle as they lost their strength. Even my legs are giving up, she thought as she crumpled to the floor. The rough ground of the cell scraped her arms and face as she landed with a hurtful bang. No tears came from her eyes, her whole body dried up from in the inside out. The whip came slicing down, drawing bleed and a wail of pain and absolute misery escaped her lips. A dark chuckle came from behind her and her body shivered at the ghastly sound. The man stepped on her back, making it harder for her to breath. A choking sound came from her throat as she felt the need to cough from the dirt on the floor. Slowly, he sat down, setting all his weight on top of her. Suddenly, he ran a finger along her neck and down her back, making her gasp in surprise and horror. She shuddered as the feeling of ice and spiders came over her.
"Stop," her voice croaked, against her will. Shut up! Her mind screamed. Shut up, shut up, shut up!
She sensed the man shaking his head as he laughed again. "What have I told you about speaking against me, love?" His hands were now roamed along her sides possessively.
"Don't... touch... me..." she stammered. His hands gripped her tightly, his nails digging and cutting into her soft flesh. A pathetic whimper came from Asna. She raked her bloody fingers and nails along the rough floor as is if trying to dig her way out.
"You have pushed my patience for the last time," he growled and spun her around so that her back was against the floor. Sitting down on her hips, he gazed down at her. She closed her eyes, shaking, as her body groaned in protest. "Now..." he purred, running his knife along her cheek, slicing a thin cut. "Would you rather lose your tongue or your eyes?"
Never stop hoping
Need to know where you are
But one thing's for sure
You're always in my heart
Adair bolted from the town. The shouting and screaming followed him as he ran. "Quickly!" some yelled. "After him!" The sound of galloping horses chased after him. Adair silently thanked the government for banning all vehicle use in the country (besides planes and helicopters). Knowing they wouldn't be able to catch him if he didn't take a break or slow down, he continued his fast pace. An arrow zipped through the air and entered his arm. It made him laugh.
"Arrows can't kill me idiots!" he chuckled and tugged the arrow out of his arm, ignoring the spark of pain. His skin shimmered as it healed. He turned sharply and went to the bridge. The forest rose on the other side. When I get there, I can lose them easily. Adair thought, smirking. This is almost too easy.
Irony loves him because right after he thought that a rope went around his leg. It tightened, pulling roughing and he went tumbling to the ground. A growl of frustration came from him as he pushed himself to a crouching position. The people on horses surrounded him.
"The city will be pleased with us," a women said, grinning as she flipped her long hair out of her face.
"Indeed," chuckled a man.
Adair snarled at them. He couldn't get caught now. He had just located her, but still hadn't found-
The women dismounted her horse. "What's your-" she started to ask but didn't get the chance to finish. Adair changed into a wolf and pounced on her. The scream that erupted from her mouth hurt his now sensitive ears. His claws dug into her white coloured skin. staining it with red blood. The rope tugged on him, catching him off guard. The people pulled so hard on it that it ripped him off of the women who was still barely alive. Whipping around he bite the rope, snapping it then leaped at a horse. The horse neighed and reared up, shaking it's head violently as he clung to it neck. His sharp canines suck into it and clenched. The horse shuddered then collapsed. In a split second, he let go and jumped over the horse to the now empty space.
"He's getting away!" someone screeched angrily. Oh ya baby, he grinned, loping onto the bridge.
"He almost killed her!" His tail twitched and he took one last glance back to the group. Some were helping the women, while the rest had started to come after him. Idiots~ he thought, shaking his head. You were asking for trouble when you started chasing me...
Adair darted into the woods, disappearing into the thickets and darkness.
I'll find you somewhere
I'll keep on trying
Until my dying day
I just need to know
Whatever has happened
The truth will free my soul