Emily Redd., Snowbear. Dietzen [ebook audio reader TXT] 📗
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instinct in fighting to stay awake" the voice which I’ve guessed to be an older male pauses. *laughs* "I wouldn't be surprised if she was listening to us talk right now..."
The voice trails off as the big door swings open.
I look up to see my kidnappers.
The older voice was defiantly the shifter but I didn't recognize the 15 or so year old, but he looked nice! NO! Emily doesn’t get detracted! I took a deep breath and watched the scan in front of me.
The shifter walked up to me and in one quick movement I was laying backwards on the ground still tied to the stupid chair with out my weapons.
I was in shock just now realizing what just happened.
<>HE SLAPPED ME! DID HE JUST SLAPE ME!!! NO OF CORSE NOT IF HE SLAPPED ME I WOULD'VE KNOCK HIM DOWN A SLIT HIS THRUOT! Although I hate to admit it he really truthfully slapped me!
I ground "...you coward..." sadly it was too late to take back those words (I was pissed okay?) But I got kick from the side by the big man. I spat up blood and happily kept my mouth shut this time. :D
The shifter suddenly filled my view his breath smelled like rotting flesh and I wanted more than anything to turn away but I held my ground staring him down like what the dominant pack leader dose to lesser animals. His eyes wavered and he looked away.
Sure I probably pissed him off even more and would maybe...no definitely regret it I just one thing to say about the subject <> I win!!!!
He growled loudly and I saw some movement, again I could not defend myself as I watched his fist like a speeding bullet fly towards me-
thock
The sound of flesh hitting flesh could be heard echoing off the cement walls, but I didn't feel any pain, it wasn’t me that got hit.
I looked up to see that young looking boy In front of me blocking the shifters other arm with his, he spoke "Now, now Ron we don’t need to rough up the girl we just need to take her to her cell is all" he smiled putting down his arm letting Ron to move freely.
"Okay," was all Ron said
I stuck my tough out and laughed. I looked at the boy and asked “so kid what’s your name?”
He tuned to me and I finally looked at him he had thick black hair, soft chocolate eyes, thin eye brows And, he didn’t look like a super model
in-fact he was more human than any of the regular freaks I deal with, then he spoke, I realized he had a bit of a German accent, “my names Swithin”.
Something stabbed at My thigh, I looked down to see a needle was piercing from the soft skin, I looked up at him one more time and once again those gray dots filled my vision.
* * *
I was cold, hearing the rattle of chains from behind me I realized my hands were bound. I was laying on a old mattress the creaked when I sat up, my shoes were gone and I was wearing a t-shirt with jogging pants “great they stripped me and now I’m wearing this crap. Grrrr… what if they looked at me, perverts!!!!!!!! Well at least they stuck me in more bearable room to wait for my emendate doom in”.
The room I’m also sways but its fitted with velvet, full of old furniture made for the queen of England sadly I couldn’t even explore the place since I’m chained to this old bed that sooooo dose not match this room! The room is light by candles and the little light leaking form the bard windows indicated it was now night what time of night I really don’t know.
Wait! What about the girl with the green eyes, the witch is she okay???? Man I’m a sorry excuse of a hunter if I can’t even remember one hostage!
that’s when the cherry wood door from the far right of the room opened, and in came Swithin.
My heart beat against my chest as if trying to get to him but that is one thing ill never trust to any one. I avoided his eyes. “oh! So your mad at me from earlier aren’t you??” I clench my teeth avoiding showing my anger of him talking to me like a little kid, man I wanted to punch him, did it already mention is was mad? Then I asked.
“so now what you toke my clothes like a pervert and you have me on a boat in the middle of who knows were, so were are you going to take me???” he cleared his thought and I finally met his eyes.
“just so you know im not a pervert and I didn’t look at you, in fact I plan to take you to my beloved king john for further discussion on what to do with you”.
I froze my eyes wide as my heart sank and icicles trickled down my spine, not john please not thee john, but I could not deny it, for it was thee john the one that was feared by every hunter. Know one knew what he really was and so many hunters have been killed by his hand, if he saw me he would spare me no mercy and I would most likely be torched the killed, no I will not die a meaningless death.
“Hello??? Earth to human?”. I was snapped back to reality with Swithin right in front of my face, I flinched and instinctively my hand tried to punch only to be reminded I was still chained to a bed and I was pushed by cruel gravity and hit the back riling of the bed. Swithin burst out laughing and reach to help me up “man humans are so entertaining” he chocked back chuckles and composed him self. That’s when I asked.
“So you know what I am and I still don’t know what you are…” I sat crouching on the bed while he admired a bouquet of flowers. He again laughed but not as ample.
“So? I like guessing games! Pulse you’re the prisoner and why would I tell you? you could kill me!” he smiled. And sat down at on of the velvet covered chairs but slipped off and landed on his butt. I bit down on my tough and this time I tried not to laugh.
He quickly got up and picked up the chair smashing it against on of the far walls, he was stronger that I thought and the playfulness in the air evaporated turning every thing serious. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end and I kept a close eye on Swithin, he spoke “why make such accursed furniture damn Islamic textiles! I don’t care if it for decorative use.” he heaved a great sigh and sat on a wooden stool instead, “sorry to of upset you but please go to bed you’ll need plenty of rest for tomorrow. I rolled over on my side and all the candles blew out I was in complete and utter darkness, just hearing the wooden floor creak the and the waves hit the side of the boat repeatedly, Swithin didn’t breath so I guess he didn’t need to… I couldn’t sleep and a couple hours later Swithin started singing to him self his viscose was soft and silky…
“Please help me reach the sky,
Mommy I’m lost again,
for you left me there,
alone to play pretended
lost in emptiness
I'm the boy of a ghost.
how am I to reach it mom?
When your the one I miss the most.
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Then you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again
Mom were am I?
Im scared please help me!
Please come home
And hold me till were both free,
lost in emptiness
I'm the boy of a ghost.
how am I to reach it mom?
When your the one I miss the most.
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Then you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again
glass scatters across the floor
And once again you close the door
But that night you did not return
and I was left alone with burns...
Were are you mom?
How come I have no one?
Why did you let them in?
I feel so alone, I promise to protect Rin…
Then you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again... “
I stayed up all night listening to those words what happened and who’s Rin?
End of chapter 1. Witches Chapter 2
The voice trails off as the big door swings open.
I look up to see my kidnappers.
The older voice was defiantly the shifter but I didn't recognize the 15 or so year old, but he looked nice! NO! Emily doesn’t get detracted! I took a deep breath and watched the scan in front of me.
The shifter walked up to me and in one quick movement I was laying backwards on the ground still tied to the stupid chair with out my weapons.
I was in shock just now realizing what just happened.
<>HE SLAPPED ME! DID HE JUST SLAPE ME!!! NO OF CORSE NOT IF HE SLAPPED ME I WOULD'VE KNOCK HIM DOWN A SLIT HIS THRUOT! Although I hate to admit it he really truthfully slapped me!
I ground "...you coward..." sadly it was too late to take back those words (I was pissed okay?) But I got kick from the side by the big man. I spat up blood and happily kept my mouth shut this time. :D
The shifter suddenly filled my view his breath smelled like rotting flesh and I wanted more than anything to turn away but I held my ground staring him down like what the dominant pack leader dose to lesser animals. His eyes wavered and he looked away.
Sure I probably pissed him off even more and would maybe...no definitely regret it I just one thing to say about the subject <> I win!!!!
He growled loudly and I saw some movement, again I could not defend myself as I watched his fist like a speeding bullet fly towards me-
thock
The sound of flesh hitting flesh could be heard echoing off the cement walls, but I didn't feel any pain, it wasn’t me that got hit.
I looked up to see that young looking boy In front of me blocking the shifters other arm with his, he spoke "Now, now Ron we don’t need to rough up the girl we just need to take her to her cell is all" he smiled putting down his arm letting Ron to move freely.
"Okay," was all Ron said
I stuck my tough out and laughed. I looked at the boy and asked “so kid what’s your name?”
He tuned to me and I finally looked at him he had thick black hair, soft chocolate eyes, thin eye brows And, he didn’t look like a super model
in-fact he was more human than any of the regular freaks I deal with, then he spoke, I realized he had a bit of a German accent, “my names Swithin”.
Something stabbed at My thigh, I looked down to see a needle was piercing from the soft skin, I looked up at him one more time and once again those gray dots filled my vision.
* * *
I was cold, hearing the rattle of chains from behind me I realized my hands were bound. I was laying on a old mattress the creaked when I sat up, my shoes were gone and I was wearing a t-shirt with jogging pants “great they stripped me and now I’m wearing this crap. Grrrr… what if they looked at me, perverts!!!!!!!! Well at least they stuck me in more bearable room to wait for my emendate doom in”.
The room I’m also sways but its fitted with velvet, full of old furniture made for the queen of England sadly I couldn’t even explore the place since I’m chained to this old bed that sooooo dose not match this room! The room is light by candles and the little light leaking form the bard windows indicated it was now night what time of night I really don’t know.
Wait! What about the girl with the green eyes, the witch is she okay???? Man I’m a sorry excuse of a hunter if I can’t even remember one hostage!
that’s when the cherry wood door from the far right of the room opened, and in came Swithin.
My heart beat against my chest as if trying to get to him but that is one thing ill never trust to any one. I avoided his eyes. “oh! So your mad at me from earlier aren’t you??” I clench my teeth avoiding showing my anger of him talking to me like a little kid, man I wanted to punch him, did it already mention is was mad? Then I asked.
“so now what you toke my clothes like a pervert and you have me on a boat in the middle of who knows were, so were are you going to take me???” he cleared his thought and I finally met his eyes.
“just so you know im not a pervert and I didn’t look at you, in fact I plan to take you to my beloved king john for further discussion on what to do with you”.
I froze my eyes wide as my heart sank and icicles trickled down my spine, not john please not thee john, but I could not deny it, for it was thee john the one that was feared by every hunter. Know one knew what he really was and so many hunters have been killed by his hand, if he saw me he would spare me no mercy and I would most likely be torched the killed, no I will not die a meaningless death.
“Hello??? Earth to human?”. I was snapped back to reality with Swithin right in front of my face, I flinched and instinctively my hand tried to punch only to be reminded I was still chained to a bed and I was pushed by cruel gravity and hit the back riling of the bed. Swithin burst out laughing and reach to help me up “man humans are so entertaining” he chocked back chuckles and composed him self. That’s when I asked.
“So you know what I am and I still don’t know what you are…” I sat crouching on the bed while he admired a bouquet of flowers. He again laughed but not as ample.
“So? I like guessing games! Pulse you’re the prisoner and why would I tell you? you could kill me!” he smiled. And sat down at on of the velvet covered chairs but slipped off and landed on his butt. I bit down on my tough and this time I tried not to laugh.
He quickly got up and picked up the chair smashing it against on of the far walls, he was stronger that I thought and the playfulness in the air evaporated turning every thing serious. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end and I kept a close eye on Swithin, he spoke “why make such accursed furniture damn Islamic textiles! I don’t care if it for decorative use.” he heaved a great sigh and sat on a wooden stool instead, “sorry to of upset you but please go to bed you’ll need plenty of rest for tomorrow. I rolled over on my side and all the candles blew out I was in complete and utter darkness, just hearing the wooden floor creak the and the waves hit the side of the boat repeatedly, Swithin didn’t breath so I guess he didn’t need to… I couldn’t sleep and a couple hours later Swithin started singing to him self his viscose was soft and silky…
“Please help me reach the sky,
Mommy I’m lost again,
for you left me there,
alone to play pretended
lost in emptiness
I'm the boy of a ghost.
how am I to reach it mom?
When your the one I miss the most.
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Then you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again
Mom were am I?
Im scared please help me!
Please come home
And hold me till were both free,
lost in emptiness
I'm the boy of a ghost.
how am I to reach it mom?
When your the one I miss the most.
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Then you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again
glass scatters across the floor
And once again you close the door
But that night you did not return
and I was left alone with burns...
Were are you mom?
How come I have no one?
Why did you let them in?
I feel so alone, I promise to protect Rin…
Then you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again... “
I stayed up all night listening to those words what happened and who’s Rin?
End of chapter 1. Witches Chapter 2
Rachel Adams.
Chapter 2. Taken hostage?!? All I did was go shopping!!! You know, I didn’t ask for this.
Birds chirped from outside making a song out of a new day, *tweet, tweet* ah I could lay hear forever! THE SHEET ON MY BED WERE SUN KISSED AND so cozy I stretch enjoying this moment in time… I feel something lay on my chest “RACHEL TIME FOR SCHOOL!!!!” I leap out of bed and the cat on my chest goes flying! “MEOW!!!!’ he yells.
“Freckly don’t scare me like that!!!!” I yell looking down at my grey puff ball of a cat.
He get up from under the through blankets and stands at my feet.
“sorry Rachel but I don’t want you to miss another day at school you already need to turn it that history report…and no I wont talk to Mr. nelson about it.” he looks up at me seriously I groan inwardly sure get a cat they help you live a calmer life stupid commercial ad. I pick him up and set him on my shoulders.
“you know one thing I don’t get is the fact you can’t REMEMBER THE WEEKS FROM THE WEEKENDS!!!!” Freckles looks at me and plops on my shoulder some how staying on and says.
“OMG I’m sooo sorry Rachel I forgot again you could of slept in this morning!!!! but since your awake why don’t you get me some breakfast.” ugh I don’t care if this cat can talk it will still act like a cat. I take him off my shoulder and set here on the ground.
“sorry I’ll have to go out and get you something why don’t you wait here?” before the little feline could say anything Rachel was dressed and out in a flash. He mumbles.
“some times her power is just annoying but at least ill be feed faster than a normal cat in this situation” he
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