XII. trapped
November 14, 2010 - 10:03pm — AliceV
The freak was fast, indeed...
...maybe it was also the hesitating of the guards that saved them.
He threw both of tham back, behind the corner.
Bullets perforating the wall next to him.
The freak didn't hesitate, simply dragged him with him.
They ran the way back...
Alexander was too confused and shocked to fight against it...
... though now would be the best chance for it... the freak was unarmed.... and busy with running.
Maybe... he should try...
... Jack turned his head, glared at him.
Okay, bad idea.
They rushed down the stairs.
One floor after the other...
... donw... down...
Until they reached the cellar.
Alexander was panting... his lungs hurt... it was impossible to run any further...
... Jack dragged him again.
He could hear steps behind it.
What was that freak even planning? It was impossible for him to escape... he was trapped down here...
... won't he notice?
The freak tried one door after the other.... until he found one unlocked.
Alxander was thrown into the room, he struggled, fell down on his knees.
He was still panting... completely exhaused.
He heard how the freak closed the door... then... a noise like something heavy scrapped the ground....
It was dark in here, there was only a small window, that let in some of the dawn's twilight.
Was it already morning again...?
Alexander tried to calm down... to think... where are they now....? Somewhere in the cellar... but where exactly... it smelled a bit musty... and old.
He hadn't been down here much often....
Again a noise of something heavy scraping the ground.
Oh, wait... was he... was he barricading the door?
Again... this noise...
Yes... he was.
He could hear him giggling...heard his heavy breath... heard steps on the ground.
The freak was approaching him...
If it wasn't so dark...
... Alexander felt him grabbing his shoulder, was forced up to his feet again.
"You are a pathetic hostage, you know that...?"
Slowly his eyes got used to the darkness... he could see the freak's face close to his again... he had put off the shades... He could see those frightening eyes... those... scars in his face...
For some reson the image of Jack slashing his wrist turned up into his mind again.
"You... you should have begged for your life a bit more... yes...he, he.. guess... we wouldn't be in this mess right now ...if... if you had do so..."
Suddenly he felt his tongue running over his cheek.
A shiver ran down Alexander's spine.
"...think... I should show you, what I mean, yes...?"
He suddenly felt sick... if that freak wouldn't still hold him , he would have sunken to the ground now.
Footsteps behind the door.
"He must be here...!"
"Check the rooms!"
Jack growled, turned around, dropped him where he was.
Alexander whimpered, fell down on his knees again, watched the frea pacing up and down. Finally he had a slight idea where they were... seems like some kind of storeroom.
The freak had baricaded the door with some of the shelves that stand around in here.
Someone tried to open the door. It didn't move.
Voices on the other site.
"Is it locked...?"
"I don't know... wait.. it moved a bit... something must block it from the inside..."
"Should we try to break it up..?"
"No wait...! Wait... for the others. I don't want to face that bastard on our own."
"But if he's in there..."
"... there is no escape anyways. We go back to the stairs, that's the only way out here..."
Silence.
Alexander stared at the door.
No... NO.. don't... DONT LET ME ALONE WITH HIM, ARE YOU NUTS?
Unable to speak... too afraid to speak.
He saw the freak turning around again... he looked satisfied...
... he started to grin.
"Hehe, seems... seems I lost again, yes...? No way out here... certainly not... no escape... he, he."
He crouched down in front of Alexander.
The look on his face full of anger... of hate... frustration... insanity...
"Too bad... too bad... I lwas longing to get out of here for years now... and... and I was so close again... yes?"
He grabbed Alexander's chin, his eyes narrow. The grin on his face suddenly looked more insane than before... if that was even possible...
"But.. seems... at least... we two have some time for us now... isn't that nice? Yes...? Just you... and me... How about a little game while we're waiting...?"
Something inside the dark haired snapped. Made him fight... fighting against the rope, that was stil tying up his hands... made him jump forward with a scream.
He charged at the freak, tried to bite, tried to kick... just tried him to hurt him in any possible way... tried to make him shut up...
This won't be easy for you, bastard!
That bastard started to laugh.
What.. what's so funny...?!
He started to fight even harder... bitting, kicking, bitting...
He tasted blood... Jack's blood...
... suddenly a heavy punch into his stomach.
He groaned, nearly lost consciousness.
Alexander rolled on his side, crouched together. It felt like he couldn't breath anymore...
Jack was panting... backed off a bit.
"Hey... hey... never.. never though... you have fighting spirit, Alex..."
He sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the dark haired in front of him.... he was still panting.
A bite on his throat.
He touched it... grinned.
"... and I never thought you would like me that much... he he he..." he smiled at him.
Alexander cursed... coughed...
"Shut.. shut yar... yar trap.. bloody... bastard..." he groaned. He was lost anyways, so he could tell that freak what he thought of him.
The freak brushed back his hair with his hand...
"Oh you..."
He stopped in the middle of his movement.
There was it... this look again.
He stared down on his wrist.
"Verflucht... verflucht noch mal... was..."
('Damn... damn it... what...')
He couldn't understand this... but he had the feeling that Jack was close to ripping of his skin again.
He was still staring at his wrist, an unbelieving... and somehow.... scared... look in his face...
"LASS MICH EINFACH IN RUHE DU VERFLUCHTES STÜCK DRECK!"
('Just leave ma alone you goddamn piece of dirt!')
The freak jumped up to his feet.
What the hell was his problem...?!
Alexander closed his eyes... he didn't want to see this a second time...
Silence.
... steps on the ground...
He carefully opened his eyes again... afraid of what he may would see...
Jack was pacing up and down again.
"Was... was ist wenn..."
('What... what if...')
He was still staring at his wrist.
What was that freak's problem?!
Alexander groaned again... he was still unable to move...
... well.. even if he would have been able... he would dare to start anything again.
As long as that freak was busy with himself... until the guards arrive...he had a chance to survive.
He kept watching him... he had still no idea what he was babbling about.
"Es... es gibt noch eine Verbindung... he, he.... vielleicht.... vielleicht..."
('There... there is still a connection... he, he... maybe... maybe...')[/i]
Alexander had still no clue what he was saying.
....but he had the feeling he was planning something. He didn't like that.
The dark haired started to fight against the ropes again.
Suddenly there where steps in front of the door.
Voices.
"In there... he... he must be there..."
Someone was heavily knocking against the door.
"Open the door! Open the door Mr. Strauss!"
The freak turned his head.
Alexander stopped his useless fight for a moment, hold his breath...
... was... was he saved now?
A heavy blow against the door.The shelves started to shake...
"Give up!"
Another heavy blow... a few things fell out of the shelves, glass shattered on the ground.
"You are trapped!"
Trapped... trapped like a filthy animal...!
You are dead, filthy animal, you are DEAD!
"Give up! There is no way out!"
Jack started to smile again.
Alexander didn't like that smile.
"... he he.... sure... sure about that..yes ?"
Another blow against the door. Just a matter of minutes... maybe seconds... until they get in here...
He turned around, grinned at Alexander.
"There is a way out."
My God, this is getting
I love how you can understand
haha thank you two
hnhn.... know what? i am on vacation next week...
... i am pondering if i should just stop it here or if i should finish this whole thing before i am gone xDD
stopping would be... mean i guess? 8)
yes that would be mean of
:'D
but i like to be
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he, he, he...
...dunno i try my best xD i want to finish this as soon as possible anyways... else my head will explode >>'
Oh no, don't let it explode.
No but seriously, write it when you still have the muse for it^^ in other words; asap. >8D haha I'll look forward to read it anyway <3
Oh my, I thought I had
Stunning. <3
Ah? Wheres the continue?!
Btw the pics are showing his picto, right? I can't see them, but I guessed it would be that. Or what? o.o
woops.. sorry, forgot to add
and, yes... it was the picto... the link is broken because this wasn't viewed often enough |D
I haven't the pic i used here on my laptop, so i can't fix it now... heh... will do that the next days or so.
Thanks for pointing out... and thanks a thon for reading my stuff <3
Ah, thankies ♥ Oh,
Oh, I see xD
But you don't have to hurry. Or maybe not, I don't know how important it is to you that this is 100% perfect, but I think it's fine~ Thats just my opinion, of course |D
No problem ^^ And thanks for posting so I'm able to read this ♥-stuff