Cracking masks

Cracking masks

1830, Great Britain. Mysterious murders have been carried out, with no evidence but notes to be found. A mysterious girl enters London, finding out about the murders. Her past dwells with them, no way to discover how or why. (Saphirethehedgehog, CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!)

published on December 09, 2015not completed

Chapter 4

After walking around with Jason and buying what I needed, I headed home alone. I carried my heavy bag, exhaling another hot breath into the silent cold. Well, another hour walk until I arrive.
I took more steps into the snow, listening to the silent crunch! of the snow. I realized something; wasn't there supposed to be one step instaid of two at the same time? I turned, but it was too late; there was a rag over my mouth and a knife against my neck. I instantly fell to sleep, no idea what my kidnapper looked like.
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I felt around the ground I was lying on. Stone? Tile? It was hard to tell; it was extremely dark. I heard a door open, causing light to poor in. I saw what made my movment limited- chains. I tried yanking on them, but the man in front of me just laughed. "They're bound to the wall, darling! Cmon, the boss needs ya." He chuckled with an Italian accent, dragging me after they took the chains off. "Freak! You really think you can get a girl like that!?" I screamed, letting my Italian accent slip. He laughed again, awnsering. "Oh, gals love me! Mainly ones who obey!" He shouted, kicking me to the ground.
I looked up to see a blond man with scraggly hair and baby blue eyes. I laughed. "Gentalmen, you obey a man who looks like a child!" I exclaimed, still laughing. The man got up from his seat and kicked me in the gut, causing me to bend forward. I bit his leg, still trying to not laugh. "Lady, acting like that will get you in trouble!" He shouted with an American accent. "Kidnapping children would get ya in trouble! You really obey a kid this dumb?" I sneered, getting up.
"How bout ya call your daddy to come save you, then, brat!" He replied, trying to swoop me from my feet. I dodged the kick, making him ram his leg into the man who brought me here's stomach. "Sorry, my family was murdered. I have a butler to call though!" I exclaimed, picking up the phone. "A butler!? Ha! They can't fight!" The leader laughed. I smirked, picking up the phone. "Nathan? Yes, I ran into some brats. May you come help me please?" I asked, listening to the phone fall. "Funny, my butler just dropped the phone and ran." I exclaimed, setting the phone back into its place.
They started circling around me, trying to make me scared. I just laughed, shoving my way out. "And who stays out? THE BABY WHO LEADS YOU!" I sneered, jamming my elbow into the mans stomach. They started jumping on me all at once, trying to hold me down. Well, they won. "Fine, but he still looks like a child!" I sneered, relaxing my joints. They put a cloriphorm rag over my mouth again, making me black out.
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SNAP !! I really like ur story it really cool!!
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Thanks!
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No problem !
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