Torture

My eyes widened and the man leaned back. With a roll of his eyes he told me with a bored voice. "He told me you would act this way." He?
"Who are you talking about?" I asked through clenched teeth. The man ignored me as he sighed and rubbed his jaw. "Oh, and that boy isn't really the reason why you're really here." The man said like an afterthought.

My eyes widened for a fraction of a second, but he caught it. His lips tilted up a little, "Are you confused? I know I would be." He told me with a creepy chuckle that made my blood run cold. "Oh!" He suddenly said, snapping his fingers. "I almost forgot." He then reached into his suit and pulled out a folded up piece of paper.

I took a small step back as he unfolded the paper. Once it was unfolded, he threw it at me. I caught it and hesitantly looked down at the thing, not really wanting to take my eyes off the strange man. I quickly scanned the paper and my eyes widened as my heart started to pick up in my chest.

It was a wanted poster...of me.

Wanted: Magnolia's Number One Assassin

Name: Unknown

Age: Unknown

Gender: Female

Height: 5'6/ 5'7

Weapon(s): Twin Daggers

Magic: Lost Magic

Description: This woman is very dangerous. She is a top rated assassin who has taken the title of, 'Magnolia's Number One Assassin'. We do not have much information about this woman, but we do know that she is highly skilled and dangerous. However, we do believe she is heading further into Magnolia. We urge you all to be on high alert and do not engage her at any cost. If you do happen to see her, send word immediately to us.
Do not kill her on sight; we wish for her to be alive. Thank you.
~The Dark Wizard Master

I stared at the piece of paper in complete disbelief. I...I couldn't wrap my mind around this. So, this is what Gildarts had been talking about when he told me that even he had been out searching for me.

How...how did they know where I had gone? Dammit, this was my fault. I should have left a long time ago. Now, I had put my Guild and friends in danger. My eyes got caught up on the bottom of the paper, 'The Dark Wizard Master'. Who the hell was that and why was he after me?

I looked back up at the man who had taken me. "Do you work for him?" I asked him with narrowed eyes. The man quirked a eyebrow at me, "What do you think?" I clenched my teeth together, I thought yes. "What are you going to do with me now?" His dark eyes flashed to the wanted poster in my hand. "Exactly what that says to do if someone sees you." Ah, so he was going to turn me in to this Dark Wizard guy and most likely collect a hefty reward.

I cocked my head at him and I practically snarled. "Then what was that bullshit about Natsu Dragneel?" The man grinned at me and shook his head with a dark laugh. "I never said that was bullshit." My heart stopped and then began to jump around wildly in my chest. "Don't you dare touch him." I warned him lowly. "This will be the only warning you will receive."

He just smiled at me. Then,
with a wave of his hand, the door behind us opened, and he began walking towards it. "Oi! You better head my warning!" I shouted at him as I threw the paper away from me. He didn't even look back. My blood began to boil and I saw red. With a screech I ran at him. I reached out my hand and my hand wrapped around his jacket. I yanked and the man stumbled back from the only exit.

With a enraged scream that even surprised me, I grabbed a fistful of his hair, and wretched his head back. I let go of his jacket and wrapped my hand over his throat. I leaned in and whispered, "This is your last warning."

I tightened my grip and was one second away from breaking his neck when I was thrown back. My body hit the wall with a loud thud and my head cracked off the wall. I slumped to the floor in a daze. I blinked to clear my vision and tried to understand what the hell happened.

The man was looking at me with such hatred in his eyes that it made me shiver. He turned to leave and in his place was this other man who I guess had thrown me. The man, who I suppose was the leader, was out the door when he slowly turned his head to me. The door started to close and I heard his voice when he muttered, "Liar."

The new guy in the room was freaking tall. He was probably over six feet, with long black hair that covered his eyes. He was strong, his muscles were practically trying to burst out of his clothes. I chuckled and tried to sit up. I leaned back against the wall and eyed the guy. He was staring at me with his arms crossed. "So...what are you supposed to be? My babysitter?" I say with a sigh. He stayed absolutely silent.

Okay. This conversation was very one sided. I leaned my head back against the wall and waited. As I waited, the wanted poster's words flickered through my head. Questions surged in my head also. Who was this Dark Wizard Master? What did he want from me? Who was this guy who had taken me? But the most important and the most pressing question that swirled through my head was, what was going to happen to Natsu?

I waited and waited some more. It felt like hours, maybe even days, before the door creaked open again. I opened my eyes and looked toward the door. My babysitter left without a glance at me. In his place was a much skinner guy...but this guy seemed...darker for some reason. The guy walked to me with a creepy smile.

He crouched down so we were eye level.

Still smiling he said, "I'm supposed to take care of you." That was all the warning I got. His arm shot out and his hand wrapped around my throat. I instantly choked and started to claw at his hand.

With a low grunt he picked me up by the throat and threw me. With a yelp I hit the wall hard and slid down. I felt something hot run down my neck and I reached up to feel around.

When my shaking hand came away from the back of my head, my hand was smeared with blood. I looked up when I heard the guy's echoing footsteps coming my way. "I-I thought you needed me alive..?" I choked out. The guy laughed twistedly at me when he said. "We don't need you anymore, now that we know the Salamander is coming."

Once again my heart stopped and my blood began to boil. With a growl I leaped at him. My fists came down and connected with his jaw. His head snapped back and he stumbled. I didn't waste any time. I shot forward and rammed my foot into his stomach. With a grunt he took another step back. But he was fast. He kicked out and his leg hit my own legs. I lost my balance and landed on my side.

The air was knocked out of me but I tried to stand up. Before I could, the man slammed into me, and held me down. I bucked against the weight but I was still weak from the drug that they used to knock me out.

I didn't stand a chance.

His fists came down and connected with my cheek. I let out a pained noise and tried to hit him back. One large hand grabbed my wrist and twisted it. I screamed when I heard a loud crack. He had shattered my wrist.

Bastard.

I gritted my teeth together and tried to kick him in between the legs. The man lifted his leg and brought it down, which stopped my blow, and entangled our legs together. Using one hand he grabbed my other wrist and wretched them both above my head. My back bowed off the ground and tears of pain appeared in my eyes from the pain in my broken wrist.

I let out a screech and head butted him. He yelped when his nose broke and blood poured out. I smirked through the pain. "Bitch!" He roared and with his free hand he dug around in his pocket. He pulled out a blood-coated dagger and brought it to eye level. He ran the dagger down my cheek and smiled. "You shouldn't have done that." He muttered, referring to his nose.

I chuckled, "It's an improvement." Then I spit in his face. He wiped his face with his arm and growled at me. Without warning he slashed his wickedly sharp dagger across my face. I screamed when hot pain shot up my face. The dagger made a trail from my face to my stomach.

He cut my clothes exposing my scared up stomach. "One more scar wouldn't hurt, right?" He told me with a dark grin. The daggers tip was put on my stomach and my stomach quivered with the cold point.

Then he gently pressed the point of the dagger into my flesh. I sucked in a sharp breath when the dagger's point broke the skin. With a sharp thrust the dagger ripped into my stomach. I screamed and struggled against him. "What a beautiful sound." He hummed to himself. Tears ran down my cheeks and I hissed when a tear made the cut on my cheek burn.

I made a choked noise when he twisted the dagger in further. I tried to get my wrist free from his grip but I just couldn't. I was weakening. Blood ran into my eye from my cheek and I tried to blink it away. My body was alive with hot pain. All I could hear were my own screams as the man kept cutting into me with his dagger.

I could hear the tearing of my own flesh and the soft laughter from him. My body gave a hard jerk and then seemed to just quite. I slumped to the ground and stared up at the ceiling as he cut into me again. I didn't feel it though... My body was shutting down. My eyes were closing when the whole building shook.

I thought the man stopped but I was just too tired to care. I just wanted to slip into the comforting darkness. I sucked in a breath but couldn't. I couldn't breath. A gurgling sound escaped me and the sharp taste of blood filled my mouth. It seemed like I was drowning in my own blood. Huh...maybe I was...?

I let out a soft sigh and my eyelids grew heavy. I couldn't keep them open. My head lolled to the side where the door was when the building shook again. I didn't know where the man had gone but I forced my eyes to stay open.

Just a bit longer...I told myself. A little longer...