I gotta admit, this wasn't the first time a knife has been held to my throat, and it most probably won't definitely be the last.

I felt like kicking myself for overlooking the obvious, I'd been too quick to protect Antonio that I forgot to question why he hadn't collapsed as well. In fact, now that I think about it, he also hadn't eaten a single thing tonight. I had chalked it up to him being too nervous to eat and worrying himself about others. But instead he'd actually been checking to make sure everyone else was eating!

I grit my teeth and made a growling sound as I put my hand to Antonio's arm and pressed hard, it didn't budge.

"I said don't move," he whispers again, even deadlier. His gorgeous accent was gone, he sounded alittle more modern but his English was still rough around the edges.

"What's your game?" I spat at him. This knife was becoming very too well acquainted to me.

"Revengeeee...." he hissed wickedly. "Just look around," he prompts me, and I do so.

Every single person was incapable of movement, it seemed like it was even stressful to blink, but it was apparent that all present was still conscious, just immobile.

"Not only had the Mayor, but even the Governor showed up to this dumbass premiere!" he voice was so gleeful.

"So?" I gurgle. The knife was making spit back up in my throat.

"Let's just say that the Governor did some bad things afew years back to the people of the south" he said spitefully. "And we southerners have a loooong memory"

"So you made a fake profile, incorporated yourself into the upper class of society, waiting to one day become famous enough so as to be able to invite important people to your bullshit event so you can exact revenge?" I gotta say, I respect their dedication and patience. I wanna beat them up, but still, respect.

"Ding ding ding, we've got a winner" he snickers darkly, "Give the lovely lady a prize" he holds my cheeks and puckers out my lips, "You'd be surprised how far a pretty face can get you."

"I cannot believe I had sex with you." I say, more angry with myself then him as I pull my face away from his grip.

"And what a mind-blowingly wonderful experience it was," he nodded in agreement with himself. "So much so that I want repeat it"

I puffed out a chuckle, even thought it made the blade dig deeper into my throat. "You've gotta be mental if you think I'd allow you anywhere near my vagina after today."

"Who said anything about you allowing me?" he says, beside himself with joy.

With his right hand holding the blade to me he reaches for his pocket with his left and brings out an injector, he jams it into my thigh and pressed down the content, forcing it into my blood stream.

Instantly I feel my left leg begin to wobble and soon I cannot feel it at all. I begin to tilt but Antonio puts his arm around my waist, holding me steady.

"The drug will take alittle more time to affect you, unlike the others who consumed it straight down, yours has to spread through your blood stream" he explains to me.

I lift up my hand to punch him but it was moving in slowmo, Antonio laughed at my desperate attempt and just brushes my hand off like I was little more than a pesky fly.

"Now time to have some fun," he grins and beams at me.

I did alittle math in my head. At this rate I'll loss all bodily motory skills in about 2mins, maybe more if I'm lucky. I had no idea if I should fight now or save up the energy for later. What scared me was if I saved up the energy and still won't be able to use it.

I hear muffled screams.

I look over at the hostages and see that atleast 3 ninja's were standing around the Governor and were either stabbing him with knifes or cutting his skin open.

His wife was next to him, looking on in horror and not being able to do much more then bulge out her eyes as they filled with tears.

I couldn't stand the sight so I ram my head back in Antonio's face, feeling it connect with his nose. As he stumbles back I grab the knife he dropped in mid air and flung it like a boomerang at the three ninja's. It spun sideways like a ninja star and cut through all the necks. The crumpled to the floor and bleed out lifelessly.

I see the Governor's wife look at me with primal appreciation radiating from her eyes.

"You may have saved them for now, but once the others are done they'll get back to them and finish the job" Antonio growls as he drags me back into his embrace.

I fought against his grip as I see everyone else at the event either being stabbed or cut, painfully slowly, even the children weren't safe!

In abject anger I stomp down hard on Antonio's foot, piercing it straight through. He yells in utter agony as I bolt from him, but I don't make it 5 steps before I collapse on my knees and find it difficult to stay upright.

"What did I tell you?" I feel I sharp stinging slap resonate across my face. "There is nothing you can do right now to help" I feel my hair being yanked back as I'm dragged across the floor out of the room.

How much more insulting and degrading can one human being be towards another?

Soon I hear the ding of an elevator and I am flung inside. My back hits the back of the aluminum box and I feel all the air inside me get knocked out. Antonio tries to walk in upright, but the apparent and constant bleeding of his left foot hindered that.

He pressed the button 13 and the elevator smoothly rattles upward. Without barely anytime being wasted the elevator reached its designated floor and dings open.

My eye lids were only half open but they were still able to take in the beauty of the suite. There was a repetitive theme to it, white and gold. The walls, curtains, couches and bedspread were all in that color scheme.

If I hadn't just found out that the person I'd slept with was a terrorist, I'd have appreciated going for round two in this room.

"Beautiful, no?" he asked. I wanted to shoot back a snarky reply, but I found even to open my mouth a strenuous activity.

He hauls me into his arms, like a groom carrying his bride over the threshold of their home, and walks into the suite with me. Instead of putting me down on the bed, I had no such luck. I was 'blessed' with him tossing me in the corner of the room next to the bed like I was some dog.

No worst then that, atleast a dog will be treated with care, more like a dogs chew toy play thing.

I notice on the opposite side of the room on the other side of the bed, a massive glass window devoured the whole wall, looking down onto the city. A handful of buildings matched its height, but none I could jump onto or into if I decided to flee.

Besides, I don't think I could muster up enough force and momentum to puncture the glass and jump through. My mind raced to come up with an escape plan but I felt the drug seeping into my heart and making it pump blood twice as slow.

"I am going to fuck you till you can't move," Antonio says to me, looming over my head. "Then, I'm going to kill you," he finishes simply.

He crouches down next to me and smiles in my eyes.

"You people are so simple," he says, "How easily it was for us to take you down."

At that moment I hear sirens.

Before the surge of hope could even take hold of me, Antonio squashed it. "The police will never get in in time, we have all the entrances blocked," then he shrugs. "I am not surprised they are even here, we are broadcasting the event live."

He trains his hard eyes back on me and grins evilly, he reaches out and grabs my one of my boobs, pulling, squeezing and playing with it. His other hand goes down between my legs, to my soft spot and does pretty much the same thing.

I seethed at him, I was so angry that I feel a surge of energy. Maybe not enough to get up and do anything, but enough for me to spit dead in his face. He stumbles back in shock, then I could see rage consume him.

He back hands me across the mouth sharply, and I taste hot sticky blood. He stands up and rams his bleeding leg into my stomach, it didn't hurt as much but I lean forward because of the force of the kick. He hits me across the head again and again, jokes on him, I have a thick skull.

Once he'd finished expending his wrath on me he went to the bed and fiddle around on the pillows. He pulled out a gun and a knife from under one.

"I couldn't decide with which I should kill you with," he lifted up both. "Now I know exactly how to kill you."

My head was leaning against a wall, blood dripping down it from probably a wound he'd inflicted and blood also drooling down the side of my mouth.

"First, I'm gonna rape you with this!" He holds up the 12 inch blade, the silver weapon glinting menacingly in the light. "Then I'm gonna shoot you with this," he holds up the gun, "But I'm gonna shot you in areas that won't kill you, only make you wither in pain." he spat out. "Good thing this drug does nothing to dull out the senses, you're gonna feel every single thing!"

I tried to muster up anything remotely close to fear, but I could not. Even after all he was saying I was still looking at him with nothing but determination. My eyes all but saying 'Bring it the fuck on!''.

"And once I'm done doing all that, I'll stick my cock in your bloody, damaged and bleeding pussy" he licks his lips, as if the thought was delectable.

"Let's begin" he places the gun on the bed and lunges at me with the knife.

I push myself away from the wall and angle my hips out of his line of fire. The movement was too tiring and I didn't manage to get out of the way fast enough. The blade impales itself into inner thigh.

I fight back against the pain, which ironically felt on the same level as doing a whole day's rounds of squats.

"Stand still!" he screeches, yanking out the blade from my thigh.

I throw out my other leg but it brushes against his face like a feather. In anger he yanks the leg and tosses me across the room, back towards the elevator. I push and fight and prop myself to the left of the elevator door.

I look across and see the massive window. City lights scattered and sprinkled around the horizon, I breathed out and tried to keep my energy up but it was hopeless. The drug had taken full effect and I was immobile and at the mercy of the crazed and derange man leaping one last time towards me.

His blade gleamed in the beautiful rooms light asit sailed down towards me, this time nothing on earth being able to alter itstarget.u% '