James' pov.

I was in a dark room with a single light aflame. I observed my surroundings and see something move in the corner. I tried getting up but found I couldn't. I looked down and saw absolutely no chains or ropes holding me down. I began to struggle until a voice was heard.

"Struggling won't help you James." A women no older than 50 walked out from the shadows.

"Who the hell are you and what do you want" I glared. A smirk came in reply from her. She walked around me.

"I want you to do a favor for me" she said kneeling down to meet my eyes.

"Why would I do anything for you" I spat out. She chuckled darkly.

"Because if you don't then I'll kill you" she shrugged as if to say it wasn't a big deal. I starred at her for what seems like hours until I began to laugh.

"You? Kill me? I'm James Patrick March. I kill for fun and amusement. That's funny." I feel tears run down my face. I was crying out of amusement. How dare this woman even-

"Aaaaaaahhhh" I feel a scorching hot pain in my abdomen. It felt like flames erupted in my chest. All I could feel was burning.

"Stop! Stop it now!" I screamed in agony. It felt like it's been hours of torture until the. Pain subsided until it was completely gone. I was sweating and panting furiously. My whole body felt sore.

"Now this is what happens when you underestimate me" she smiled lighting a cigar she was holding.

"What do you want?" I panted heavily. I feel my heart race with an uncommon feeling. Fear. Fear by this woman.

"I want you to bring me Alice. When you bring her make sure she is mentally vulnerable" I raised an eyebrow.

"How am I suppose to make her mentally vulnerable? She barley talks to anyone."

"Make her fall in love with you." Her words rang threw my ears.

"What?" I asked still shock. How was I supposed to do that?

"Make her love you. I don't care how you do it but she has to be emotionally linked with you." She stood up and took a long drag from her cigar.

"If you ever tell anyone I talked to you, well..." she pulled me up quickly. I feel a sharp pain on my right shoulder. I hissed in pain.

"Disobey me and your dead. Got it?" She asked pulling my face near hers. She smiled evilly and pushed me back.