"Get back!" She yelled as she continuously pulled the trigger. No one moved. "I said, get back!" The large mass of people ran back into their homes as the red head defended them. Bullets flew from everywhere, not even touching Rene.Something was keeping her safe; but no one knew what. She kept shooting over and over, but it was no use. A large group of men grabbed her and pinned her to the ground. She continued to shoot, blasting half of one of the men's heads off, causing him to fall to the ground with a puddle going around his head. Eventually, they threw the gun out of her hand and knocked her unconscious.
When Rene woke up, her arms and legs were chained in the form of an X. The clothes she was wearing were still on. A man wearing a blue broken mask approached her. Rene tried to break free; but it was no use. Her brown eyes immediately looked at the small symbol on the man's masked forehead. She began to scream..
"Let me go! Let me go!" She started to break down crying. "Let me, go..." The masked man came closer to Rene, running a finger up her leg. She kept screaming, louder and louder, until she Остаться в живых her voice. Slowly, the man pulled off her hat, revealing her long red head.
"Ah, the red head. How lovely to finally see you." He ripped off her scarf and unzipped her jacket. Rene shook about, silently crying. "You shall be a fine addition to my collection She regained her voice.
"I don't want to be added."
"To bad" Another man came over, pushing a тележка, корзина of surgical tools towards her. Rene started to squirm, yelling out powerful spells; but none of them worked. What the hell? she thought. Why aren't these spells working?
"Because we've blocked them," the surgeon сказал(-а) as if he read her thoughts. "And yes, we are in your thoughts. And we will be for a very long time."
"No!" She screamed as they began to cut her stomach open. Blood started to drip down her leg onto the floor. Her screams started to get softer with the еще blood blood she lost. The surgeon started pulling out some of her organs; but she was gone already. They prodded at her corpse until they were ready. He stitched her stomach back up and cut the chains to her arms, making the red head slam onto the ground. нож in hand, the surgeon cut off her hair. Not completely, just a lot shorter. Then, he cut into her neck, grabbing a small computer chip, and shoving it into her skin. It latched on, slowly connection to various parts of her brain. The surgeon closed her up and snapped his fingers, The chains grabbed her arms and kept her hanging a little. He snapped his fingers again, and the girl woke up. Her eyes opened, but they weren't brown anymore. They were red. Her skin was sickly and pale, her hair slowly darkening. Rene breathed heavily, unsure of what just happened; but she knew it wasn't going to be good.
"Oh look. The pet is awake."
"I am not a pet!"
"Yes, Ты are," the original man said. "You are mine." He went over, looking at her ripped clothes. His hands rubbed over her cut and around her waist, making the red head wince. Her got close to her face, squeezing her waist tightly. She screamed, tears mixed with blood flowed down her face. The man threw off his mask and licked her cheek, drinking the salty blood. She tried to move, but her squeezed her harder every time she squirmed.
"You...know," she forced out, "I have, a boyfriend..."
"And what's he going to do? We're in a secret base." The man grabbed a needle from his sleeve and stuck it all the way into her back. Rene screamed even louder. "Hush pet. It won't hurt for long." The red head still squirmed.
"Stop, this... Iscath."
"Never." He reached into her back and pulled the needle out, but she didn't flinch. "See? I told Ты it would all be better." Iscath held her close, wiping away the dried blood on her cheek.
"Sir." The man turned his head, still holding her.
"She's been activated. Her emotions are locked at the moment."
"Alright." He let go of her, slowly releasing himself. "We'll leave her here, until I'm ready."
"Yes sir," the surgeon сказал(-а) as he left Rene's remote on the table. Iscath looked at the remote, tempted by its presence. But he decided against it; and left the room, leaving Rene to hand y chain silently and alone.
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