John arrived at the hospital, he slipped past the guards, his Quiet Steps skill silencing his footsteps. He entered the lobby and saw a group of survivors gathered around the front desk, all won. They were whispering and giggling, their eyes darting around the room.
He slipped past them and made his way down the hallway, his eyes scanning the walls and floors for signs of danger.
As he crept through the corridors, he heard voices coming from a nearby room. He peered inside and saw a group of n gathered around a bed, their eyes fixed on the figure lying in the sheets.
The man standing closest to the bed was Adam, the leader of the hospital. He smirked and continued on his way, searching for Laura.
As he reached the end of the corridor, he spotted her, her black eyes staring out the window, her long dark hair flowing in the breeze.
She was alone, and he saw his opportunity. He slipped into the room and crept towards her, his footsteps silenced by his skill.
He wrapped his arms around her and Laura flinched, her body tensing in his grip.
"Miss ?" he whispered, his breath tickling her ear.
She sighed and relaxed in his arms, a smile spreading across her face.
"Maybe, maybe not," she said, her husky enough to bring a smile to John’s face.
"Well, I’m here, as I promised. Tell , where can I find the rest of Adam’s harem?"
She chuckled and pointed to the door behind him.
"They’re just in the next room. You’ll have to sneak past Adam, but you can do it. You said you’re strong, didn’t you?"
"Yes, I am."
John took a deep breath and pushed Laura gently away.
"Alright, I’m off. Take care, Laura."
"I will."
With that, John turned and headed towards the next room, his feet silent and his hands clenched.
He reached the door and pushed it open, his eyes fixed on the won standing in the middle of the room.
They stared at him, their eyes wide and their bodies tense.
He held up his hand and smiled, his eyes glinting with mischief.
"I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here to take you back to my base."
The won blinked and looked at each other, their faces a mixture of confusion and disbelief. His eyes volleyed between the won and noticed the familiar fiery orange hair. It was the girl who was abducted in the forest.
"I see, so she’s one of Adam’s won and she tried to escape but got caught," John thought.
"My na is John, and I’m the leader of a group of survivors. We’ve built a shelter and we’re looking for people to join us."
The won stared at him, their faces a mixture of fear and disbelief. He sighed and shook his head, his eyes narrowing.
"I’m not going to hurt you, and I’m not going to force you to do anything. But you are welco to our community, if you want. We have food, water, and shelter, and we’re always looking for new mbers."
The woman with fiery orange hair stepped forward, her eyes flashing with defiance.
"What do you want from us? What kind of sick ga are you playing?"
John smiled and raised his hands.
"No gas. I’m just trying to survive, like you. I ca here just for Laura, actually, but she said she wouldn’t leave without you guys. What do you say, do you want to co with and be free?"
The woman with fiery orange hair glared at him, her eyes blazing with anger.
"I’m not leaving. Not now, not ever."
John nodded and sighed, his eyes darkening with disappointnt.
The woman’s hair was a bright orange, like a fla. Her eyes were a deep green, and her skin was pale and freckled.
"You should co with , Fiery."
The woman blinked, her eyes widening in surprise.
"My na is not Fiery."
"Oh? Then what is your na?"
The woman hesitated, her eyes darting to the side.
"I’m not telling you. My na is my own, and I won’t let you have it."
"Have it your way, Fiery."
John turned to leave, but one other woman called out, "stop, please"
John paused and turned, his eyes fixed on her.
"What is it?"
The woman was short and petite, her blonde hair falling in waves down her back. She bit her lip, her eyes shining with tears.
"I’ll co with you. I can’t stay here anymore."
John nodded and stepped forward, his eyes narrowed and his hands clenched.
"Don’t worry, you will be safe with . Don’t cry anymore, I’ll protect you."
The woman sniffled and wiped away her tears, her face softening with relief.
"Thank you."
"Now, let’s get out of here. We have a lot of work to do."
The woman with fiery orange hair snorted and shook her head, her eyes blazing with anger.
"This is ridiculous. I’m not going anywhere with you."
"You can stay, then. It’s your choice."
The woman glared at him, her face twisted with anger and frustration.
Only Fiery and another woman with dark blue hair were left. The woman with blue hair bit her lip and sighed, her eyes flashing with resignation.
"I’ll co with you. I can’t stay here anymore, not after what happened to Amy."
John nodded and smiled, his eyes darkening.
"Then let’s go. I have a shelter, and you’ll be safe there."
The woman with dark blue hair sighed and wiped away her tears, her face softening with relief.
"Thank you."
They headed out of the room and down the corridor, their footsteps echoing through the empty hall. It was a sha he couldn’t take Fiery with him, but he couldn’t force her. Well, he could, but that’s not how he wanted to form his community.
As they made their way to the exit, the woman with fiery orange hair followed and stared at him, her eyes blazing with anger and frustration.
"What are you going to do with them? I know your type, you’re just like Adam. You want won at your side as re objects for pleasure."
John smiled and shook his head, his eyes hardening with anger.
"I’m not going to do anything with them. You should co with us if you’re so worried about them."
Fiery snorted and glared at him, her eyes blazing with fury.
"I’ll co, just to keep them safe..."
"That’s settled then, follow ."
As John turned to leave, the woman with fiery orange hair followed him, her footsteps silent and her eyes blazing.
The two won with him looked relieved and grateful, while the one with fiery orange hair was full of hatred and anger.
As they made their way out of the hospital, the air was thick with tension. John could feel the anger and resentnt radiating off the woman with fiery orange hair, but before they could step out, a deep voice bood through the hallway.
"Where do you think you’re going?"
It was Adam, the hospital’s leader.
Reviews
All reviews (0)