Written by **EYRAM**
Lance, held in his hand a huge bouquet, full of red roses, and stood there waiting for her, he wore a nice tuxedo, a small rose in his pocket, and a dimpled smile she never saw him wear, this left her frozen in place while he bridged the distance between them, until she could feel his breath, and he stretched his hand to tuck a loose strand of her, and said,
"Do you care to go on a date?" looking into her eyes, not even breaking eye contact for a second, her cheeks turned hotter and she did not know what to say, at that moment she was not going through any challenging hurdle, and she had time, maybe if she said yes, she might have another encounter with the lady in blue.
"What if I said yes?"
"Well, you might regret or thank yourself for making that decision, cause, I'm never going to let you go" he held her hand and ran off, not too fast, just at the speed any human could, and she followed suit, wondering where they were going.
Soon they came to a halt, at their destination, there was a crack, in an old broken-down bridge, through the crack, on the other end was a beautiful spring, that went straight to this fountain, in the shape of cupid, holding an arrow that spewed back the water to the spring from whence it came from, it was beautiful.
Beyond that fountain, it was not fancy, but there was the lovely scent of freshly baked bread, and a whole neighborhood of friendly, people, and though they mostly did not have much, they were happy, then Lance said,
"This is not the ideal date, just informing you beforehand."
"You know what? I think it's perfect"
"Well then, you're going to be changing your mind soon" and as though on cue, several men came out clad in black masks and hats, they were criminals. They brought out guns and aimed at them, but before Serena could say or do anything Lance said.
"They are humans, but I know what I'm doing, allow them to get a hold of you, then we get to see where they are taking the multitude of children they kidnap"
"Okay, but what then"
"Just go according to my flow, kay?"
"Okay" soon they were handcuffed and taken to the deepest darkest alleys of the bad part of town, and next they were locked in a room to be auctioned off, the next day.
Serena just could not spend the night there, moreover she had work and so much more, it was just not worth it, she thought, but Lance told her there was some supernatural involvement that if they did not put in check, they might be coming after them next.
…
After the shortest, most uncomforting night's rest, in the early hours of the dawn, the men from the other day, chained and cuffed them, then placed them out for the trade, it all happened so fast but then Serena's mind was completely blown away when she saw the buyer.
Pale glowing skin, hair as nark as night, and eyes like the starry night sky, a body of praise worthy muscles, but she did not show how captivated she was by his Visage, he dressed rather simply, in a pair of black trousers, and a white button up shirt, but there was something about his look that made him look clean and effortlessly attractive.
But Lance just had to snap her out of it, take her to place far away from this eye candy, with the look, jealousy written all over his face as he spewed all the wrong words,
"Why are you looking at a criminal like that"
'"and what is your business in the kind of guys I look at, I am sure there must be some right you are violating by forcing me not to look at what I want to" he smiled and said,
"I should have known you might be tech smarts but have never even read a single book on rights"
"How dare you!" she reckoned raising her voice just a little too high, and then they caught the attention of the slave trader who looked at them with eyes that could melt saucers. Lance looked at her and whispered undertone, in a voice only a supernatural ear would catch.
"Let's not lose focus, keep your eyes on the prize" then she saw it, the guy who walked in to purchase slaves look at them and smirk, he could not have possibly heard them concocting a plan against him, it must have possibly been something like the incident that caught the attention of the trader.
But then to their shock he decided to buy everyone in the room, including the both of them, they walked behind him, and as they were close to the cage the undeniably hot guy whispered, dangerously close to her ear,
"What are the details of your plan" and her best bet was to play dumb, and in a similarly low tone she replied,
"What plan are you talking about"
"The one you were talking about with that guy" pointing over to Lance, who at that moment just looked only and nothing but jealous, it was his idea to go on a terrorist case date in the first place, did he not know about the hot mafia part of the deal.
"Okay, so why should we include you on any details of a plan that may or may not exist against, you"
Soon they both found themselves being led somewhere, but the guy, was looking at her mockingly, she seriously had the urge to snap the ropes binding her hands and pull out all the strands of his dark, perfectly combed neatly dewy dark air.
But alas, despite the unyielding urge, she had to keep herself disciplined, and as Lance said, keep her eyes on the prize.
As soon as the huge doors of the "cage" opened loud moans entered their hearing range, the place was lined with chains, tons of men were there, and she could hear, from many underground floors, more and more moans, but there was also the sound of someone, who had been mugged, trying to make a sound.
All her senses quickly climbed to apex alertness, and the hot guy came to her, their faces were centimeters away and she could practically feel his breath on her skin, his breathing was calm, but steady and stable.
"I think you already know what this place is, so let me ask you again. Can you fill me in on the details of your plan? I do not support this either, and there is very little I can do about that, but you… I can sense power within you, one I have not in a long while, and I think you are exactly what can stop this."
Serena's thoughts were tangled, and once again she was left amidst a heated situation, where she had to think fast but not overlook sone serious stuff, her mind went into overdrive and she could not think straight, but she just took deep breaths relaxed and focused on reading his mind, hoping not knowing her telepathy would not fail her this one time.
But that was when she felt her grasp over this trait improve, she had not used it after she came back from the dead, but now it felt much more, personalized. It was like an extension to her train of thoughts and now using it seemed more passive than active, though she had to actively control it, but yet again something just had to go wrong.
She tried to read his thoughts but was blocked as though he had somehow guarded it with a passcode, all she could do was give up and think, but when she opened her eyes, she saw him looking at her, shocked more than anything, it couldn't be, could it? It seemed as though he knew what she did, but… every time she used it, it went by without the target's knowledge, sigh… this was a sign of brewing trouble.
"What did you just try to do?" Serena did not know what or how to respond and after she tried to let some words out to no avail, he took her by the arm and walked through the halls, at that moment she was terrified, in the face of war, she was confident, but around this guy, she felt like she had never been through any of that.
Then on the way, a guy who looked unnatural, with milky skin and white gold eyes and hair, wearing black Carhartt pants and a grey shirt, smirked at them and asked the guy who held her hand.
"It seems you have finally agreed with our ways, though this girl you found is a bit older than the usual, I have to admit, she is hot and you are just as pedophile as you protest against" smirking intently
"Gabriel, just shut up"
"Since when did you grow enough a backbone to talk back?"
"Since you started talking down to me, I just never felt more confident in beating your weak ass than now that you seem so… pathetic, I hope your mommy can travel overseas, so she would not have to listen to this big baby boy complain about his [bleep] dysfunction" The tension in the room abruptly going from N/A to max in seconds as they looked at each other, and it felt like a fight was going to break out at just any moment.