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Rose slung her backpack around her shoulder, running home. She was gonna miss swim practice. She decided to take the back roads.

Angel ran to her house wanting to go get ice cream and a slurpee

Jace droves down the darken streets, spotting a young woman, his next victem. He parked and slid out.

Tara walked down the dark streets, hope from work, her red hair almost illuminated in the street lights.

Rose didn't see Jace as she kept at a steady pace. She wiped her brow.

He eyed her, following after her at a slow pace. Slowly, he slid out his silver knife as he approached

Rose felt as if someone was following her, she glanced back but shrugged it off. Someone else might be jogging she thought.

Jason looked threw bushes seeming to hunt for a victim. As his gaze passed upon Tara her smiled and whispered "wonderful and perfect." he made no sound slightly creeping out of the bush walking behind her acting normal whistling to him self.

Tara ignored the feeling of eyes on her. The odd whistling that she heard made her frown and glanced over her shoulder. She merely shrugged, sliding her hands into her pockets, shifting the weight of her bag up on her shoulder more.

Roxas walked down the street, whistling to himself.

Jace followed closer. In a quick moment, he grabbed her wrist and jerked her backwards, one had clamed over her mouth, the other holding the knife to her throat. "Don't move." he growled in a low voice into her ear. "I won't kill you if you don't move."

Rose's eyes buldged but she could weakly nod. Instantly her mind switched gears. Her plan formed.

1. Bite his hand
2. Back kick in nuts
3. Sweep around
4. Clean cut punch to face
5. Run

angel wandered the out-lighted sidewalk wondering where she was going when she suddenly bumped into a figure screaming.

Jason smiled and slowly flipped open a sharply cut knife. he walked faster and ended up right next to her and grabbed her by the waist and throat slowly pressing the knife against her suculante perfect neck. "hello." he cooed "im Jason." he whispered close to her ear.

"Good girl." he growled, making a swift movement and pulling her backwards. "Now, don't make this harder than it has to be." he ran the cool edge over her throat, not applying enough preassure to cut. "Because," he whispered, his voice soft velvet in her ear. "I could kill you. Right here, right now, and no one would know." he replied.

Tara let out a strangled cry in surprise, which sounded more like a muffled squeak. "L-L-le..t..g-g-o.." she gasped in broken breaths, feeling the knife against her, she shuddered.

"Woah woah woah." he wrapped an arm around her waist. Roxas smiled coyly. "I didn't know that this would be this easy. They come to you now, huh?"

she screeched "w-w-what? w-w-w-w-who are you." she whispered in a low tone quivering with fear.


"no that wont be nessecary." he smiled and kissed her cheek "would you like to die now or later?" he said tracing designs on her stomach with his other hand keeping her in place

His hand clamed over her mouth, and he smirked. "That's unimportant now, isn't it?" he inquired, smirking. "Now. Why don't you just do what your told and stay quiet, hm?" he slowly moved his hand.

She swallowed hard, shuddering at his touch, disgusted. "Don't touch me." was all she could manage.

he pressed the knife harder making a slighty cut. "now since when do you tell me what to do?" he demanded.

she closed her eyes and nodded making a shrieking sound.

She cried out in pain, flinching away from the knife. Her hands strained against his hold, wanting to cover the wound. "Please.." she muttered quietly, her gaze cast downward.

He clamped his hand over her mouth again and thrust his elbow sharply into her stomach. "I said quiet." he growled. "Do we have to go over this again?"

she shook her head and tightened her lips together

Jason growled and grabbed her fore arm "so you want to die now huh???" he whisper closing the knife. He slid her close to him holding her waist and hands putting his feet tightly against her not letting her move one bit.

She bearly shook her head no, afraid to breathe. She shuther eyes, a single tear managed to work its way down her cheek. Never had she been so scared, so absolutely terrified. She decided not to fight him, not yet, that would only get her killed.

"I didn't think so." he slowly removed his hand and ran it through her hair. "Now, why don't you just be a good girl and quiet down." he kissed her cheek. "And I won't have to do that again."

she closed her eyes and nodded thinking to herself as she opened her eyes looking at the black unseeable pavment

He pulled her along

she folllowed silently

he ran his hand threw her hair "im enjoying this quiet well." he whispered with a grin

Tara shut her eyes, focusing on her breathing. Maybe, just maybe, if she was quiet he would leave her alone, she would wake up, it would all be a dream.

He smirked and brought her to the sleek black car. "Good girl." he muttered, kissing her cheek before shoving her inside. "Now, be good."

she looked at it trembling uncontrolably.she scratched at the door lightly like a kitten wanting to get out. The only thing she hoped was to stay alive and never to be kissed on the lips..

He looked at her "its not a dream hun.." he smiled and picked her up carry her to the woods setting her in a tree. he sat up by her pressing her against a branch and kissed her cheek. "i dont mean harm." he smiled.. "but i have to do what i have to do." he whispered in a pleasant tone.

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(oh yeah, sorry, give me a few? im responding to just this while i do hw)

He got into the front and revved the engine. "Quiet." he demanded.

She shuddered at his kiss, turning her head away so she wouldn't have to face him. "Why do you have you do it?" she whimpered.

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she stiffened and stoppedthe clawing.

"because i love it....."he turned her head and got close "you would to if you were me." he whispered blowing hot
air onto her face lightly

He drove awhile before coming up to an abandoned wharehouse district. He got out and pulled her out as well, walking her twoard one of the larger buildings. "Come on." he growled into her ear.

She shut her eyes, shaking her head in the slightest. "No, I wouldn't." she whispered

she nodded in silence staring at oddly shaped building that hovered over her and Roxas.

"oh, yes you would." he said pressing her against the tree harder

Roxas tugged her inside the building and twoard the elevator. He pressed close to her, his lips absentmindedly kissing her cheek, her jaw, her shoulder. "Now, you're mine. Until I get my money." he growled.

She felt her back hit the tree and nearly gasped aloud. Tara dared not to glare at him. She swallowed hard and opened her eyes, looking at him.

she closed her eyes backing up a bit not wanting him to kiss her lips.


he caught her gaze "hell." she smiled and got close to her lips.

"Now now." he said, pressing her closer to the wall, his face lowering closer. "Don't fight it." he whispered. He was centemeters from her lips when the elevator opened and he pulled her over.

Tara tried to shake her head, but only managed to bearly move it. Her eyes were wide with horror

she bit her lip and looked away and sighed with relief as the door opened.

he smiled and got closer. "Now..answer this die now?or late?" he grasped her arm tightly queezing it and jumped out of the tree pulling her behind him marching up to a abondoned house

He tugged her inside the room and pulled her into one of the rooms downthe hall.

She bearly managed a 'later' before she was stumbling with him

she screeched softly enough for him not to hear her. she opened her mouth to spea but she didnt.

he knocked down the door and stumbled inside

"Quiet." he snapped and locked the door.

Tara had to hold him to keep her balance. She instantly let go, trying to fight his hold

she growled "not so fast." he pulled her ear and pulled out his knife pullign her close pressing it against her. "dont make me kill you.."

she breathed heavily watching him lock the door

She cried out, sinking to her knees.

He turned and studied her. "Well?"

((Hey carly, can you rp in medieval? thanks :) ))

she kept her mouth shut remembering he told her to be quiet. she tapped her foot and backed up slowly hitting a wall. she screeched softly.

he watched her

(ah yah sorry, I think it didn't show >.<)

He advanced, glaring.

She looked up at him, trembling. "Please..."

she put her head down with her gaze at the floor.

"why shouldnt i!" he demanded

"Dont struggle."

"I... I don't want to die.." she choked.

she looked up "who ever said i was struggling." she grinned tilting her head at him.

"Shut up." he spat.

"but-" she growled "you better not kiss me." she saod then covered her mouth seeming the words slipped out of her mouth.

He raised a brow. "I don't think you get a say in what I can and can't do."

"I... I don't wanna die..." Tara whispered

"its my body i get to tell you what and what you cant do!" she screeched " and if you in control of me then show it." she stamped her foot not afraid of him anymore.

he nodded "fine i wont kill you but you must follow what i say."

He grasped her shoulders roughly and pressed her against the wall. "Are you sure you want that?" his eyes glinted dangerously.

She nodded numbly, no energy left to struggle, not yet, atleast. She moved her red hair from her face and stood as best she could.

she looked around "no but your seeming like it!" she screeched being pressed against the wall kinda hard.

he grabbed her wrist and ran up to a room with no escape points.