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Kiddnaper and victim

east

Supernova
Joined
Mar 17, 2012
The night was crisp as Sorin walked threw the park, hunting for a young victim to take as his own. Sorin was a young 23 year old man, he had long black hair and sharp blue eyes that scanned the parks tree line. He had prowled many a time before since he was young, and was eager to see what he could catch tonight. His lean muscular build was covered by track pants and a sweater as held in his hand a cloth soaked with a knock out drug.

He waited and searched for a target. the night was still young and as he hid in the tree line. waiting for a chance to catch someone unaware, and take her back to dungeon he had already set up in his home, not far from the park was his van and transport, it was a motion he had practiced one to many times before. and now he waited like a predator.
 
Elena strolled casually through the town, thoroughly enjoying her midnight stroll. The streets were quiet and peaceful at night, so she enjoyed her nightly walks. Her light brown hair was delicately curled down her back, her Emerald green eyes hazy with exaustion. It had been an extremely tiresome day, so she decided to cut her walk short by heading to the park

Elena rarely went to the park, but she liked it when it was empty. She sat on a swing, pushing lightly of the ground so the swing moved a bit. Her gaze lifted up to the tree's as they blew in the wind. It was to dark for her to see beyond the trees, but the thought of someone being out there hadn't really crossed her mind.
 
Sorin watched Elena from a distance finally moving in on her when she was on the swings. As she sat down he started to walk forward. Moving out of the tree line exposed him but the trick was just to walk calmly and not showing the fact that you had ill intentions. He walked calmly towards Elena even giving her a small wave. as he walked past the swings. close but not too far from her.

Sorin took a deep breath of the fresh night air, before turning on his heels as he was close enough to grab her, putting on his hand on her shoulder. He pulled her close and put his arm around her neck placing his hand and the knock out drug over the woman's mouth. He glared down at her with a sadistic grin.
 
Elena was watching her shoes brush the ground, but snapped her head up when she heard footsteps. There was a man walking through the park, seemingly friendly like he was simply out for a stroll as he waved to her. Elena didn't think much of it as the man passed her, but soon found herself being pulled from the swing, a hand firmly on her shoulder.

Her eyes widened, and she didn't have much time to think or react as she was pulled against him, some sort of cloth coming up to cover her mouth. Elena could immediately tell what it was by the smell of chemicals, and held her breath as she struggled against him. She wiggled an arm free and elbowed him hard in the abdomin. The movement caused her to breathe however, and her vision went blurry, her body becoming limp as she fell unconscious
 
Sorin staggered for a moment winded by Elena's resistance. he took a moment to stand over her unconscouse body and gave her a sharp jabbing kick to repay her for the elbow. She would learn her place, quickly and effectively if he was to have his way. taking out a small bit of rope he tied her hands up behined her and then picked her up over his shoulder callously tossing her into the back of the van.

"Bitch." He muttered under his breath as he got into the front of the car and started to drive it was only a short distance between his home and the park, and he soon found himself pulling to his garage. "Hay sleepy head you up yet?" he said with a small cooing voice, as he opened up the back of the van. His blue eyes scanned her body allowing him to get the first real look at his victim. He brandished a knife as he lingered over her. The threat of a weapon always made them more co operative.
 
Elena opened her eyes slowly, a dull pain registering in her side. The pain was more pronounced as she fully woke up, her vision a bit blurry from the harsh chemicals of the drug. Her eyes darted around the interior of, what she figured was a van, a panicked expression painting her features. She sat up and whirled around, finding that the back of the van was open. However, her path was being blocked by a man. Elena's Emerald eyes widened, instantly recognising his face.

It was the man from the park! Her gaze was drawn to the knife in his hand, her heart beginning to race. The first thing she'd need to do if she planned to escape was to get the blade away from him. She took a deep breathe, galring at her captor. "Who are you? Or moreso what the hell is wrong with you?" Elena had an easeably sparkable temper, which didn't serve her well in situations like this.
 
There was a light chuckle as Sorin reached forward and grabbed hold of Elana's hair pulling it as he brought her face to face so she could see the burning anger in his eyes. He couldn't believe the tongue on this girl, did she not realize the position she was in? In all reality he liked it he wanted her to have some fight it was funner if they fought. "The only thing you need to know is that you belong to me till such time as I say otherwise."

Taking a step back he tossed Elana out of the van by her hair and onto the hard cold cement of the garage. There was no escaping this situation and for a moment he had to wonder what he was going to do to this one first. He smiled as his mind began to come up with ideas. "Now then whats your name bitch? or should I just call you that for the rest of your miserable life?"

Sorin laughed with a sadistic tone the knife still in his hand held away from her, it was only a threat, he didn't really want to cut victim after all. and for a moment he had to wonder if dragging her to the basement by her hair would be funner than if she was forced to walk.
 
A wince escaped Elena's lips as her hair was grabbed and pulled, forcing her to face him. The proximity of their faces made it easy for Elena to see the murderous rage in his eyes. She glared at him, rolling her eyes as he claimed to own her. Her eyes clamped shut as her hair was yanked once more, and she felt herself fly through the air. Elena landed on the ground hard, scraping her Elbow on the rough pavement.

She hadn't even noticed it, enraged by his next rant. She knew she was about to lose her temper, and that it could end badly. Her petite, 5'4" body sprung up, her blood pumping with adrenaline. Being as small as she was, it was rare for her to leave the house without a weapon, this one being a pocket knife slightly smaller than his own knife.

Elena's hand dove into her pocket, feeling around until her fingers came in contact with the cool metal. She pulled out the small knife, flipping up the blade quickly as she extended it towards him. It was hard to take such a fragile-looking girl serious, but her Emerald orbs were challenging as she brandished the knife. "My name, is Elena. And I don't belong to anyone."
 
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