Part I: On Waking

Part I: On Waking

A Chapter by revenant21

She awoke, the ground pressed tightly against her slender figure. Darcy Adams awoke from her unconcious state. She straightened herself upright, bringing her smooth hand to her throbbing temple.

 Was I drunk? She thought, her eyes darting around. Did I get high? As she sat up she became concious that she was naked. She looked nervously around, trying to remember where she was. She looked to her right and discovered clothes, not hers, but a mans suit. Or at least part of one. There was a jacket, a shirt and some boxer shorts. They were covered in car oil.

 She silenlty, and worryingly put on the suit, the soft silken shirt stroking across her young face. She couldn't stand; her body was too tired. She had discovered that she was in an alley. As she leaned against the building behind her, she tried to remember where she was and how she got there.

     Her delicate head began to droop.

                                      She fell into a very enlightening dream.

 She thrashed in her sleep. Her face grew contorted with emotion; anger a pain. In her dream she began to remember what had braught her here. She remembered it.

 She was in her parent's modest home. She lay stretched across her bed, listening to her new iPod. Even with the music blaring in her ears, she could still hear the muffled voices of her parents in the living room. All was calm in their modest home. Almost.There was a loud crash in the living room that caused her to jump up from her bad and run into the hallway. What was seen next was mentally scarring.

 There were four men standing in the front doorway. Two of them were big, and wore stupid faces, They were carrying sawed-off shotguns. Another man was shorter than them, but still tall. He had skin as dark as coffee. He wore a snake skin trench coat, but no shirt. He had a slim-but-muscular build to him. He carried one P7 pistol in each hand.The fourth was a little bit shorter that him, with ivory coloured skin. He carried two old revolvers, one in each hand. He had long, shimmering black hair, and on his back hung a beautiful katana.

 "Brock, Leslie!" A fifth mans voice boomed, "I want the husband alive to see it. Then...then you can play with your food."As the last words came out, although he was unsees, Darcy could feel his cold sneer. The voice's owner stepped through the wall of men.

 This man was tall, but round. His head grew graying hair, and there was a cigar in his mouth, or what was left was a smoking butt. As he spoke the big men- Brock and Leslie- moved forward an pinned Darcy's father against the wall. They poked their shotguns sharply into his ribs.

 The fifth man walked forward, his steps echoing sharply in the room. He firmly grabbed Darcy's mother's arm and threw her onto the couch. He ripped off her shirt with a crooked smile pasted on his faced. The father shouted his protest, but that only drove the guns further into his ribcage. He peeled off the rest of her clothes very slowly, just to anger Darcy's father.

 The fifthe man simply ignored his protests, and proceeded as he intended to do. Tears streamed down everyones face. Darcy's as she watched unseen, unheard. Her father's as he watched. And her mother's as she screamed. It seemed to be an etirnity before it was over. The fifth man stood up and zipped up his pants, and as he buttoned up his silken shirt he said one word. "No, Jakob," He looked at the ivory skinned man, "Do your job."

 Jakob nodded and walked towards Darcy's mother.He simply stood there for a little while. Finally he raised his right hand, in which was the revolver. He rested it against her soft, tear-streaked cheek. He curled his finger around the trigger and-- "NO!" Darcy's father broke his hold and bounded over to Jakob. Only one word fell from Jakob's lips before he shot Darcy's father, "Incompetent." Darcy's father fell to the floor with a dead weight thud sound.

 "That," he turned to Darcy's mother, " Was a warning shot." His voice was cold, but his eyes deceived him. His mouth  formed three words without his voice to their aid. I am sorry. But once again he was interrupted.

 "NO. I wanna do it. Please, please... Me me lemme doit." Leslie spoke up with a childish pout. Jakob gestured for him to came and replace him.  Leslie dropped the shotgun and began walking over to the woman. But Darcy had other plans. Leslie retreived a Desert Eagle from inside his suit.

 "No." Darcy's voice was trembling, like her body. Her fathers shotgun trembling in her hands. "No more, please. Please, please, no more, no more." Her mother breathed "Darcy." The fourth man was gone, Oh well all the same. Darcy didn't want anyone to die. Anyone else.

 "You know, you really shouldn't  get into things that don't involve you.Leslie, finish your job!" Jakob's voice spoke from behind her. A cold blade slid against her throat." Now then, why don't you put down that big bad gun." Jakob seethed. Darcy did as she was told, the blood trickling down her neck told her so.  She closed her eyes tightly, so as to avoid seeing another parent killed. Jakob held her against his chest. "Now then, won't you come with us?" He spoke calmingly., Once again his eyes deceiving his words.

 "Good thinking, Jakob! She'll be perfect for the brothel." The fifth man walked over to them. Darcy didn't think that was what the man called Jakob had in mind. HIs words spilled from between a thick smirk. "I'll even 'test drive' her myself." He began pulling Darcy out of the modest house, out of the modest street, out of the modest neighborhood.

  Darcy awoke once again. Silent tears streamed down her pale face. She only wish that she knew the fifth man's name. If only, if only. Suddenly a light bulb when off in her head. She looked and realized whose jacket she was wearing. The fifth man's/ She frantically searched the pockets and finally found a business card. She read the name and company over and over. Again and again. The building she was leaning on was the company, or so she thought. The name. The name. Jonathon Baine. Jonathon Baine.



© 2009 revenant21


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Hmmm, I like this. Truth be told, I think you are a much better story teller than I thought you were going to be. Keep writing this story, and I will keep reading it because you left me hooked. I like the whole mystery and darkside of this story, but what's a good story if it doesn't involve grudge and suspense?

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Are you happy? I'm finally reading it! Oh, and it's good to!! I just can't help but think mobs and "Ey! Ernie," or The Sopranos even!!!! But great job! Amazing detail, wonderful descriptions!! Keep it up!

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Why is the second chapter unpublished??? You had me all excited about reading it and then nothing. That's a freakin rip off!!! Tell me when you finally put it up here Mr. B***h.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Hmmm, I like this. Truth be told, I think you are a much better story teller than I thought you were going to be. Keep writing this story, and I will keep reading it because you left me hooked. I like the whole mystery and darkside of this story, but what's a good story if it doesn't involve grudge and suspense?

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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This was great blakie-pooh!!!! I didn't really like what happened to the mom, but without it, it just wouldn't be right. S**t happens, what can i say? I like you are so descriptive that it's like i was there, or watching a movie of it, it's seriously the best thing i've read of yours. :)

~may

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This is really good and Ainsley is right it is better on here. Is that weird?

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Nice start! You certainly grabbed my attention with this one! I can't wait to read more!

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yes, liked it very much. to be honest, i like your prose better than your poems. you should keep going with this story for sure. it did lose me slightly, i had to back track a bit, but i was listening to music so i might have been distracted. good voice throughout.

kind of grusome, but then grusome is as grusome does, or something like that. i just liked it, is all. bye, raining

Posted 10 Years Ago


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I think this was a great, interesting start. You leave the reader full of suspense. There were a few spelling errors but those are changed easily, so don't worry about it. Also, the use of "awoke" in the first 2 sentences directly next to each other seemed to throw off the flow, for me. The rest of the chapter though was gorgeous. Gruesome? Maybe, but hey, that's art. Very good job with this, and I hope to read more!

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Awww hun it's even better reading it on here. Is that possible? You may ask. Yes it is absolutely possible! I'm sorry I haven't been on much lately, but I should be able to be on more this weekend. I love you

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Very good read, all the necessary emotions and describing the scene was perfect The suspense is perfect. The ending tied it all up. Waiting for part two. Do me a favor, please read and review my poem "I have a Soul Mate". Thank you.

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