40A/N Heyy my second story! also for that short story contest thingy :P again tell me what you think :D
New A/N I edited it slightly and I've had ideas to continue it, making this chapter the prologue as u can see if u read the little thingy up there that says Prologue in that drop section thingamabob. if u dont know what I'm talking about then nevermind and let me continue to ramble :P anywayz READ AND REVIEW PULEEzE nd thank youz. Oh and tell me if i should continue it too
"Urrgmmmmphhm" I groaned into the cloth disabling my ability to make sounds other than muffled gibberish. Cautiously cracking my eyes open, I slowly took in my surroundings. Blackness. Of course, I was blindfolded. Seeing as my arms and legs were well-bound, I relied on my sharp hearing for any sort of clue as to where I was this time. These kidnappers aren't too bad at tying knots.
Crashes of thunder and pouring rain thrashing on the roof drowned out most sounds. I could just barely hear lapping waves, concluding that I was most likely at an abandoned warehouse. What is with kidnappers and abandoned warehouses? Heavy footsteps getting louder were soon registered.
"She's awake!" exclaimed a low gruff voice. Three quicker pairs of footsteps joined. I sensed, with my nose unfortunately, a sweat covered figure on my left. A pair of meaty hands untied the ragged blindfold and gag. As it slipped away the slightly opened door letting water in caught my eyes. Four husky men in front of me came next. They sported similar clothing from their hats to worn out shoelaces.
Suddenly, yanked by my elbows to my feet by the one whom I believed to be the leader. He responded to "boss", as I learned right before I had blacked out and my supposed "bodyguards" were easily beaten. Still being bound, it was slightly difficult to stand straight. Surveying around, I formulated my escape plan. Mid-thought, I heard some yelling and apparently it was directed at me. I guess I should pay attention to them...
"Oi! Listen, Princess. Call your brother and repeat everything we say, or else. Got it?" demanded Boss. Or else what? Seriously they all demand the same thing, I thought withholding a sigh. Locking my light brown orbs with his pale almost translucent blues, I jumped as high as I possibly could. The ropes on my feet got cut by the jagged piece of metal that had been poking me in the back, also waking me up, instantly freeing my ankles. Taken by surprise, Boss & co. weren't prepared to meet my worn out converse that sent them sprawling to the floor. Before they hit the cold concrete floor, I bolted for the slightly cracked open door.
Just as I greeted the pouring rain, a yell was followed by a sharp tug on my wrists, almost dislocating my arms. Turning around with a roundhouse kick, maybe a bit too hard, Boss fell flat on his back just as a couple of police cars skidded right in front of the warehouse. More men, this time dressed in stuffy black suits rushed towards me exclaiming, "Are you alright Princess?" "Your brother was so worried!" Sending the usual "shut up, I'm fine and don't care. Go do your thing and leave me alone in peace before having another lectured preached to me by brother-dearest" glare I walked to one of the sleek black cars that "came to my rescue". I hopped into the car, soaking the ridiculously expensive leather seats while slamming the door shut hard enough to shatter the windows if they weren't bullet-proof. Meanwhile, the "bodyguards" and police dealt with this month's kidnappers. I would get kidnapped less often if I didn't have 10 stiff-suited stalkers following me around every frigging second of the day, but being the only family of his royal-pain-in-the-neck King Terrance, I can't help but get used to it. At least it put some excitement in my dull, overprotected life.
A/N To continue or not to continue...?