Tag: kidnapped

The appearance of the Atlas Moth

It was hard to tell when she had closed her eyes. Robin occasionally glanced over at her, but in the dim light the young woman’s eyes were difficult to make out until she blinked. The blood of the moth in her was strong, maroon coloring her eyelids the same exactly pattern as the orbs that lay behind them.

“Have you caught your breath?” Robin asked her.

She nodded. “Yes, thank you. It’s so cold here. I’m not used to this weather.”

“They take you from far away?”

She nodded again. “My name is Min-hee. My father has to be looking for me. Is he looking for me?”

“I have no doubts.” Robin spoke as he usually did, without hesitance. “Let’s get you out of here. We can talk about what’s happened once we make sure you’re safe.”

Jay had a way of doing that simultaneously, but Robin hadn’t felt like he developed that skill yet. Still, they found a missing person. Perhaps they would finally find out why so many with signs of their beast blood were being kidnapped.

Excerpt of something else I wrote

“Should we take the car?” she asked. They would make more distance that way. Robin knew what she was thinking. If they left it here, the two in the back might get loose and catch up with them.

He tried to be as optimistic as possible. “Of course! Do you know how to drive!”

She shook her head.

“I took a class once.” Robin climbed into the driver’s seat as his companion entered the other side. “Or twice.”

“You don’t have a permit?” She sounded concerned, but considering how they were escaping a kidnapping, she had every right to be concerned.

“What’s important is that I have experience.”

“Okay then.” She nodded. “Let’s get into range so these phones will work.”

In some ways, she reminded him of Jay. He could hold himself together in situations where Robin felt like it could be difficult. However, unlike Jay, her calmness appeared so naturally, even though he could tell her true feelings on the matter.

He started the car and drove them off into the woods.

The best of all assistants

The light suddenly hit Jay full on in the face, waking him. He did his best not to groan as he roused. All he was capable of was opening his eyes, as his bound wrists and ankles made it difficult to sit up. He hadn’t remembered getting into this precise situation, but simultaneously he wasn’t surprised.

“Oh, Jay! You’re awake?”

Jay blinked blearily. “You too?” he asked Robin.

“Seems that way. How inconvenient.”

Jay sighed and rolled onto his side. He felt how empty his pocket was. “Well, they took the pocket knife. There goes our evidence. I was certain the police would find someone else’s fingerprints.” When Robin didn’t respond immediately, Jay knew he had missed something. Any time Robin didn’t immediately start speaking meant something was up. “What?”

“Well, about that. I… might have moved it.”

“Moved what?”

“The evidence.”

Jay finally used enough effort to shift into a sitting position. He couldn’t pull away from the wall, where his restraints were attached to, but he could at least focus his full attention on his assistant. “You moved the evidence.”

“Yes!”

“That was in my pocket!”

“The very same!”

“That I had up to the point I was attacked!”

“I picked it out and threw it behind the book case! You know, the one that isn’t angled completely against the wall and we keep meaning on moving it but haven’t gotten around to it yet?”

Jay’s head hurt, but he tried to not let that stop him. “You… threw it behind the bookcase.”

“With gloves, of course! I didn’t think they’d look there for anything! It’s not like I could’ve taken any of them on in a fight, Jay.”

“You couldn’t take on a little girl in a fight,” he agreed. Robin pouted, but Jay didn’t care. “Good job. If we ever get out of here, we’ll be able to get it to the police.”

“You mean when!”

Jay was very glad for Robin’s unending optimism, because it made the rest of their incarceration and subsequent rescue much more tolerable.