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go through in the process of information extortion. Hell, she had extorted many and this is not how easy she went, ever. She limped her way back to the cabin. She had no plans. She was a captive after all. 

 

Calliah noticed a man fast asleep on an armchair, an rv trailer was parked next to him and bottles of alchol lay around him. This was a chance. She could kill him but did she have the strength? What if she messed up? Calliah wasn't confident anymore, afterall her over-confidence landed her to this situation in the first place.

 

Don't overestimate yourself.

Nicholas's voice rang into her ears.

I did exactly what Nicholas always feared for me, she thought. He thought Calliah was reckless and she gave him even more resons to think that.

 

If only she had resorted to using just guns that morning instead of showing off her skills, there would be a whole different scenario in front of her. Kostas would be proud of her. Now, she didn't know what Kostas thought. 

He probably thinks I'm dead. She continued walking and was close to her captor. His shirt was filthy with blood and mud and his face looked peaceful. His folded sleeves were torn at places. He was fast asleep, his brown hair was all ruffled and stubbles had started to look like beard. There were bruises at places on his face. A little of his tattoo was visible on his broad chest. It was a huge wing of eagle maybe. Calliah cried at that sight. What was happening to her? She hadn't cried in a long while. She was disgusted but the tears didn't stop. She was every definition of weak now. She couldn't take a guy who was fast asleep, she was held prisoner by one man. One man. But her body was limp. 

 

Don't attack until your physique supports! She had read it in one of her books.

 

But it was not like Calliah at all to not at least try. She twisted the handle of rv and the door opened. She quickly made her way into the kitchen looking for knife.

 

She heard the chair creak. Her captor was awake. No.

 

She knew he had been gentle with her so far but he was a deadly man. One more strike and she would be shot dead. 

 

Calliah decided to pounce on something else though-- food.

 

♠♠♠♠♠♠

 

"I am Carla Agnes." 

 

Erhard almost tripped on the grass and stopped his stretching midway. He turned to find her standing outside the RV wrapped in the white sheet. Her bra and panty were almost visible but he could have imagined it after last night. She limped closer and he realized her eyes were no more smudged in black and her face looked clean except for cuts and bruises ofcourse. Her black bra straps showed and he scowled at the memory of last night. He hated her guts. He found her disgusting.

 

"I am hired by the Greeks. I wor-work for them." Calliah tried to sound her confident self but she wasn't able to look at him after what happened. She was ashamed.

 

He scoffed. Busted.

 

"I am an assassin."

 

He made a few steps closer. 

 

"Fucking stop it already, girl."

 

Girl. He called me girl. Calliah felt rage building inside her because of the way he said it. She knew he thought him as anyone else- weak. Calliah tried to convince herself it didn't matter what he thought of her.

 

"Stop fucking lying." His voice was low but every onunce deadly.

 

"I'm not." She spoke confidently.

 

"Really? You were hiding that big "secret" to endure all of that torture."

 

He came even closer and shouted right in her face.

 

"Do I fucking look like a fool to you?"

 

There was silence for a moment.

 

"I thought I'd die anyway." She spoke in a weak voice deliberately not meeting his eyes. I didn't think you had it in you to break me like that.

 

"Oh, you will die." He looked at her pathetically.

 

"I know but you said you'd make it easier." Voice still low and weak. Calliah saw his nostrils flare and he turned back, his hand on his hair, he looked irritated.

 

"And you believe it? Whatever the fuck happened to that feisty woman out there. You kept saying you could take anything but you know what, you are just as weak as other bitches, just as frail."

Erhard was disappointed. So much of wildness and now she didn't intrigue her anymore. She was the same.

 

Calliah's chest burned with fury. She balled her hands as he kept shouting. She was shaking, her lips in a thin line.

 

"Whore. You are a whore. Fuck. That's all you are good for Calliah, just to fuck." 

 

Calliah's chest was on fire as tears of rage blinded her vision. She lifted her foot to land a kick on his face but he shoved it. More kicks but Nicholas dodged gracefully.

 

"Commom whore. You haven't landed one kick yet. Is that all you are good for. To Fuck?" 

 

"Son of a bitch." She pounced on him like a hungry tigress and tackled him landing punches on him. Nicholas was on top soon after but he just stayed there obstructing her struggle to get free. Calliah started bawling her eyes out. He let go and she screamed as tears flowed relentlessly. He tried to calm her down but she didn't let him touch her.

 

"Cal, listen." She flinched away from him.

 

"Cal, it was part of the course, whatever I said." But Calliah wouldn't listen. She had believed him.

 

"Calliah, jesus." He held her shoulder tightly and made her look into his eyes.

 

"I am your fucking instructor. I am obliged to do that to you. I am supposed to make you face your worst fear in an attempt to make you stronger. You are a warrior, aren't you.?

 

When she kept letting out her sobs, he pressed again.

 

"Aren't you?"

 

"Yes." She mumbled.

 

"Good. Now I can tell you you failed today's test badly." 

 

Calliah didn't speak. She knew what was coming. Nicholas was disappointed. He was a strict teacher and she had promised she wouldn't disappoint him.

 

"You are far from being a warrior."

 

"No, Nicholas." She cried.

 

"Stop with the crying first." She obliged rubbing her hands all over her face.

 

"Rule no.7 of combatant index 65. Don't let your weakness be your weakness. Accept it wholly." He continued.

 

"Don't lose yourself, you've got a temper. You get provoked easy, Cal and this makes your enemy even more powerful."

 

"You don't know me." She said looking at her captor's eyes. Her voice venomous but she released her hands free.

 

"Know you enough that you're a weakling hiding behind those spunky outfit."

 

Rule no. 47. Know your ground. No bravery is good that will render you dead.

 

She only hoped it was not too late to follow Nicholas's ideals.

 

Just then, she felt a drooping sensation inside her panty.

 

"Can I get a tampon. I haven't changed it since two days."

 

Erhard's eyebrows twitched as he seemed to process what she just said. His face grew solemn before his forehead was set in an angry frown.

 

"And where the fuck am I supposed to find em here, they grow on trees?" 

He didn't even know why he was answering her question.

 

She smiled then presses her lips together as she realized what she had just done. This was enough to tick off his hot head.

 

"Listen bitch." He grabbed her neck and thumped her on the RV. This sent scathing agony all over her parts. She was lifted from the ground.

 

"I am gonna go and when I come back, you better have answers with you or I am going to torment you to death and this time there will be no stopping." His thunderous voice boomed in her ears.

 

He let her go and the cut on her jawline had started to bleed. She leaned on the RV coughing. When she looked at her captor's face, she found a sinister twinkle in his eyes and a smirk dancing on his face.

 

"And didnt anybody teach you..." he stroke her cheek with the back of his hand.

 

"It's bad manner to steal stuffs." He placed the same hand inside the front of the sheet she was wrapped in-- his hand lingered on her upper boob for a while before tugging on the material.

 

No, no, no, no. Motherfucker.

 

The sheet fell down in a second. She stood naked shaking of anger. It needed to come out-- the anger. She closed her eyes as her head shook vehemently. I can't do this Nicholas, she thought.

 

Erhard locked the RV and walked away but not before giving her a pathetic look full of disgusts.

 

Fangs with blood

  Calliah still couldn't find her clothes. The bastard must have them locked in RV, she thought. She was sitting on grass outside the cabin, plucking twigs from ground as she basked in sun and listened to birds.She didn't want to imagine what would happen to her naked body after sunset. She walked to tap time to time cursing to rub off the blood that dripped to her thighs once in a while.Calliah had nothing else to do. So, she worked on her escape plan but she couldn't figure out how it was going to be possible. The bastard didn't believe her and the cabin was surrounded in a barbed fence from all sides.

 

As soon as her captor had left that morning, she had been in action. She had walked as far as she could from the cabin. At first, her heart had done a flip as there were just trees and bushes and all she had to do was find a way to the highway. There had to be a highway. He didn't carry her all the way to woods, she knew but was he that stupid to just let her walk her way out?

 

 As she had scampered further, she could see trails of tyres-- two wheelers. After some five minutes walk, her heart sank as she mouthed "I knew it." 12 feet high fences circled the area. She had followed the fence in the hope to see some trees around it. If there were any, she could climb it and get to the otherside. But it was a planned hideout. In the process, she  had discovered a fall. White water gurgling down the rock where they splashed on a rock with such force that the droplets drizzled her face. The fall was outside the fence and it ended on a small stream. 

 

Oh how she had wanted to bath!

 

Now she just laid on the grass, sun warming every inch of her back.

 

A cold breeze and a revving engine woke her up. It was dark already. Third day in this place, Calliah mused. Her body hair stood up and so did she but she stood her ground. Maybe he'll not find her if she just stood in dark.

 

"Fuck, stupid." She mouthed and walked towards the sound of his captor. The bulb inside the cabin glowed and Calliah got startled at the sound.

 

"You can't hide; you seem smart enough to have figured that out already. Now, come back. I have my means to find you anyway."

 

His voice was accompanied by howls and barks of some animals.

 

What in the world! 

 

At this point, she only wished he would make it easy-- her death. She couldn't afford to give away any information. That would be betraying Kostas-- the leader and not to mention, her father. If they found out this was her doing,

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