It was a girl…shorter than her with light blue eyes and a deadly smile.

“Well I see your awake…now I know your scared and wondering how the hell you got here…but just relax…I’ll return you soon.”

In this girls hand was a plate of food. “Im not sure what you like to eat so…I got you some fruit.”

She placed the plate gently on the floor while keeping one eye trained on the half necked blonde.

“Wow your pretty I can see why Aiden and Pain are after you.”
Both names caused the blondes head to tilt in question.

“You know them?”

The shorts girls left brow quirked in question… “Lucky guess…please eat…it will be some time before I come back…”

She turned on her heel and began to exit when Spencer’s voice stopped her.

“Please…what is your name…”

Her body began to tremble as the girl’s voice deepened into a deadly demonic voice.

“Fear.”

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“Fear!”

“Yeah…and boy is she hot.”

“Love shut the fuck up!”

Ashley kicked a door closed as they both left the cabin.

“Peace is trying to get the location…oh…looks like he fucked you up.”

“Lucky shot! Oh so he made you stay with me … what a guy.”

Ashley growled as the two walked on.
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Spencer had never been more afraid then she was now.

The girl name ‘Fear’ didn’t show up for at least three hours. She needed to use the bathroom really bad by that time.

“Hey I need to pee!”

About five seconds later the door creaked back open.

“Come on.”

Spencer quickly made her way out of the stuffy room.

“Thank you…the room should atleast come with a bathroom.” Fear folded her hands behind her back.

“Come on, it’s this way.”

The surroundings where a bit old, but still nice; the bathroom was even clean…it actually looked like the kind of house you’d find in a rich neighborhood.

As Spencer came out she wondered if she would remain nude.

“Here…might as well clean yourself.”

The short demon handed her a towel and clothes.
“Oh thanks.”

She smiled to the girl… which was odd considering she was being held captive by her.

“You seem nice, why did you kidnap me…”

Those light blue eyes became saddened, “It’s not my choice…it’s is ‘HIS’ will.”