Chapter 7.

LUKA'S POV.

A soft knock came on the door.

I wasn't expecting any visitors.

My eyes darted to the window, the spy wasn't there anymore.

I guess it's showtime.

I made my way toward the door.

Wrong choice, I know.

The spy must have a trick up his sleeves, and I'm not left out.

I balled my fist, I got a gut feeling, that he wasn't alone and he was going to barge in anytime soon.

"Plow", The door exploded right in my eyes. Before I could act, I was already blown away.

I fell to the ground, I could feel my breath getting heavy.

But not right now.

" Hello Luka", I heard a deep voice.

That voice sounded strangely not familiar.

I raised my head to stare at him. He had clothing wrapped over his face.

" Who are you?", My words came out weak, just the way I hate it.

" Your nightmare".

" I guess you mean, the other way around", I got to my feet swiftly.

In a flash, I was right in front of him, knocking him off his feet.

I guess he didn't expect it a bit, the expression on his face was evident.

That's what anyone gets for belittling me.

I dusted my hands off proudly.

" Hey. Where did he go", My eyes went alarmed.

I turned backward quickly, catching the blades he held just when it was about to slice me into halves.

The blade was cutting deep into my hand, but right now I care less.

I held a tight gaze with him.

He must have figured out I was a tough one.

His hard glare suddenly faded away, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

He let go of the blade and then used his leg to bounce me backward aggressively, since I wasn't expecting it, I stumbled backward.

" You should remember this", He said.

My eyes snapped toward him immediately, just to see him snuck an instrument into my neck.

I groaned, stuttering.

I was going weak.

What did he hit me with?

I fell to the floor, my whole body was heating up.

I was in ultimate pain.

Did he hit me with a silver bolt?.

" My silver bolt should keep you", He made a few steps toward me.

How dare he.

I going to make him pay for this.

I want to, but why do I keep going weak?

"Loosen up and let it function", His voice was soft and mocking.

I hate being weak, my breath was getting more and more hinged.

My body is on fire.

" What a beauty", His deep voice rang in.

He was hovering over Ana.

" I guess she would come with me", He added and slowly lifted Ana's sleeping body into his arms.

" Let.. her… go" " she groaned, forcing the words out.

". You should be stable before giving commands", And right in front of my eyes, he walked out of the room, and I could only lay on the floor, helpless!

DIANA'S POV

My eyes fluttered open slowly.

How did my pretending to send me into a deep sleep, dunno?

That's just how my system works.

Now I wonder what Luka is thinking, I should get a prick off his face first.

" Huh?", My eyes shut up in alarm.

I scanned my surroundings.

" Where am I", My voice came out rather low.

And I'm tied down; to a chair?

I wriggled my hand continuously, but the rope seemed to not burge a bit.

Where on earth is this place?

" Let me go!!!", I yelled out loud.

" I guess you are awake then", I heard a voice utter.

My eyes snapped to my right.

I could see a figure sitting still, rocking front and backward.

Do not tell me he was there the whole time.

" Who are you? And what do you want from me?!", I half-yelled.

" I can hear you fair and clear, speak calmly, and don't hurt your lungs" " his deep voice replied.

Why does his voice seem familiar?

I closed my eyes, letting my anger fade away.

I let out a deep sigh, slowly opening my eyes.

" Do I know you?", I asked softly.

" Hmmm", He breathes out heavily.

" Do you know me?", He repeated my question.

Was he repeating my question?

Pathetic!.

" Let me give you a straight answer", He suddenly stopped rocking his chair, sitting upright.

I wish I could just see his face, I just wanna see what the bastard looks like.

" I do not know if you know me girl, but does my voice sound familiar to you?", He redirected my question.

" It does ", I seethed my teeth, was he trying to play mind games with me now?

" Great then", He sank deep into the chair again.

" What are you?", I asked getting irritated already.

"A higher animal", He replied.

" Can you give me a direct answer to my question!", He yelled out.

" I answered all your questions" " he said rather calmly.

What's this guy?

He is fuckin getting on my nerves!.

" Why are you keeping me", I asked rather rudely.

" I won't tell you that, but know you aren't getting out of my grasp anytime soon", He said sternly.

" Really?", I scoffed loudly.

He thinks I'm so weak and dump, pathetic fool.

" Show your face, let's talk things out", I said to him boldly.

" Ok", He slowly got on his feet, taking a few steps toward me, he was getting out of the shadows.

And with each step he took, I could feel my heart quickening.

Why am I suddenly getting nervous?

And then he was completely in view.

I….

I don't know him.

I let out a sigh of relief.

" I don't know you", I said calmly.

" But I know you Diana", He said hoarsely.

" How do you know my name?", I growled at him.

" Do you want an answer to that or do you want me to answer another question", He said.

" What possible question would I need you to answer to? ", I asked him, scrutinizing his face.

There was more to him than meets his eyes.

" The question you have been seeking an answer for", He replied.

My eyes shut up to his face, he couldn't possibly be talking about…

How could he know about them?

" My parent?", The words left my mouth on his own will.

" Yes your parent, I guess you would want to hear a story about them", He crossed his hand.

" Once upon a time… .", He started.