1 She has been kidnapped

kiara zamir awake with indignant anger riding her hard. Even now, she could feel the cold,rough grip on her arms and mouth,feel the bite of the injector as the drug sped through her blood stream and quickly rendered her unconsious .Her abductors had moved so fast,she'd had no chance to call for help.Our or better yet fight.

Cowards! she hated people who attacked like that. At least be a man and face her. But no instead they would sneak around in the dark to take her while she slept sneaky bastard she let out in disgust.

There was noting she hated most than people who hid in the shadows waiting to prey on people .Assassins,kidnappers,muggers,rapist,they were all worthless,soulless scum who deserved noting but pain and death.

Now her head ached bitterly as the drug wore off. She tried not to breathe deeply as she opened her eyes slowly and carefully in order to confront who or whatever held her captive. To her relief she was still dressed in her night gown. there was no one else in the room and no sound of her there was anyone near by. Thank God ,it would give her time to plot an escape plan or a counterattack . She has been born a princess, but docility wasn't in her blood and neither was patience. Not to mention she'd learn many tricks while living with an over protective military father.

She pushed herself up and took a look around every where was filled with garbage ,left over food and snacks ,the room smelt like a dung hill. A determined grimace settled on her face as she headed towards the door on unsteady feet. True its been years since she bypassed the intense security and picked the locks on her house to sneak outside and meet her friends after curfews ,but she was sure she would remember how to.

She had to.

Besides,the chance that this rusted-out junker had the latest security was slim to none.

Reaching the door, kiara,tan her hand over the smooth keypad. Very old indeed. How quaint .It reminded her of the locks on her grandfather's house from twenty years ago.

She looked around for anything that might give her a clue about the key code,but there was no numbers anywhere. Nothing personal about her attackers other than what they eat and how filthy they were.

ugh! There was no use in simply guessing number sequences since that could very well lock her out completely and trap her here. It might even has her back into unconsciousness or death.

She had to look for a way out she can't die like this ."Suck it up baby" she said under her breath."You need to find something out for that lock and get out of here".

She curled her lip at the nastiness as she kicked at a pile near her,looking for something she could use on the door.I'd rather be eaten alive than call this place home.....

There was a pile of half-gnawed food under a small towel.Ah,gross.

Suddenly she heard footsteps approaching in the corridor outside Even more determined than before she cast out her gaze in search for a weapon. But found nothing.

Clenching her teeth, she pressed herself against the wall by the door and waited to attack them when they entered