Into the Amnesia

Seb was lost of the time she has lost.

She was trapped in some kind of oblivion.

Her senses were fluctuating, and very little persisted. That was her last will which she denied to give up.

She has got no energy even to open her eyes.

She was aware that it has been a long time yet she has no memory of her whereabouts.

She only had a faint feel of being carried and thrown ruefully on some rough concrete.

It was cold and hard.

And that was the end of her consciousness!!!

.........

The next time she received her senses back, she felt herself in a very uncomfortable and painful position.

Her arms ached terribly.

More than that, her leg was stinging like acid.

She wasn't able to reach to any of them.

When she has got back more of her mind, she realized that her hands were hung and bound above her head with shackles!!!

Her toes barely touched the floor.

She felt cold air touching her leg where it stung real bad. The wound must have opened, and this time, the unbearable pain tells her that it has got infected due to delay of treatment!

Something also told her that it might have sprained.

Such unfair curse fell upon her!

She also felt and smelled dried blood through her shoulder, neck and below.

She remembered then!

The blow she received for the last time was indeed that strong.

It still gave her jolt and utter numbness through her back.

She couldn't move her mouth as a bruise was printed on her left cheek.

Just exactly how much she has endured, and how much she has to put effort to get hold of her pitious state?

She forced upon her eyes and tore opened them.

Her vision was still foggy and her mind dizzy.

Only based on her strong control over mind, she was sure of someone's presence in front of her.

She shook her head which triggered her wound behind her head more.

She still took her time to study the face in front her.

But before she could, he spoke himself and let him know of his identity.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you". suggested a oddly familiar voice.

Is it.....Iven?

Is he here to save me?

He must've heard me!

Seb's thoughts were mixed and difficult to sort out herself.

Her heart was strongly protesting the sweet thought for a reason.

She tried to ignore it.

Why not?

It must be him.....he is here....

But then, her thoughts cleared up!

No!!!

It is not!

It is definitely not him!

That face, this voice,....is a complete fraud.

There's no way it could be Iven.

That stone-cold eyes can't be his....

Memories of Seb started recollecting themselves fast.....

She led out a weak grunt.

Her eyes went up to a frown....

Iason.....

"So you're finally awake", the same irritation in his voice. Seb glared at him, her vision still fluctuating,"You're so miserable right now, but still that prideful temper."

Seb looked piercingly at him unable to speak much. Fire shooting from her eyes.

Faint inaudible voice was emerging from her throat...

"You're arrogant.....", Iason walked over her and lifted her chin with his thumb and index, scrutinizing her with his psychotic eyes which she loathed,"....just like him. You are totally worthy of

a person such as him!.....Stubborn!".

Seb lead out a painful groan as she closed her eyes shut.

Fresh blood oozed out from the back of her head.

"And yet, so fascinating", Iason was enjoying it,"Do you know why you are here?", Seb looked at him again as he dropped her chin.

"Iven was even more colder than me", he started to say,"But now I see him, he's completely transformed. That's his obsession, he's totally struck by you. You indeed are different to have him

changed up to this extent".

"But that's not the reason", he went on."The thing is...I needed a little information", Iason came closer to Seb. His expression not decent to trust,"If I get the correct reply, I might consider

letting you go. It's not a personal thing between us you see, and I'm really sorry to have done this to you. I can hope you can just cooperate, okay?".

The tone of his voice, accent, and manner of putting the words gave Seb the spices down her spine.

If she were in form and free, she would have punched his arrogant attitude out.

Now she understands why Iven had warned her against Iason repeatedly.

This guy is clearly not normal.

He is ruthless and a maniac!

"So I only want to know...", Iason looked at her with fake curious face,"....where is Iven's base? I'm sure you know".

Seb's eyes opened a bit more and gaped at him.

She lifted her face properly to face him.

There was no other motion as she kept shut.

Then suddenly she looked away and dropped her face.

"Where is it?", Iason repeated, his voice hardened a bit. It showed he was creepily patienceless.

Seb looked up again.

Her face looked awful.

She made no sound.

"Tell me", the previous look disappeared off Iason's face.

Seb started breathing heavily.

It seemed she was gathering up energy to speak her mind.

She opened her mouth but was still gasping on air and for breath.

Her eyes were going droopy as she choked and swallowed hardly.

Iason's eyes lit up as he came closer to her to hear properly.

His eyes faced hers.

It was a pair of greedy eyes of a maniac against a pair of weak wild wild of a stubborn creature.

A faint voice was audible.

She was trying to say it.

"I....Go...", she breathed in allot of air at once,"Go to...hell!", she smirked at him as a mocking.

Iason's expressions were priceless shocked at first.

Then it started changing.

He smiled eerily at her to meet her smirk.

But his were clearly displeased due to the rejection of his question.

The firm and direct denial was defying his will.

He was flaming furiously indeed!

He nodded, sighed and raising his eyebrows, he scratched his head,"It's sure a pity. But you....will speak, Sybelle. Just a little stimulator is needed. You just had to take hard way, aren't you

uselessly brave now? You could have denied knowing the information, but you clearly proved two useful things", he paused for it,"First, you are prideful indeed. And second....", Iason looks

suddenly gave Seb the chills. This isn't going to be good,"....you know where is the base located!".

Seb knew that the consequences were going to be dire!

"So basically it depends upon your endurance power now", the tone changed suddenly,"The sooner the better though", it was a clean threat!

Seb smiled back at him.

She was accepting the challenge!

"Only if I could, but I don't like violence you see", he faked pity," I prefer peace....but my boys were not happy enough on their last visit with you. They missed you and wanted to meet up again.

I can't deny them, can I? Won't you entertain them a little now, Sybelle?".

Slowly from the cold dark place around, all of them started emerging.

They all had dirty smiles pasted on their lips.

This time it's really taken too far.

"But it's on you, whenever you want to stop they'll listen to you", Iason raised and dropped his shoulders,"You know what to do for that".

Seb shots looks at him.

"So everyone, I'll be leaving now", he announced,"Have fun".

And he started to walk away.

Seb was still sharp enough the last whisper from him to one of his men.

That's when she has closed her eyes tight shut hoping for her to survive only till Iven arrives and also for the moment to pass away swiftly.

"Don't overdo, She must not die.....yet..."