5 Taken

Zyla doesn't let her guards down.

Two pale white wolves emerge from both sides making three that got her surrounded.

She chuckles as she tightens her sweater and rolls two knives from her belt, waving them in the air. She has handled ten wolves before, is it three that can be difficult?

Zyla throws a knife at the wolf in front of her and it hits her target.

But...

The wolf seems to smile over such play that she calls a fight, or an attack. Its two front paws leave the ground and it stands upright, like her. Zyla's eyes widen... What... the...

The paw of the wolf disgustingly becomes a human's hand and it pulls out of the knife that Zyla threw that's stuck to its right shoulder. He holds it in its palm and squeezes it like paper, throwing it to her and the hand becomes a paw again. It lands on its four paws and it's yellow, that have a pinch of white teeth that shows like it just smiled.

Zyla's hand slowly shifts to the hole on her hand, reactivating the chip in her blood. Janice and the rest watch from the screen that just came up...

The popcorn in her mouth falls seed by seed, to the ground as they stared at the scene in amazement and fear. The ear deposit in her ear turns on, due to her mental command to listen to what they say she should do.

"Can you be able to handle them, Zyla?" Selena asks in fear. Janice, Carl, and Sonia turn to look at her confused because of the voice she used. It's mesmerizing, yet scared.

Zyla chuckles hearing her voice and her question.

"Seems like you don't know who I am, yet"

The three wolves run up to her as they planned it through the connection they have with their minds. Zyla steps on a rock and processes a quick backflip, throwing three knives at the three wolves.

One knife got the eye of the wolf that's coming by the left side. It stops running and gasps as it loses lots of water and blood mixed.

The two other wolves and Zyla watch its reaction.

The two other wolves look at each other and then back at it in shock. The target-gotten wolf drops dead to the ground and Zyla smirks. A 21-year-old assassin and hunter that has been in the killing business for eighteen years of her life should know better when it comes to wildlife conservation.

The two wolves turn to her, snarling as they walk up to her.

She got one of them, why will two be hard?

Zyla quickly pulls out a gun and cracks it, pulling the trigger three times.

Yes, the bullets got the two wolves, but when it touches their bodies. It falls on the ground and becomes ashes.

Zyla's eyes widen.

What the... So is she a kindergarten in shooting now?

The shock of seeing the two wolves not die by such a blast causes her to not move. She's stuck in the position.

The wolves running towards her knocks her down with their weight and uses their sharp claws to mark her body mercilessly. One of the wolves steps on the hole on her left hand and deactivates the chip.

Janice and the rest that has been speechlessly watching everything, gaped as they watched. The way everything happened seems more like watching a horror movie.

"Zyla? Zyla, can you hear me?"

But Zyla doesn't reply to their questions. Then her eyes land on, with her hazy vision, on the face of a man, who had a round-cut hairstyle.

"Please... Save me"

And then, her vision went blank.

"Zyla? Zyla!" Selena feels like crying!

Her younger sister is... No! she shouldn't be assuming things!

Zyla is alive and just got a line of injury, that's all! She has to believe this, she does not want to believe that everything... Her sister is gone!

"We have to go help her!"

"No!"

All eyes settle on Janice negatively hearing her yell.

"This is Zyla we're talking about. The girl that never gets beaten..."

Here we go... Some more of Janice's encouraging speech that never gets them encouraged.

"Zyla is a girl we shouldn't underestimate just because she's our junior. She's the most trained and skillful assassin and hunter I have ever known"

Sonia yawns. Why does she always keep saying this to everyone she wants to encourage.

Oh well... They can't say she's saying it without any effort. Right?

"That's why I know... Zyla will make it out alive and well"

...

Zyla's eyelashes flutter as she opens her eyes.

{Wh-Where am I?}

She tries to regain her sight but it seems like her eyes are failing her. She shakes her head vigorously but no sign of sight befall her eyes.

Is... Has she lost her sight all of a sudden?

{Crap! All those claws spanking got my eyes? Damn!}

She tries to move but there's a restriction.

{What is happening today? Have I suddenly gone limp?}

She tries again, but nothing happens.

{Wait... Is someone behind me?}

Zyla feels her skin loose up from behind, someone's hand scratched her head.

She had a blindfold on?!

{Ooof! Better! I thought my sight went black again}

Has it ever gone black before, Zyla? Has it?

A thin light, penetrating through a small hole, hit the seat in front of her, and Zyla's eyes widen. A man...

A man wearing a long white robe... His eyes cannot be seen. His sitting position is like that of a woman. Zyla stares at the blue irises and dark dots that are brightly staring back at her.

{Who got these tempting eyes?}

Zyla strains her eyes to figure out the face that is staring at her... But it seems like all she wants to do is cause her blindness because the darkness refuses to evacuate.

"Wh-Who are you?"

Several people with fur at the back of their neck and heads, including women, comes out from both sides of the person that got blue eyes and are staring at her.

{Does whoever is sitting there knows his eyes are good-looking and looking dangerous? Why does it give me the creeps?}

Zyla wishes she can answer her questions but no...

She can't.

"She looks like the one, Dylan"

{Dylan? A Handsome Name. Who Owns It?}

Zyla stares into the blue eyes as blood drips down her ear.

{God! Those Damn Wolves!}

Zyla can't take her eyes off the wolf.

Not because of fear or anything...

But because it looks familiar.

{Well... Where do I know you, Pretty eyes?}