“What do you think you’re doing with my prisoner?” He spat out the words, threatening us. Threatening me. I glanced around mockingly. “Your prisoner? Where?” This only angered him and I liked the reaction. “Give it back or else.” I let out a laugh. “Or else what? Hmm?” I crossed my arms, feeling calm and relaxed despite the situation. Even though I was calm and relaxed, Ember wasn’t. She was tense from fear and confusion, I think so anyway.

“I’m not the only one here, you know. I have colleagues who, if I’m correct, are ransacking your little home as we speak since you came here to help that thing behind you, so theres that.” My fists clenched at him calling Ember a ‘thing’. But his colleagues ransacking my house? That wasn’t a big deal. Not at all.

“Didn’t I ask what you were going to do? Not your friends doings, if they even are your friends? You can’t rely on them forever. Unless your a baby, then go ahead.” Thats when I noticed something in his hand. It was a knife. There was a dangerous gleam in his eyes now that wasn’t there betore.