Death. Its a natural thing. Sometimes its quick, painless. Other times its slow, drawn out, painful. My name is Kira. And I was kidnapped from my fiance a long time ago. I dont know how long, i dont know where I am, and I dont remember much of my past life. All i know is that i am troutured for no reason. Put through hell for nothing. And my captor laughs. The most evil laugh ever. The only laugh i can recall. I hate him with everything i am, not only for what he's done to me, but for what he's taken from me.
"Kira," he saids lightly, "You've been usch a good girl lately. You havent screamed at all in the past two days. I'm proud of you."
I stared into his eyes, HE had taken me for a reason. He tells me its becasue they tried to protect me. Who are 'they' though? he never says...why wont he tell me? his eyes harden at a loud bang outside the large room i'm in. He suddenly disappears and i close my eyes. I'm so tired, i thought wearily, when can i go home? Wherever home is...
