The Darkest Dream

Battles

The fight took place in an old warehouse not far from the city center, a girl clashing muscles and dexterity with some men who were muscular, but not quite brainy.

The proof, of the 7 people who hold him, 4 of them have faced the almighty. Leah looked a little tired, she had no meaning since morning. But had to face 7 minions of the grandmother alone.

flashbacks

"I saw her there in this city, like her just arrived. In view of her appearance alone, I can already judge, if the girl has not even found a place to just rest." Said one of his friends at a bar.

"You're sure if it's the heir to the second throne? wrong guy, your life's a bet." The friend stared at him waiting for a definite explanation, will the information that his friend brought.

"I'm sure, that girl is exactly the same as the photo I got of the boss' confidant." His words are full of confidence.

"Tell me where the girl is now, I hope one dose is enough to carry her. Given that the family is the same blood of the devil, it makes me always wary." Her babble spent the rest of the drink in her glass with a single sip, then left with her friend.

"Geez, my stomach's why it's this hungry." Leah stared at her little remaining supplies. The money he brought was not much, just enough to spend 2 weeks. It also has to be extra frugal.

Leah was sitting in a park chair, arriving in less than half an hour. The long journey made her quite exhausted, the hunger was her main mastermind.

"Finally we meet, too, miss. It's nice to be face to face with a pure heir like you. I'm very flattered. So let's make a deal, come with us willingly. Then your life will be our boss's consideration. Rebelling? your life as a bet." Said the tattooed man almost all over his body, grinning at the devil. Leah smiled cynically, since childhood she disliked at random orders. And now? do street rats feel like working lions? Jesus, Leah really wants to laugh out loud right now. Honey, his strength must be sparing to face the cheap bandits in front of him.

"Sorry, gentlemen. I was a little tired, my trip was quite a long way and it made my back a little not okay now. So, I will come with you willingly. So there's no need to waste your energy to deal with this weak girl." Said Leah grinning venom, very faint. Only the sexy tip of her lips lifted. Leah is a picture of the real world hell, while Lizzie, is the most terrifying picture of hell, behind her calm and gentle demeanor. Both have the same oppressive properties, only have their own ways to do it.

Leah was handcuffed like a prisoner, put in a car and taken away for up to an hour and a half. Along the way, Leah quietly memorized all the routes they passed, as well as other routes at each intersection they passed.

Arriving at the warehouse that is functioned as a headquarters, Leah was pushed roughly to enter the warehouse.

"Hey! dude? I can walk without you pushing, so stop doing it. That's if you still need both hands in place." Leah said with warning. But the man responded by laughing at Leah, who according to him was struggling.

After sitting Leah in a wooden chair, and tied up with a mine. Handcuffs leah on the loose, because it is impossible that the girl can release the winding rope that now binds her small body firmly.

"We'll see if you still have a bit of arrogance when Lady Samara comes here to execute you like an animal." Said the man full of pressure. Leah looked to the side, the man spoke at a close enough distance, causing Leah's disgusting soul to rebel.

"Can you speak with a far radius? I'm sick of smelling your mouth and body disgusting." Sarkas Leah without the slightest fear. The man who did not accept gave a bogeman on Leah's smooth cheek, until her mouth was bleeding.

Leah spat on the man's shoes as if challenging, making her emotions even more lured away. With full force, the man kicked Leah in the chest until the girl slammed into her chair. Leah coughed withstanding the indescribable pain. Afraid? surrender? ooh, of course it's not that easy as Orlando. Leah increasingly aggressively provoke the man's emotions by way of underestimating his abilities.

Dor's!

The man collapsed in a kneeling position in front of Leah. Apparently, the bullet he was aiming at Leah's head, turned around to hit his own head. The man's friends shuddered in horror, seeing the occult happenings happening right in front of them.

The remaining six men threw one another a glance, hinting, who was the first to face the girl in front of them.

"Can help me to sit, my position is very bad at seeing. At the very least, give me a place to fall that's a little cooler than this. My waist ached too long in this position." Please Leah with a look that does not imply that she needs help.

With doubt the six men began to set up a joint security strategy. Leah's fallen position with the back of a chair that has been broken, it could be that the girl will be free soon. With a bit of courage, the two of them began to approach Leah. With the intention of handcuffing back the girl, so that they are safe until the madam arrives.

Shortly after sitting the chair in its proper position, the man began to insert one of Leah's hands into the handcuffs. Honey, the more nimble Leah was able to turn the situation around. In a state that was still tied to the chair even though it was a little loose, Leah stood up and hit the tip of the legs of her chair into the stomachs of the two men at once. Fierce fights ensued and created a bit of tension. How not, one against six men at once.

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Leah tried to neutralize the look on her face, the pain hit her bones.

"You want to give up, miss?" the ridicule of a man staring ripplely at Leah while wiping the corner of her bloody lips. Leah laughed softly. Surrender? that's right.

"I love having a little hidden power, uncle. Just watch your waist, you're old enough to fight me who's much younger." Reply Leah threw a ledge.

Hot to hear the child's thumping yesterday afternoon? sure am! With the rest of his power, the man was helped his friends back to attack Leah. They were so confident that they could defeat that pretentious girl. Many times Leah bounced but the power seemed to fill automatically.

A fierce fight ensued for almost half an hour, finally, now only one remained. Or rather, Leah accidentally left as her map during her time in California.

"I let you live not without reason, so show me your sturdy body uncle. Don't embarrass the elderly, seeing that your muscles don't match your frail body." Leah's circus was a little cringed. He was exhausted, thirsty and hungry.

"Come with me, uncle. I'm hungry, I still have a little change for us to eat together." Said Leah reaching for her backpack that was thrown in the corner of the room.

Harlan, the guy's name. Now following Leah is like a guard dog. Although Leah treated her with humane, but shame, made her feel inferior.

Her self-esteem is now at the core of the earth at its most basic, falling by a young girl whom she considers a child yesterday afternoon.