The Last Immortal

"Hmm," I muttered.

I've felt a sharp pain in my temple upon waking up. I surely got hungover from last night's outing. I can't raise my arms to touch it, as if something is hindering them to move. I slowly opened my eyes only to see nothing but darkness. My hands are tied at the back of the chair where I am sitting.

"Oh my God!"

I panicked when I realized what had happened last night. I heard the creaking sound of the door being opened.

"Where am I?"

I didn't hear any answer from the person who just entered the room. I can hear his big strides going in my direction.

"Where am I?" I shouted aggressively. "Where are my companions?"

"You won't get an answer. You better shut your mouth up." Said the cold tone from the man whom I can sense standing a few meters in front of me now.

I can feel the tingly feeling on my wrist as I try to move my arms in a quest to free myself from the tight grip of some kind of a knot tying both my arms. My feet are also tied together on the legs of this old creaking chair. I can't see anything because of the blindfold. Thankfully, without my sight, my nose functions pretty well. I started sniffing and a smell of dusty room filled my nostrils. With my strong sense of smell, I can say that the room has rusty objects around. I'm maybe in an old warehouse. I can tell that the man in front of me uses a cheap perfume. I smirked before letting out a deep and long sighed. These people are in trouble. I thought to myself. This may sound insane. Me, tied in a creaking chair thinks that my kidnappers are in trouble. Funny, right? No one in sane condition would believe me. I gritted my teeth before speaking to the man with a hint of warning. The other side of me feels excitement in the anticipation of something I have long been staying away from, for quite some time. Fight and blood. I don't want to let out the monster in me unless needed.

"Let me off here so we won't have any trouble…or better yet, just run for your life."

I heard his little chuckle, not believing what I said.

"Poor thing," I thought to myself.

I must escape from this place. I must go and save wherever Catherine and Isabel are. I started to relax my muscles. I need this to control my strength. I wouldn't like to scare this man. Yet, surely he'll be scared a little later. I could feel my fingernails start lengthening. I hate to admit that my fingernails turn into sharp claws whenever I transform. I curled my palms upward to reach the rope. The sharp nail of my index finger touches the rope. I playfully moved it until I feel the tie starts to loosen. Now, my hands are free. I carefully moved them to exercise my muscles that have been stiffened for the whole night of being tied. I tried to comfort myself. The man is so dumb to notice the activities behind me.

"Where are my friends?" I asked again.

"…"

There's still no answer. The god damn is freaking me out. He is making me mad. The thing that I don't like to happen. However, he is leaving me no choice. My mouth opened and started to hum a song that I've heard a long time ago. I didn't do it on purpose, though. It just escapes my mouth every time the monster in me gets excited.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm,"

"Stop that. It creeps me." Says the man uneasily.

"Do you know that song?" I said teasingly.