A ray of light

Asha

    We're thrown into a dark room.

   "Ah fuck it." I curse under my breath, falling to my knees.

    "What did you do?" Auren snaps at me.

  "I was trying to save your life, again!" I hiss, annoyed.

   "What were you planning on doing this time around?" He places his hand on his hips.

   "That psycho was trying to bomb the place while you were still in it!" I fold my arms across my chest.

   He exhales, sitting on the floor, his head in his hands.

  "If I had died in that fire, it would be more merciful than what he would do to me now," he mumbles.

   "You're a Lycan, can't you do something?" I knit my brows together, scooting closer to where he's seated.

    He raises his head to look at me, "I don't have my wolf in me. How many times should I say I can't do anything if he's not in me?"

   I place my hands behind me, pacing to and fro, "Hmm, since he's in me. We have to do something."

    "What do you have in mind?" He narrows his eyes at me .

     I shrug, "We have to get out of here somehow. However the means, we have to fucking leave this place," I huff.

      He scoffs,  "Can't you see the place we're in? There's no way we can escape even if we wanted to," he spread his arms.

   I give him a grimace, "What a horrible pessimist you are, eugh," I clutch my chest in pretend disgust.

    "I'm just stating facts," he shrugs.

   "Hmm, you sound like you are very fond of death. How horrible," I place my hands on my hips, and suck my teeth in disappointment.

    "You don't have to be a hero. We can just–"

  "If you want to surrender, and die so easily, go ahead. It would be such a shame that the king of the underworld had to die in a shameful way."

     The sound of his teeth grinding fills the room.

"You don't have to be so sarcastic. Why are you even like this?" He moans in distress.

    I don't reply, instead my eyes roam the place, looking for anything, anything that can help us get the fuck out of here.

      "Hmm, tell me when you find our escape route," he falls back on the floor.

   "Ohoho, we ain't doing that! You're going to help me leave this god-damned place!" I grab his hand, trying to pull him up.

    "Fine," he sighs deeply, getting to his feet, "Try searching the floor with your hands, while I search the ceiling."

    "Good boy!" I lightly hit his chest, then pull away to search the floor.

     "The audacity of your little self," he scoffs, grabbing my hand before I can go farther away from him.

  "Oh!" My face bumps into his hard chest.

   Strong arms wrap around my waist, pulling me close.

  "This is weird but," he buries his face in the nook of my neck, "I'm scared of the dark."

    I arch my brow in disbelief, my hands freezing in their place.

  "You? Afraid of the dark? Aren't you a Lycan?" I dig my teeth into my lower lip to stop myself from laughing.

    He presses me closer, "Shut up, I know that. I just.. have a very–" he suddenly pushes me away from him.

   "Why am I telling you this? Are you hypnotizing me? I knew you were a witch, hmph!"

   "Ow! Rude!" I hiss, rubbing my sore butt.

  A loud creak cuts us short.

  "Huh?"

    "Did you hear that?" He asks.

  I try looking around to locate the source of the sound. My eyes land on a tiny ray of light.

   "That might be our way out!" I squeal, standing to my feet and rushing towards the light.

   "Look, there's an opening," I point to the start point of the light, "I think something must have cut open in the ceiling," I place my hands on my hips, heaving heavily.

   "Okay, we just need to break it down and at the same time not draw attention," Auren smacks his lips, "How exactly are we supposed to do that?"

   "Hmm, if there was a way we could knock them out," I mutter, my eyes lifting back to look at the ray of light.

  My ray of hope.

   "Haa! You're such a genius!" His large hands take a hold of my shoulders, shaking the little strength I have left, out of me.

  "Of course I'm a genius," I flip my hair, feeling my pride surge back into my veins.

   "Okay, let's see..." He hums, walking towards the light, "I bet I can reach it. It's not that high," he stretches his hand, and strikes.

  "Oh," I mumble feeling like an ant for once in my life.

   His blow causes some part of the old ceiling to crack, with more rays of light seeping in.

   "You can do this!" I hype him on, clapping happily.

"I'd need your basket mouth to make more noise for me. I want those fuckers to come in here," he glances in my direction, then back at the hole he's creating.

   "Why? Do you want us to get killed?" I snap at him.

"Just do it. I got an idea," he grunts, striking another hard blow on the ceiling.

     My heart flutters with uncertainty. I clench my fists mentally telling myself it's alright, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

    "Alright, I got this," I exhale softly, then I begin to stamp my feet loudly.

   "That's it you stupid boy! Come on! Break through that hole!" I bellow, stamping and clapping as loud as I can.

    'Ah, I'm in for a long ride with this little lady.'

  "Come on! Keep going! You can do this!" I increase the intensity of my screams, and stamps.

    "You're doing fine," Auren gives me a thumbs up, and stops what he's doing, going towards the door.

  "What are you doing? That hole isn't big enough," I whisper yell.

   "Don't worry, just continue your noise making," he stands at the side, blending in with the wall.

     I stand there shooting daggers at him with my eyes. Only if I wasn't physically tied to this bitch.

   I push thoughts of him away from my head, readying myself to create an ear shattering sound. I suck in enough air to aid my little mission.

    Once I'm sure I've sucked in enough, I rip out a scream from the top of my lungs.

   'Wow. She just keeps surprising me every minute.'

   "Whew! Did I do goo–"

Four men burst in through the door, "What's going on here? Why are you screaming?" One of them barks at me.

   Smack!

  One of them falls to the ground.

   Before the other three can react, Auren smacks them with something, and they all fall to the ground.

   "Oh," I rub my aching throat, "All that screaming just for you to smack them with a rod? You should have let them suffer first!" I told my arms across my chest, raising my nose in the air.

    Auren crosses over the bodies of the groaning men on the floor, reaches for my hand and pulls me through the door.

   "Why did we have to create the hole then?" I gasp loudly as he pulls me along with him.

  "To grab their attention," he clears his throat.

   "But.."

"Shh, be quiet. We have to slip away from this place quietly," his voice drops to a hoarse whisper.

   With my hand in his, we slip away into the night.