CHAPTER 2:THE OBSIDIAN FALLS

"Holy shit. Do you think...?"

"I'm asking my dad. Come on."

They both walk to the other side of the alley where Nathaniel, the blond guy, and that guy's father are standing. I can't hear them as well, but i can make out what they were saying.

"Is this shit related to a Nara Voss dad?"

His dad looks at him quickly.

He knows...

"Yeah that's the guys niece. Why?"

I see Nathaniel walking towards the car.

As soon as he opens the door I can feel myself starting to panic. He quickly slices the rope off of my wrists and yanks me out. I follow him back to the other four. I'm able to get a better view of the two new people while my arm is being tugged.

The son of who I'm assuming is the leader around here is in all black as well. He has short, messy brown hair and pierced ears. 

In front of his right ear is the same tattoo as Nathaniel. His dark blue eyes are cold, and his scruffy beard fits his scarred up face perfectly. His clothing is thick, but I can already picture that tall, toned body.

"So why the fuck do these shits kidnap you on the exact night of this trade. Did your little uncle set this up?" He asks.

"No it is purely a coincidence." I smirk.

"Bullshit. Why are you here."

"I'm here cause 'these shits' brought me here!" I say.

He pulls out his piece and points it at my face. I try to disguise my flinch, but I know he senses the fear.

"Woah woah woah. We need her alive for now.

This can get us out of the trade." Says his father.

He keeps his eyes locked onto me and hesitantly lowers the gun. My heart is fucking racing.

We hear another car pull up on the other end of the alley. I watch my Uncle and some of his goons get out of it.

The guy's father walks up to greet them.

"The deal is off. We were giving you much more than you were giving us, but we have enough already."

"What could you possibly fucking have to prevent the bloodbath that's about to happen?!" Yells my uncle.

I feel Nathaniel pull my body against his. 

He spins his pocket knife and holds it to my neck.

"Leave, or watch him slit your niece's throat."

My uncle is shocked.

"Nara?"

I smile at him while I hold back my tears.

However, his next words scare me more than the knife blade already giving me a scratch.

"I haven't spoken to this girl in ten years”

“Kill her for all I care."

Nathaniel doesn't kill me instantly. He's waiting for his cue. I bite down on his thumb as hard as I can and pull his gun out of his back pocket. He lets go of me, and I point the gun at him.

"You're not gonna kill me! You're gonna let me fucking leave!!"

They are all blindsided by what I just did. 

The two guys point their guns at me, but the son of the leader holds up his hand to put them down.

"Well I definitely didn't see that coming." He chuckles.

He looks over at the others and winks. 

They all turn the aim of their guns towards my uncle's guys.

Each are dead before they had a chance to react.

My uncle has splatters of blood across him, adding to his fright. One of my hands flies to cover my mouth so I don't scream.

The son starts to walk towards me slowly with his hands up, so I return my hand back to the gun.

"N-Nara..." I choke.

"We aren't going to kill you Nara."

He reaches me and circles around behind me. I'm too nervous to follow.

"But part of you is dying right now..."

He runs his hands down my bare shoulders to my wrists. I know he feels the goosebumps. He shuffles us to face my uncle so the gun is pointed at him.

"Nara!! Please, y-you can't. I beg you please!

You can have it all!" My uncle cries.

Everyone is confused by the last part, but I'm not.

I don't even want what he is offering.

My hands are being covered by two twice their size. The warmth I get being pushed against his chest is relaxing, but it will never calm me enough to shoot.

I can feel his breath a little bit against my ear. It sends shivers down my spine.

"Now how about you pull that trigger..."

"You know I can't!" I cry.

"Pull it or my father pulls his." He demands.

I look at the older guy, and his gun is pointed right at me.

I take a deep breath. I know I have to do this to live.

I start to prepare myself to pull it. My breath is uneasy and my heart is pounding. My gut is telling me not to do this, but it is my only option.

When the courage finally builds up, I pull my index finger towards me and hold my breath. My eyes force themselves closed, but there is silence.

I slowly open my eyes to my uncle on his knees.

He is breathing heavy, but I don't see blood.

"You didn't kill him, but you intended to."

His right arm moves away from my hand. I hear him reach into his pocket and pull out his own gun.

"Close your eyes..." He whispers.

I follow his orders, but I wish he had said to cover my ears. Three gunshots rattle and ring in my head.

My heart sinks when I realize what he has just done. My uncle was a horrible person, but someone you once loved dying is a hard thing to overcome.

Quickly after the gun fires, he turns us to face the opposite direction. I open my eyes, but I don't attempt to look behind me.

"I wasn't going to let you steal my kill." He says to me quietly, smirking.

He carefully takes the gun from my trembling hands and kicks it over to Nathaniel .

"Nathaniel come with us. You two stay and clean this shit." He orders them.

He pushes me toward the car he came in. 

I'm glad he is directing my feet, otherwise they wouldn't have known what to do.

"I guess you're stuck with us..." He whispers.

He sits me down in the backseat of his car, then enters the drivers seat. His dad sits in front of me, and Nathaniel gets in next to me again.

He angles the mirror to see my face. His cold eyes are staring me down through it.

This guy already frightens me more than Nathaniel.

Him and his father start discussing what just happened. I look over at Nathaniel . He seems real suspicious of me.

"Nara, are you involved with the obsidians at all?" Asks his father.

I sigh. I'm too distraught to come up with lies.

"I was supposed to be. Then my uncle and father had a falling out when I was nine."

"Over what?"

"My uncle was infertile. He couldn't have a son of his own to take over, and his brother didn't provide one either. He only had little female me to be his heir."

They pause and give each other looks.

"So we just killed the leader of the obsidian mafia, and his only heir is right here." Says scary guy.

"Not exactly... Nara who is his son?"

"Killian ... He was adopted from Venezuela at ten years old. He's twenty right now."

His son. My adopted cousin. The day I left our estate Killian was seeing it for the first time. We exchanged one glance, looking into each other's eyes. He watched our car drive away. We were two naive, young souls. Not aware of the horrid things I was separated from, or the horrid things he was just brought into.

"You're old enough to take over though." Says his father.

"I don't even want it. I haven't been a part of that for ten years."

"Then why are you able to take my gun like that?"

Nathaniel asks.

"My father still taught me how to defend myself.

We couldn't stay away forever."

They all start to think.

"So we don't even have to take down the Serbians anymore, we could just take over." Says his father.

"Nara, where's your family right now?" Asks the son.

I have to pause before I answer. This isn't a memory I like to dig up.

"They both died in a car crash two years ago. I'm not exactly sure it was an accident. I think I was meant to be in the car."

"Oh, so you were in group homes?"

"My godparents had connections with CPS. They cut a deal to let me stay at my own home with weekly checkups."

"So you just became an independent at the age of sixteen?"