Like a white demon.

Her eyes wandered her surroundings.

A disgust burned in her ice pools.

A sound was heard, her alertness heightening.

He muffled something, her hand making it impossible to understand. But she didn't miss his foot coming up behind hers.

His yelp of surprise and pain was muffled even more as she tightened her grip, making an escaping sound impossible.

She growled, turning in the opposite direction she had come. Her prey being half dragged half carried with her.
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The small dark room was made of concrete. The smell was damp and dusty, cold licked at flesh with an ice tongue. Noise from the fast moving shafts made the shadows blink like lids, the small metal blinds stood on either side of a cold metal slab that separated the room from the elevator tunnel.

Her arms released him; her feet backing her body back slightly. He staggered, not used to being taken with surprise. She stood there, open but yet prepared for any physical oncomings.

He stepped away more, hissing in suppressed pain.

Her cold eyes stared.

"Didn't hurt that much, did it?"

Her voice was sultry, her tone was cold.

He stared, a form of amazement in his eyes.

His own blue eyes.

Tense seconds passed, but he seemed to regain himself. Indicated when he straightened.

"What do you think?"

She raised an eyebrow at his retort.

He recomposed himself, staring unwavering at her.

"Who are you?" he looked her up and down, "And what are you?"

"Please Mr. Steel, screw the pleasantries."

His eyes widened.

Her cold stare didn't waver.

"I'm sure whatever you have to say isn't something I haven't heard before. Some advice, check to see if the walls around you have neither ears nor eyes before continuing your investigation."

His mouth was slightly agape.

Blinking once, she turned around in a graceful way and headed swiftly in the other direction.

A loud screeching sound stopped her in her tracks.

The elevator halted.

She turned her head around, eyes wide.

Creaking echoed through the shaft, alerting them both to what was about to happen.

She turned her gaze at him for a moment. Then faster than him, she rammed into the solid metal that divided the machine from the passageway, breaking it. Her left arm grabbed the top cord, her right arm clasping the cord attached to the metal box. Both limps were given a churning jerk before she coiled the cords around her wrists.

Her body began to move around in a clockwise fashion. The smell of burning rubber was suffocating.

Swift footsteps were heard as he peered over the edge.

"Holy."

She peered up, trying to stop herself from moving without dropping her cargo.

The slightest bit of urgency came to her features.

"Get them."

The hiss was final.

He looked at her, blinking a few times.

"What."

She visibly tightened her grip on the cords

"You idiot, you think this was an accident?"

His eyes only widened. Sweat Starting on his forehead.

She growled, glaring at him.

He stood almost frozen.

A huff of frustration escaped her.

Her head jerked to one side. Her hair bouncing gracefully with her.

"Fine then. You take the initiative of saving the metal box and I'll stop the real problem."

He blinked again.

She growled, loudly.