Turn to Stone (Children of Bodom fic) | By : Catriona Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Children of Bodom Views: 1811 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Children of Bodom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Amy slowly stirred in bed. She blinked a few times, everything slowly coming into view. She was shocked to see a group of people staring down at her, surrounding the bunk.
She quickly tore back the covers and stepped out.
"I'm very sorry. I'll leave now. Don't call the police", she stammered, reaching for her bag.
Alexi's hand shot out, stopping her.
"Don't leave. We want to talk to you", he said.
Amy looked up into his face. He smiled at her, but his eyes were bold, raking over her body. She shivered, feeling a bit disturbed by his gaze.
"Do not worry, darling. Alexi will not hurt you", said a dark-haired woman with a Russian accent. She lit a cigarette, the smoke encircling her head like a dirty halo.
"She's right. I want to make you an offer. If you refuse, you're coming with us anyway, but it won't be much fun", he joked.
"What is it?", she asked warily.
Alexi grinned at his bandmates, who smiled knowingly.
"The first option is to be my willing sex slave. The second option is to go with us anyway, but be our maid. Which one is it going to be?", he asked, his blue eyes glowing with merriment.
Amy's jaw dropped several inches. Say what?
"Yes, it's for real. You better close that pretty mouth before you attract any flies", he joked.
"Are you insane? Are you some sick bastard, or a pimp?", she asked in disbelief.
"I'm not sick, even though some might beg to differ. And I'm not a pimp", he replied cheekily.
"Who are you?", she asked.
"We are the Children of Bodom. This is our holiday, until you came along", he said.
Amy nodded slowly, trying to comprehend everything.
"So you're a heavy metal band. And you've decided to kidnap me to be your sex slave. This is hard to believe", she murmured.
"Yes it is. What is your choice?", he asked, looking into her gray eyes.
Amy took a deep breath, trying to compose her thoughts. These weird people found her on their bus, and their leader kidnapped her in order to be his sex slave. Half of her wanted to get the hell out of their, but the other half wanted to do this crazy thing. I hope I made the right choice...
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