"Rey has ordered me to show you your room." I heard a voice from the door and I lifted my head up from my knees to look at the source of the voice but all I saw was just a dark silhouette of the person standing leaning against the door in the darkness surrounding the room.

The voice was quite familiar but I couldn't put my finger on whom it belonged to.

I nodded getting up.

His Rey had ordered him.

Damion was the only person in my mind at that time.

Whatever he acted with me was all fake for him. It was just a bloody act to catch me in his trap.

So masterfully he played it.

I just flew with the emotions!

Damn those traitor emotions!

They always make you bloody weak and who else knows how to use people's weaknesses if Damion doesn't?

I didn't know what I was actually feeling. But it was something weird. Something magically beautiful about him. The way his eyes looked at me without even blinking, made my heart skip a beat!

He was doing crazy things to me and he freaking knew what he was doing.

Where as, I didn't know anything that was going on.

Just in a span of two days, only two meets and technically, eleven to twelve sentences, he had convinced me to fight for him.

This was crazy!

This wasn't me who would agree to loose freedom for someone.

Fighting wasn't something I wanted to do for someone. To be someone's slave.

But now, as I had agreed, there was no turning back.

He won't let me turn back even if I want to. I had agreed to fight for him and now I had to.

"You coming or waiting for the damn floor to take you there?" The man snapped.

I glared at him but I highly doubt he could see me in the dark.

I picked up my knife and walked to the door.

The light made it's way to my eyes and I quickly shut them to protect them from the light.

Staying in the dark for two days, it was difficult for my eyes to adapt to the bright light out there.

I slowly opened my eyes and first thing I saw was the stone floor and the corridor that was quite long to be specific.

The light there wasn't to pleasing but it was bright.

Negativity was filling the place and the vibes weren't much good.

But I liked the atmosphere there. Such dark atmosphere was really my kind of thing.

I looked at him and took in his face.

He was a tall muscular man with forest green eyes and blonde hair.

His features were sharp and he too had little stubble on his face. He glared at me as I raised my eyebrow my fists clenching on my sides.

Glaring at me is not what you wanna do now, when I was on the freaking edge of killing someone.

He shook his head microscopically and started walking as if I was expected to follow him.

But I wasn't someone whom you can treat like this!

If he wants me to follow him, he has to tell me so!

I stood rooted at my place. Watching him walk with a false assumption that I was following him.

He turned left at the end of the corridor walking out of my sight.

I looked around me.

One side of the corridor was completely open which had a wall built upto the height of 3 feet, moon light sailing through it.

I looked down and from what I could guess, I was about 30 feet above the ground.

I thought of jumping down and running out of here but I knew better than that. Running out of here wasn't gonna solve anything.

Cause Damion ruled this world.

And running away was not something I would do. I was a fighter.

I spun the knife in my hands thinking about the things I could do.

A thought of exploring this place struck my mind and I decided to go with it. I walked through the corridor taking a right turn at the end. I saw the next part was completely dark!

Just like I loved it.

I wanted to see if My parents and Leo were here and knowing a little more than needed doesn't harm at all.

Or so I thought.

I walked silently through the corridor having hell lot of doors.

Dark, terrifying ones.

The air there was thick. I was used to such atmosphere at fighting clubs but it was never so intense.

Everything about him is so deep and intense.

I was startled as I heard a screeching sound of scream through the door right on my left.

I turned to the door. It had a gothic look to it.

Everything here had.

I heartbeat hitched out of excitement and curiosity as I heard another scream through the same door.

I took step forward to the door, sweat forming on my forehead.

My fingers touched the door and at my lightest touched it was pushed a little, enough for me to take a glimpse of what was going inside.

It made me freeze at my place when I saw a man tied to a chair. Blood oozing out of his nose and his hands.

The person in front of him held a dangerous blade in his hands.

The tied person was looking terrified, horror written all across his face.

"Just one more colour is left Askew." I heard a cold voice from one side of the room.

I couldn't see who it was, but I could never mistake that voice!

I pushed the door a little more open.

What I was doing was wrong! I knew!

I wasn't supposed to be here!

If Damion catches me, it wouldn't take him longer than few minutes to empty his whole magazine in my skull.

But again, I was never meant to be an angel..

I always did the things they told me not to.

Always.

No matter how dangerous they were!

My nerves and instincts were the only ones I listened to since I was a child.

The door made a creaking sound while opening I and quickly backed away.

I hid in the shadow of a pillar my heartbeat going wild because of fear as adrenaline rushed through my spine.

My senses were alive as ever. My ears could hear slightest noise and eyes could spot the smallest insect in the dark.

I was very alert and I tried to tone down my breathing trying not to make any noise.

I saw someone coming out of the room looking around.

I held my breath because it was too fast not to be noticed by him.

He looked in my direction towards the pillar in front of me and I scooted closer to the wall hiding in the shadows.

I felt something behind me which sure wasn't wall. The body heat and same cologne I didn't want to smell at that moment.

"What you think you are doing here?"

I heard the voice near my year feeling warm air blowing on my neck and my heart skipped a beat out of fear.

I closed my eyes to get a grip on myself.

He had found me. I slowly turned around controlling my breath.

His eyes were icy cold, still they spilled fire.

I could see he was furious.

I knew I just invited my death.

But I wasn't gonna show the fear I was feeling.

I would die fearlessly than living under fear.

He closed his eyes for a moment and I saw him clenching and unclenching his fist.

The vein on his forehead shot dangerously.

Demon in him was free and unleashed.

He opened his eyes after a moment looking right into mine. They were less cold than before but that doesn't mean he wasn't angry.

He was furious.

He gripped my hand roughly pulling me out of the shadows.

"Kill him." He spat and pulled me out of the corridor.

His fingers were holding my wrist in a bruising grip. He started walking fast dragging me with him.

His each step screamed rage and anger.

His back of head was facing me but I could clearly imagine the fire his icy blue eyes held.

The icy blue fire..

I didn't let my eyes waver from him. I didn't notice when we descended the stairs coming out of the dark haunted looking building into the open part where moon light and stars glazed above us.

He stopped in the middle of the stony path in a abandoned garden like looking area and turned to face me.

"What you were doing there?" He asked venom dripping from his voice.

I stayed quiet looking at him.

I don't know, I just liked staring at him. Gazing into his cold blue eyes. Trying to figure him out.

He stayed silent, waiting for me to answer.

"I was searching for my parents and Leo." I replied in a low voice. But the silence around us was so deep that I was sure he heard me.

He stared at me emotionlessly.

"You never go to The Dark Wing." He said in a tone of finality," You get that?"

I didn't reply again.

He took a dominant step forward. His height intimidating me. His everything was!

But I wasn't gonna back away in fear.

Once you loose the fear for your life, you gain everything.

I had learnt it a long time ago and something told me that he won't try to hurt me.

So I had nothing to fear.

I wasn't a sweet innocent teenager who hadn't seen the world.

I was the one who knew that pain and how to tolerate it.

I knew the dark side and I lived there.

I was so used to the darkness that I started fearing light.

The people who have faced a lot are dangerous. Cause they already know their tolerance of pain. And I knew it.

I was living in this dark world since last 4 years.

I know my strength and what I can go through.

I brought myself to the present from my thoughts and saw him looking at me quite confused to be exact.

I know he was trying to figure me out. Just like I was.

Two souls, trying to know each other.

I was fascinated by his aura and his personality and so was he!

The look in his eyes changed, his orbs going back to emotionless state.

"Do you understand Argyl?" He asked again," I don't want you anywhere near the Wing!"

"Tell me where my parents and Leo are." I demanded.

A small smirk appeared on his perfectly sculptured face.

"You don't get to put conditions." He calmly said.

The calmness in his voice was deadly.

It challenged me to argue. It was so powerful that no one would want to argue.

He could pull it off like real King. Like the calmness was meant to be his. It was born to be voiced out by him.

He was the king.

"Now, just follow Ken to your room without getting lost anywhere." He simply stated and nodded at someone behind me.

I didn't turn to look back at whom he was nodding. I didn't let my eyes leave his.

"Take her to the main wing. Walk beside her and make sure she follows you. Bring Steiner to me!" He ordered in so authoritative voice that anyone would follow his orders without even asking a question.

"I suppose I can trust you on this Argyl. No smart moves." He said looking straight at me.

Without waiting for me to reply, he walked back to the wing he just dragged me out of.

"Let's go." The person said waiting for me to walk.

We started walking and after few minutes of walking a big mansion came into the view which was beyond beautiful. The lights sparkled from the windows and it stood gracefully in the darkness.

The garden surrounding him didn't look haunted anymore. The atmosphere suddenly changed. Though it was not all enthusiastic but it wasn't depressing either. It held perfect balance of light and dark.

"Move." Ken said.

I passed him a glare causing him to chuckle.

I raised my eyebrow questioningly.

He shook his head mumbling something along the path of just like him.

He nodded towards the mansion.

We headed towards it. He led me to a small staircase.

"Let's not use the main doors today. It's late at night." He said climbing up the narrow well lit marble staircase.

I followed him up.

He opened a door to a corridor. The person standing beside it quickly pulled out his gun but after realising it was Ken, he bowed down his head again. Ken kept his face emotionless giving him a curt nod.

He led the way walking into the corridor. The corridor had marble flooring. The walls were coloured in a white colour and had quite silver touch to them. It looked absolutely royal.

The lights were dimmed but I could guess how amazing it would look when the lights were completely on.

He stopped suddenly causing me to walk into him, but I stopped myself before I could bump into his back.

He opened a door on our left.

The black wooden door with a silver knob opened to reveal a huge room.

He switched on a light so that I could see the room.

It was gorgeous. It was the best room I had ever seen. A king sized bed was placed in the middle on the wall to my right and there were night lamps on the both sides of the bed placed on a small table. Dim lights hung from the ceiling giving it a classy vibe.

The window in front of the door was covered with curtains.

"Don't open that now. Morning is fine." He said as he saw me looking at the curtains.

"Why?" I asked.

He shook his head slightly.

"No one opens any windows at night. Damion's orders. If you are living here follow the rules of the wing." He said.

"What rules?" I asked.

"I guess I will leave that for Rey to tell you." He sighed running his hand through his brown hair closing his green eyes.

I nodded.

"The bathroom has all necessary stuffs and the closet has the clothes you will need.I will send you the food. I suggest you not to step out of the room going hunting the wing as Rey is in the middle of something." He said.

"Stay here. He won't hesitate to kill you next time you break a rule." He said.

I know that. I know that very well. I am surprised why didn't he kill me now.

May be because he needs a fighter.

Right!

But I wasn't planning on going hunting. I just wanted to eat and sleep. I was way too tired and I needed to be fine by tomorrow as I need to start with my practice and search for my family.

He went out of the room closing the door behind him and I sat on the bed pulling the soft covers on me thinking about how drastically my life has changed in past three days.

Hello Marshmallows! Here you go with another chapter!

The Dark Wing And the Rey..

Ara Ara! The girl is impossible. And so is Damion..

Why you think he hasn't killed Ara yet?

What you think about this one?

Thanks for reading. I hope you like it. Please vote and comment. Thank you... ~32tyga😘😘