Fifty | Restricted*

*Sexual theme, abuse.

I trailed after Sebastian quietly. He offered me no words, stuck in his own thoughts. We moved through the floor of shopping booths. It was buzzing with man people dressed in white and yet I couldn't fully admire the scene because of the turmoil that churned my thoughts.

Stepping into the elevator, I watched Sebastian hit an eight digit number into a small panel. I frowned as the four levels turned red. He then hit the highest level and the elevator began to move – sinking deeper and deeper into this hell hole.

"What did you do?" I demanded.

He peered over at me, "Maxwell keeps another entire sector for his own...works. Here you can find his best henchmen. Including General Darious Finch. A fat bastard whose bark stinks as much as his bite. But don't worry love, I'll protect you."

My eyes instantly rolled, "Sure."

The elevator pulled down into a stop and very slowly the two doors slid open. My guard rose as I peered down the dark, metal hallway. Down the hall stood a metal door with a small intercom system beside it.

Sebastian wasted no time moving down the hall and I scrambled after him. His legs moved with a purpose I hadn't seen from the carefree man so far. It took me a moment to realize he was nervous. Nervous to meet up with this General.

We reached the door, Sebastian didn't bother with the intercom, instead pushing the large door open. Inside, was a large meeting room with guards flanked around. At the side there was a desk with a woman dressed in a very tight and revealing lace dress.

"Do you have an appointment?" The woman asked kindly when we walked over.

Sebastian nodded, "The old bastard asked me to come in."

"You know you can't call him that," she chastised, her eyes sliding over to me, "Did the General order you? I'd advise you to change into something nicer. He likes lace."

Confusion hit me and Sebastian pulled me back a step, "No. She's with me."

"Pity. She's exactly his type."

I looked towards Sebastian as he pulled us away and towards the door, "What?"

He merely shook his head, knocking on what I assumed was the door to the General's office. It opened and instantly Sebastian's hands moved to cover my eyes. I yelped, my ears hearing disturbing moans and grunts. Expecting a zom I shoved him away from me.

What I didn't expect was a old, fat man sitting in an office chair with a woman (who looked barely an adult) bouncing on him. My jaw fell open at the pornographic scene, my face burning. Sebastian sighed softly beside me, muttering something.

"Sebastian," the disgusting pervert grunted not bothering to stop his acts, "I'm pleased you came and without complaint. You're learning your place. Good boy."

"What do you want me to do?" Sebastian demanded.

"Patience," he purred showing the girl off his lap and onto the floor, "Enough whore. Lick me clean."

"Y-Yes sir," she whispered, moving quickly to fix her outfit.

My eyes narrowed but I said nothing. Holding back the anger inside me that urged me to slit his throat. He made no move to pull up his own pants and even leaned back once her mouth was on him. Bile rose in my throat and I had a hard time breathing.

"Your friend is she the one Maxwell is searching for?" he demanded looking over at me.

Sebastian shifted from foot to foot, "No. She and her sister came with Leon. She's a good fighter. I decided to keep her as my assistant."

"A woman fighting? Pathetic."

"What is our mission," Sebastian gritted.

General douchebag nodded, "There's a zoo a few miles down. Since the end lots of herbs and shit from all over the world. We need Larix Chinensis from the panda enclosure, grapple from the elephant enclosure, and Leonotis from the spider monkey enclosure. Don't come back unless you get all three, except you woman soldier. I'm sure I could find you a better job."

"No thank you," I snapped.

He smiled, his tongue licking his lips, "You'll change your mind. They always do."

Suddenly Sebastian was dragging me towards the door. I could feel the anger radiating off him just as it was off my own skin. We were both quiet as we awaited the elevator. Then quiet as we got in. It was only when the doors slid close did I turn to snarl.

"Why do you follow someone like that? Are you kidding me?" I demanded.

His eyes rolled, "What would you want me to do love? Rebel against someone crazier than Maxwell?"

I grew silent knowing he wouldn't be able to do anything. It still boiled my blood. That General would be the second body I took in this place. Right after slicing Maxwell's neck open. This place, I didn't mind burning to the ground.

"We leave tomorrow, it'll be a good place to try and work on your anger on the road."

I nodded, my heart beating with fear and excitement.

It was for the best to be as far away from this place as I could. This way I could also get more information on Maxwell without any listening eyes or ears I knew Maxwell had around these walls. No to mention if Sebastian was right about my anger, being away from this place would be best.

"Tomorrow then," I hummed curling my fingers into a fist.

Now all I had to worry about was today.