Darkmore Penitentiary 2 - Caroline Peckham Page 0,206

ground with a loud crash.

My heart leapt up into my throat and I froze half a second before the guard's voice rang out, filling the huge chamber.

"Who's there?" he demanded and my pulse pounded even harder as I recognised that old pervertito, Nixon.

I didn't wait around to let him find me, turning away and racing across the room as fast as I could run, my mind fixed on the tunnel. If I could just get inside maybe I could get the bricks back into place before he found me. Or I could just fucking run and hope for the best. Either way, I couldn't fight against a guard with his magic thrumming through his veins while mine was locked down deep inside me.

I leapt around a corner, spotting the tunnel on the far side of another machine and started running for it, but before I could reach it, Nixon lunged into my path with his shock baton raised.

"You!" he growled, thrusting the weapon at me and pressing his thumb on the button so that a thousand volts of electricity slammed into my body and I was thrown clean off of my feet, crashing to the ground in a heap.

I gasped as pain ricocheted through my body and Nixon stalked towards me with a deep and throaty chuckle. A hit from that thing should have been enough to paralyse me for several minutes, but I was Rosalie Oscura; I'd been raised in pain and had trained with a Storm Dragon for this exact scenario and nothing was going to keep me down at this asshole's mercy.

"Well look what I found down here where she shouldn't be. A bitch who overstepped the line. If you'd just told me you were already sucking Cain's cock for protection then I could have come up with an-"

I swung my leg around the second he got close enough to me, a cry of rage leaving my lips as I took out the backs of his knees and he crashed down onto his back with a curse of fury.

I leapt up instantly, pressing my advantage as I pounced on him, throwing my fists into his face with a furious snarl as I pinned him beneath me and he fought to buck me off.

The shock baton struck me again, the electricity tearing into my body and knocking me off of the stronzo so that my head cracked against the machine beside us.

Nixon cursed as the electricity shocked him too, but he hadn't taken a powerful enough hit to incapacitate him via me.

I gritted my teeth and pushed myself to my hands and knees a moment before his boot collided with my gut and the air was forced from my lungs as pain spiralled through my side.

Nixon drove the shock baton at me again and I lunged at it with a howl of fury, my hands locking around it just as he deployed the lightning strike and it slammed into my body again.

I held on with a snarl of pure and raw determination and Nixon's eyes widened in disbelief as the power of the strike faded and I managed to rip the baton out of his hands.

I swung it at the side of his knee with all of my strength and Nixon screamed in pain as something cracked and he stumbled backwards.

I was back on my feet within moments, raising the baton and aiming for his head, but before I could land the blow, he threw a hand out at me and I was struck with the power of a tornado as he hit me with a blast of air magic that lifted me clean off of my feet.

I was thrown right across the room, the lightning baton ripped from my grasp and hurtling away a moment before my back hit the wall and pain splintered up my spine.

I crumpled to the floor, a whimper of pain escaping me before I could bite it back and I forced myself upright again with a curse.

I couldn't see Nixon beyond the machines in the middle of the huge space, so I turned to my left and took off as fast as I could.

My footsteps pounded across the stone floor and I growled in frustration beneath my breath as I realised I couldn't hear him at all anymore. He must have been using a silencing bubble to hide his own movements and I got the sinking feeling that I was being hunted down here in the dark.

I ducked left and right, skirting