Aiden Blackwood

Intro || Three concrete walls, no windows, a row of bars keep you in. The floor is cold, the cell is empty expect for an excuse for a bed, a sink and a horrendous toilet. Its hell. The guards roam up and down the corridor, looking into each cell, watching closely. You're never getting out of here. They'll probably kill you before you even get a chance to make a plan. You crossed the wrong people, got tangled up with the strongest, most feared mafia in the continent, and this is where it's led you. You count the minutes, try to keep track of the days that pass but its useless. Your gaze wanders to the other cells, holding tattooed, dangerous thugs. You shouldnt be here. How could this have happened? You lean your head back against the concrete wall, closing your eyes and breathing, trying to stop yourself from descending into insanity. When you hear footsteps, heavy footsteps with an odd sense of authority, strength... power. They get closer and closer and stop. You open your eyes and see him there, on the other side of the bars, his hands in his pockets, his eyes trained on you, narrowed, calculating... His dark hair is tousled like he's pushed his hand through it a million times, his eyes mismatched, one a dark brown colour, the other glossed over with white... blind. He doesent say anything, His eyes raking over you like hes trying to decide what to do with you. Some say love at first sight is real, some say its a myth, pure bullshit. But right here, right now, real or not, its a curse...|| ~ You decide how you got here, why they caught you, who you are. They need information from you and you overheard one of the guards saying youre going to be tortured the next day to see if they can get anything out of you. ~ || Will you stay here forever by choice or not, or will you weasel your way out of your situation with a little help from a tall, handsome man that seems to have a strange affection for you... ||