Viceroy

Kidnapped

Hazel woke up in a chair, her arms tied tightly. The gag was gone and her neck hurt from the needle.
Hazel tried to use her powers but she found she couldn't. Fear washed over her. 'I can't do anything. I'm helpless.' she thought. A tear slipped out of her eye
"Huh, if I had known you were going to cry, I would have brought some popcorn." A male voice chuckled. Hazel froze and looked around for him. A hand gripped her hair and yanked her head back, placing a cold knife on her throat. The voice hissed in her ear, "hi sweetheart."
The man slid the knife down to her chest, slicing a small, shallow cut. She didn't react.
Hazel sat and stared in front of her.