Promise

19: Maniac

Pain was the only thing on Wooyoung's mind as he began to gain consciousness. The back of his neck throbbed with every heartbeat, constantly reminding him that he was taken advantage of by a vampire. His breath came out in odd stutters, strained and he couldn't quite figure out why in this state.

In what felt like a slap of reality hitting him across the face, his eyes shot open to take in his surroundings. Only the world looked very...upside down. Mind still foggy, it confused him greatly to see this old barn house looking place from a perspective he shouldn't of been seeing it from.

Moving his extremely sore neck, he looked downwards, which was technically upwards, to find his legs tied together, and attached to a rope that was hanging from the ceiling. Panic overtook his system. He tried moving his arms but found them tied behind his back, being further held in place by another rope around his waist.

What the absolute fuck?

Struggling wasn't getting him anywhere, it only caused him to swing around and make matters even worse. The motions made him nauseous, and the soreness of his body began taking over completely. Instead he just continued to look around and try to understand where the hell he was and why he was even here. Memories of what happened also started resurfacing, and he felt extremely empty from not knowing what happened to San.

This place definitely used to be a barn of some kind, but obviously wasn't used for that anymore. It was very old looking, the paint peeling from the walls and the floorboards from the half-filled second floor were deteriorating. It seemed to mostly be used for storage, for what specifically, Wooyoung couldn't tell since it was hidden away in crates or behind other things. The thing that caught his attention though was his belongings, not too far off, but most certainly out of reach from here.

Seeing his things though made him do a quick double take of himself, growing more angered and annoyed by the lack of his jacket around him, instead just his loose long sleeve shirt. At lease the rope around his waist kept the shirt from exposing his stomach and falling in his face.

A loud groan of a door caused him to go rigid, feeling a set of eyes on him. The entrance to this place obviously had to be behind him. Anger grew even greater as Wooyoung expected to see that psychotic redhead enter his vision, but was surprised when it wasn't.

"Who the fuck are you?" Wooyoung snapped without even thinking, the anger burned in his eyes and seethed through his words.

"No one." The guy responded, sounding bored. He moved over and pulled a chair from somewhere off in the room, pulling it closer to Wooyoung. He plopped himself in the chair, and just kept his eyes on the hunter. "I was told to watch you, which I don't see the point of, but seeing as you've woken up, I guess that means I need to do my job."

"Let me go." Wooyoung sneered, not caring for the explanation. "You're going to be in a world of hurt if not."

The muscular guy laughed at that, rolling his eyes and shaking his head. "Yeah? For some reason I doubt it."

"You have no idea who's on my side." Wooyoung continued, glaring into the vampires soul.

"And you have no idea who's on mine." He returned, not sounding any more amused than he was before. "Just shut up."

"Like hell I will." The hunter scoffed, trying to move his arms again but was met with clear failure. "Where's that fucking maniac that brought me here? I—"

"Oh if you don't like me then you won't like him anymore than you already do." The muscular guy cut off in a warning tone, eyes narrowing. "Believe me on that, he's already too lost to his mind games."

"And you just go along with it? That makes you just as mental as him." Wooyoung continued to fight back, but it was becoming clear the longer he was hanging upside down the more he couldn't think straight. "Listen, just cut me down, leave me tied up, whatever, but I'm going to pass out again, or hell die, if I stay like this."