The Renegade's Fire

Chapter 2

Ruma ran until she couldn't breathe, she finally collapsed in the field of lavender just behind the tree-line. Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed into her dress, curling into a ball.

God, why did she care?! All he did was ask her to meet with him. It's not like she wanted to get married!

But he did, he wanted her enough to want to marry her...

So why? Why would not want her enough to fight for her?! And why in God's name did she care?!

Ruma finally stopped her spiral, gasping as the burning became overwhelming. Her confusion, her hatred, her passion burned through her body. She yelped as the heat was directed to her hands, inching to escape through her fingertips. She shoved her hands against her skirts as they began to glow. 

 When she heard a rustling somewhere behind her, the fire had been extinguished. Replaced by wary curiosity as she lifted her head, and began looking for the cause of the noise.

Suddenly the rustling became louder and a pair of hands wrapped themselves around her. One squelching the squeals trying to escape and the other fastening to her arms, holding them above her head as her assailant pinned her to the grassy dirt.

Ruma thrashed underneath him, trying to escape whatever the brute had in store for her. He shook her shouting for her to shut up. At the sound of further rustling emitted from the foliage, he released her hands and covered her lips. Her hands were finally free but her screams were nothing but muffled whimpers now. With her hands now free, Ruma fought and tried to pry is large grasp from her face.

The louder the sounds grew the more she fought. Maybe someone was coming to save her! But the harder Ruma fought the tighter his hold became. She was pretty sure she'd have bruises by now.

Ruma could tell whoever it was, was getting near. Putting all of her energy in, she bit his hand and pried it off. Attempting to roll and crawl away, she grasped the ground and began pulling herself forwards in an attempt to crawl out from under her assailant "HEELLLMM-"

Once again her screams were muffled by his hands and her attempt to move was inhibited by his massive body pressing his weight on hers, pinning her low to the ground.

"Will you just shut-up" he whispered in her ear as the steps became louder "I'm trying to help you!"

Confused, Ruma did as she was told and listened to the men stomping in their direction.

"This isn't a good idea, I mean it's the King's estate. I just don't know.. "

Another deeper voice quickly responded as the footsteps grew louder "Stop being a little whelp! You're a strong handsome brute of a thug! And by the time we make out with the lot, the riches will be ours and the Michaelson's will have burned. Ha!"

Ruma tried not to make a sound while listening but could help the sound of shock that escaped her.

"You really think I'm handsome Ollie?" The first voice whined back

The first one replied "O'course Riley you're the most handsome mug around. If ye weren't a little bastard I'd a kiss ya and that might not even stop me!"

The men laughed and walked by without even seeming to detect the interesting duo's presence.

Once they were gone, the 'gentlemen' finally climbed off of Ruma and watched her as she struggled to get up.

He looked like he was about to burst with laughter by the time she had finally stood on her own two feet.

Ruma growled at him, Mother would've killed her, only pushing the bastard into a fit of laughter.

"You know it's not very gentlemanly to assault a lady without telling her your reasoning! One may think you were an evil, malicious attacker of sorts.." She pouted realizing she sounded slightly ridiculous.

Apparently, the event of today had worn through her usual cool demeanor.

The gentleman finally regained his composure, looking down on her from his abhorrent height of his. " First of all I was protecting you, 'My Lady'" He stifled a chuckle as Ruma scowled at him "Secondly" His eyes became dark, and his posture changed as if he were some type of predator as he stalked towards her " Who said I wasn't evil or malicious"

"Haha," She said chuckling nervously, trying to hide her discomfort "If you were any of that you wouldn't have 'protected' me as you say"

Ruma stood her ground, eyeing his tall frame as he came toe to toe with her small one. He looked down with a grin plastered on his face, he reached up, grabbing her chin forcing me to look upwards. Her heart seemed to want to beat right out of my chest, racing for dear life. "How do you know I'm protecting you for the right reasons?"

Ruma tried to look away from his clouded hazel eyes, in hopes of not being swallowed up by them. But it was hopeless, "How could there be any wrong reasons?" she whispered out.

He smirked, surprising her with a light kiss that set her nerves endings ablaze "Oh Hermosa" she blushed as he played with a piece of her hair, holding her close to his hard chest. " You are so naïve"

Confused, Ruma tried to pull away but was imprisoned in his tight grip. Panic began to flood her body as she tried to wrestle out from his grasp. "Let...Me...Go!" I managed "HELP" She screamed " HE-" he cut her off, shoving her face into his chest.

When he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder, Ruma knew she was done for. No matter how hard she kicked or loud she screamed nothing would help. He was too strong and they were too far away from the estate.

As they walked away, she caught a view of a light from far away blazing behind them. The smell of smoke filled the air. Ruma craned her neck upwards to get a better view.

As she swayed back and forth from his shoulder, Ruma finally caught sight of the mansion she had run from just hours ago.

"No..." The small palace, in all its glory, was burning. The gardens were set ablaze as the flames rampaged through the sweet grasses and plant life.

She beat her captor's back as hard as she could as tears clouded her vision "NO NO No! Nooo!" she screamed.

The energy quickly left her, leaving Ruma a dejected pile of bones hanging woefully 

"No" she whimpered out. Finally, Ruma accepted her fate.

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At some point, Ruma had apparently fallen asleep. How this was possible given her situation she had no idea. 

She looked around taking in her surroundings. She appeared to be in a dark room, lit by a single drooping candle, the wax running down the side like the beads of sweat the were present on her own. Ruma tried to move, reaching for the candle so that she could explore maybe finding a way out. Unfortunately, her attempt was caught short as her movement was caught short by the tug of the rope, digging into her wrists and ankles.

She thought for a moment, maybe if she was able to get over to the candle, she could burn away her restraints...

It was quiet as far as Ruma could tell. She had no idea what time it was or where her captor could have gone but this was her chance. Ruma rolled from her side to her stomach, pushing herself up with her bound hands.

Finally in a sitting position, with her legs dangling from the hard bed she'd been laying on, she leaned forward, standing once her feet were on the ground. Keeping her sights on the dripping candle a few steps away from her, Ruma attempted to move forward. She was quickly met with the hardness of the wooden floor. The moment she had tried to take a step, she fell with a loud thud.

Now she was stuck, just great.

Ruma didn't have to wait long for someone to notice the small commotion she'd made. She heard loud heavy footsteps make their way towards her. Calloused hands gently lifted her into a pair of strong arms and placed her back onto the bed she had managed to escape from.

Her captor knelt down, revealing himself to be the same man from the woods. His features became sharper with his closeness. His dark hair fell over his defined, tan, face as his mischievous hazel eyes glinted in the soft candlelight.

He chuckled, his thinned lips pulling upwards in a grin "You really thought you could escape that way Princessa?" Ruma shuddered as his husky voice stoked a fire deep within her.

Ruma gathered herself, he kidnapped her and probably helped set the castle on fire!

"Well-" she thought for a moment "You weasel" mhm that was definitely right "That is none of your business" that could've been better.

She rolled over for dramatic effect. Also because she didn't want to see his ruggedly beautiful face anymore, even the scar across his lip and cheek was beautiful! God, she hated herself...

He rolled Ruma back over so she was facing him, sending sparks flying through her body. His face lit up with mirth.

"Weasel?" He asked chuckling

She glared

His face tilted upward sending the shadows in the room to dancing in different directions

"That's the best you could come up with?"

Ruma continued glaring in silence, no longer wanting to feed into his stupidity.

Seeing that she probably wasn't going to talk anymore, he shook his head standing "Well Princessa, it has been an experience. Goodnight"

He turned to leave and began walking away. He stopped for a moment turning back to her "Behave"

She fumed as he walked away, closing and she supposed locking the door. Who the hell did he think he was! Lord of the Weasels that's who...

"Stupid, ugly, nasty little ass Weasel..."

God she hated him and his beautiful face.

"Oh god" she muttered, she didn't actually ask him anything important! she didn't ask him anything that could've gotten her out of this hellhole!

Ruma rocked forward in an attempt to get up again and beat down the door, only to be met with the hard floor smacking her face again, followed by loud bellowing sounds of laughter that carried through the walls.

Heavens above she was stupid... So Damn stupid...

She guessed that's when reality hit her lying on the cold wooden floor in that dark stuffy room.

She was alone, no one knew where she was and she was clueless about what was going to happen to her.

For the first time that night and decidedly the only time that she would allow, Ruma broke down sobbing to herself and cried herself to sleep.