12
Russia
5994.34 Miles From New York
There journey was bumpy and rough, the way that her kidnapper traveled was a route which only he knew, he didn’t look at any maps or show any sign that he was lost as any point, he simply drove the vehicle further into the dense forest, knowing where to drive so not to fall into ditch or mud or lower levels of the ground. Despite the fact is still daylight, the underlining of the forest that they drove through was dark and sparse of any light, even the snow was light on the ground, having not being able to reach through the overhead of tree coverings,
Daisy could tell how long they had traveled, though she could hazard a guess that they were beyond two hours. The fear and worry that they would crash into something vanished as she saw as steady he drove and how even the jolts and they bumps the vehicle went over were softer than they should be.
The Metal Armed Man did not talk or look over at Daisy once, he keeping his eyes ahead, avoidance any hazardous breeches or fallen trees ahead.
Shuffling in her seat Daisy asked her kidnapper a question she knew fully would annoy and not be answer by her kidnapper. “Are we there yet?”
Not even a glance was given in her direction by her kidnapper, he carried on driving, his full concentration on the direction ahead.
Looking over at him she tried to read his face but found nothing, still the same expression.
“Why am I here?” Daisy asked, in a quieter voice looking at his side profile.
Still nothing came from him.
“I’m no use to you.” Daisy told him. “I-“
“Shut up.” He said firmly and not facing her. Opening her mouth to say something else he repeated in the same firm tone, like it was a recording. “Shut up.”
Biting her lip Daisy turned away and looked outside to the forest they still drove through.
Without a warning they stopped. Not only did the vehicle come to a complete holt, The Metal Armed Man turned the engine off completely.
Turning his head to face her, he reached into the backseat of the vehicle and pulled out a large black box, which he placed swiftly into his lap, opened and pulled off the two large assault rifles/guns, both sleek black and heavy, but which he held with ease and begun to proceed by toying with them by enlarging the barrels and adding more to it from the box, making the already over sized weapons bigger, Daisy watched wide in fear and fascination.
When done with those, he place them in his lap, pulled out another box which he proceeded to open and take out two shiny sliver semi automatic pistol that he armed and then place them on his belt.
Still watching Daisy eyes grew bigger.
Then going to the back seat he pulled out another box and bought two more small but shiny firearms which he place on thigh holsters, then reaching back he pulled out a belt with held various red explosive devices on and strapped it around his middle, then last of all he pulled out a black leather vest which he pulled over himself and then begun to out over himself the various prepare firearms and rifles.
As he continued to work to armour himself he looked up at her, his face still blank and unreadable.
“You are to stay behind me, no more than the length of your arm to me.” He told. “Clear?”
She didn’t responded, just watched as he finished with the last of his straps.
“Clear!?” He yelled.
“No.” Daisy replied. “What are you doing?”
With a quick flick of his wrist he pulled out his pocket knife from his side and flipped it in front of his face, never looking once as he did so, with eyes fixed on her. “Errands.” Then he sliced through the binds on your wrists, still looking directly at her and as quickly as he took out the knife placed it back on his side.
With wrists and hands free Daisy shock the pins and needles out of her fingers, no longer looking at her kidnapper. Through the tinted window she saw briefly the snow covered outside world, coming to realising that they were about to go into it for…errands.
“What does that-“ Daisy started but was stopped by The Metal Armed Man opening his door and getting out. “-mean.”
Walking out in the snow The Metal Armed Man came around the front of the vehicle to Daisy door, opened and stood waiting for her to get out. Cautiously Daisy stepped out into the snow, her eyes fixed on to him, fearful and what he could do to her if she looked away for a even a second. Watching with a look of disdain and a vacate expression as he went.