32 The Rescue Mission

*BAM!*

His foot that kicked the locked door open was still mid-air when he saw something that will haunt him for the rest of his life.

A pale Cynthia with messy hair, panting, her precious shoulders trapped under the claws of a worthless dog.

Not even a dog, a pup. 

"Youuuu," It was not even a word, it was a noise similar to an earthquake, a lion roaring in the jungle.

"DIMITRI!" Cynthia gasped out when she finally realized that she wasn't hallucinating. Her kidnapper's hands were still clutching her shoulders painfully, but they kept the force even on her bones now, the boy was completely frozen by what had happened all of a sudden.

Dimitri looked like a professional wrestler with his tall figure and muscled body, the fact that his head was shaved only added to the overall menacing look he wore on his face, fear gripped the boy's heart as one idea roamed over his head.

'I'm screwed,' Cynthia's kidnapper thought.