The Seven of Spades

The Seven of Spades
Seven gets kidnapped, only to find out it wasn’t as random as she thought it to be. Will she fall for her captor? Follow Seven as she gains her nickname, Spade, and her many escapades in a house full of many personalities.
Ch: 1- New Arrival

Seven entered her mother’s house and placed her things on the coffee table in the living room, “Mom, I’m home!” She called out in the empty house.

No response.

Seven moved her eyebrows together in confusion, “Mom?” She walked further into the house. It was empty. That was weird, Seven thought as she walked back into the living room, Mom asked me to come over so she had to have been home. Just as Seven bent down to pick up her cell phone that was in her purse, someone grabbed her from behind pinning her arms, and placed a toxic smelling rag over her mouth. In panic, her breathing sped up, moving the toxin further into her lungs and soon her struggling slowed until she fell unconscious.

Seven felt herself begin to wake, but she was so comfortable, she really didn’t want to wake up just yet. As she moved her head closer to the pillow her head was on a hand was put on her head where it stroked her long brown hair. She sighed, that feels nice, she thought before drifted back to sleep.

The next time Seven woke up she opened her eyes, then closed them quickly, with the bright light of the room she was in blinding her slightly. Rubbing her eyes, she opened them again and noticed that she was in an unfamiliar room. She stretched her lazy muscles, her skin running over the silky sheets, and she moaned in bliss. Wherever she was it had a nice bed. Seven sat up and she shivered as something cold and metal touched her skin from her neck. Looking down she noticed a metal linked chain that fell from her neck and down her body. Turning back towards the bed’s posts she noticed it was connected. Suddenly her mind was remembering, empty home, toxic smelling rag, she had been kidnapped!

Seven sat up quickly and rushed to the door, only to be yanked back by the chain connected to the bed. She gagged as something around her neck pulled with it and made her fall to the floor. She sat up on the floor and reached up to her neck to feel a leather collar. The only problem was that the collar was pad locked to the chain on the bed. “DAMN FUCKING IT!” She yelled as she tried to yank the collar off without success. She suddenly froze as she heard footsteps coming towards the room. She stood up quickly, her body aching to hide and her mind screaming her to do so, but she didn’t. Where would she hide, under the covers? No, she was 17 and old enough to take care of herself. She stood her ground clinching her hands at her sides to control her urge to hide.

The door swung open and she flinched at the movement and the tall man standing behind the door. “What the hell was that all about?!” He yelled as he entered the room and closed the door behind him.

Seven scrunched up her face in blushing anger, “What the hell is all of this,” She yanked on her chain/collar, “all about!?”

The man standing near the door took in a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’ll explain in a moment. Why don’t you sit on the bed.”

Seven frowned at his currently calm composure and was about to argue with him when his coal black eyes stared at her blankly but angrily at the same time. Almost as if he was telling her to submit. Unfortunately his glare was strong enough to do just that and Seven moved to seat herself on the king sized bed. She stiffened up when the man did the same, but he sat up against the head board of the bed, sitting a good enough distance away.

Seven turned to look at the man once again, his Mohawk was spiked and green with the shorter shaved sides being a dark black that Seven assumed was natural. He had snake bites that were black metal and in spikes instead of rings, he also wore some dark make up around his eyes and his nails were black. She lifted a brow at him, “What are you, some sort of Goth, punk rocker?”

The man smirked at the comment but didn’t answer her. “What are you, a normal kid?”

Seven frowned. In comparison she sure seemed like it, normal brown hair, blue eyes, and a normal complexion with freckles, she always hated it. “Fuck you.” She spat and it only made the man grin wider.

“In time sweet heart.” Seven blushed at his comment but before she could say something about it he continued, “As for your question, your chained to the bed so that you wouldn’t escape. The collar on your neck is to show possession, mind you that means you belong to me, and thirdly I kidnapped you because your mother allowed it.”

Seven was caught by his last statement, “My mother?”

He nodded, “That’s right. We are part of a government program. You’re mother agrees to let us take you and the government agrees to pay any financial or medical bills she can’t afford to pay. Mind you she signed an agreement stating that we aren’t allowed to harm you and she gets to visit you whenever she pleases.”

Seven stared at her hands, “This is…its fucking crazy.”

“Can you blame her?” He asked in a serious tone.

Seven shook her head, “No, I can’t.” She took in a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. “So what’s your name Goth boy?”

The man laughed at her nickname for him, “My name is Marco. Now if you’re all calmed down I’d like to take you down stairs to meet everyone else.” He said as he stood up to stand beside the bed.

Seven did the same and tried to think of another thing to ask as he dug out a key and began to unlock the lock on her neck that connected her to the chain on the bed. He was way too close to her at the moment and it made her nervous, “D-don’t you want to know my name?”

Marco raised an eye brow at her as he unlocked the chain and threw it on the bed before he snapped a leash on her collar, “I already know your name, Seven. I took time to study you and your habits before I ‘kidnapped’ you.” He moved towards the door and yanked the long black leash lightly making Seven jerk forward, “Come on, everyone is waiting to meet you.”

Seven made an angry face but kept her expletives to herself for the moment. She was a little curious about these ‘others’ that Marco was talking about. She followed the pull of the leash out of the room and into a long hallway. It was bare except a few pictures on the walls and there was no carpet on the floor only hard wood. Looking back up towards Marco she noticed railings that lead to a stair case that shot down to the first floor of the house. She stood up straighter in curious attention, the place was huge, how many people lived in it? They made their way down the stairs and into the sitting room. It held two couches and two recliners that sat near a fireplace that was currently unlit; on those couches sat six people, three of which wore collars like hers.

Marco stopped in front on the two couches and everyone stared at her and the taller male. One of the females decided to speak first, her long blond hair in a business like pony tail, “So this is the girl? She looks cute, but I heard her foul mouth from down here.” She chuckled, “A perfect pick if I do say so myself.”

Surprisingly Marco didn’t respond to her comment. “Seven, this is Amy. Next to her is her partner Bolt. It’s a nickname, his real name, is Evan.”
The blond woman stood up, her partner following, as they walked over to Seven. “It’s nice to meet you.” Amy said, her green eyes glittering, as she held out her hand to shake. Seven allowed it and said a small, “Nice to meet you.” back.

Amy turned around to Bolt who was trying to hide behind the taller woman and moved him in front of Seven, “Say hi, sweet heart.”

The shorter boy looked up at Seven shyly, his grey eyes large, and blush creeping up to his cheeks, “H-hi.” He said meekly.

Seven blushed herself and smirked at him. Oh, he was CUTE! “Well, hello.” She said teasingly making the boy blush harder and hide behind Amy.

The blond laughed and headed back to the couch and tried to comfort the blushing dark haired boy. Next stood a man who Seven thought resembled a business man, but his hair was long and brown and also in a pony tail. Were Amy and this man related? As they approached Marco introduced them to her, “This is Damien and next to him is his partner Star (Steve).”

Damien held out his hand and Seven took it to shake but he moved it to his lips in a small kiss, “It’s nice to meet you.” He looked up at her with dark green eyes that held a warning as he added, “And you better watch that mouth of yours when you’re around me.”

Seven felt her face flush at his stare and all she could do was nod and try to regain her voice by swallowing nervously. When Damien released her hand she turned to look at the boy who stood beside him and she frowned. The boy was exactly her height and so blond that his hair looked like snow, but that wasn’t the problem. It was his light blue eyes that glared at her that she didn’t like.

Damien looked down at the boy and he faltered slightly before holding out his hand reluctantly, “Nice to meet you, I guess.”

Seven lifted a brow at his odd behavior and took his hand to shake and became angry with how he flinched at her touch, as if he had just touched something nasty, “What’s your problem, prissy boy?” She growled.

Star smirked evilly and strengthened his hold on Seven’s hand and she did the same in response, “YOU are my problem, you low life piece of –“

“Star!” Damien yelled before the small expletive could leave the light haired boy’s lips.

Star released Seven’s hand quickly and huffed at her before turning to look at Damien as if he was suddenly innocent, “I’m sorry.” He pouted and Damien rolled his eyes as they walked back to the couches to sit.

Marco cleared his throat as the last pair, two women, came up to greet her. “And last but not least, this is Lexis and her partner Heart (Hannah).”

Lexis was a little taller than Seven and her hair was long, brown, and curly. She lifted an elegant hand to shake and Seven felt like she would break the girl if she shook her hand too hard. She smiled, her brownish red eyes staring into her blue eyes and Seven blushed slightly as she said, “It’s a pleasure.”

“Y-yeah, same here.” She responded as Lexis released her hand.

Mind you, Seven wasn’t prepared when Heart decided to run into her with a large hug, and she almost fell over at the act. “It’s nice to meet you!” Heart said excitedly before kissing Seven on the cheek and moving back to Lexis. Seven could only stare at the excitable cherry haired girl.

“The same to you, Heart.” Seven said with a smile as the girls brown eyes lit up at the greeting.

“Alright,” Marco said as he began to walk away, dragging Seven with him, “Time to pick out your tag.”

Seven stopped and looked at him oddly as he turned to look back at her, “Tag?” Marco looked behind her and she looked at the three people who had collars, Heart had a heart on her collar, Bolt had a lightning bolt, and…oh that was how they got their nicknames. She shook her head, “Never mind.”

(A/N: So with adding chapters...um this is my first time allowing authors to add to my story, but seeing as there are Eight characters in this story it might work. Just as long as the characters don't change their personality's and its not a 'crack' chapter. Please review and rate! I have three other chapters after this one. Thank you!)