Tika walked out of the wolf haven. She had spent the afternoon and was going to the castle before it got dark. She heard a twig snap, but didn't think of it. Another one, she looked around. The last one, a hand over her mouth.
A man pulled her around to look at him. Her eyes widened. "Alex?" She asked him. He smirked. "Hello baby. Ready to go back to Voldemort?" He pulled her through the woods, trying to get far enough to apparate. He still had one hand over her mouth. Tika struggled, but it didn't help.
Ginny ran, fast. Why did people get kidnapped in the forest. She cut through a grove of trees and jumped on the path, in front of the man pulling Tika.
"Stop right there, buddy."
Tika stood beside Ginny. All of the memories came back. The stuff he had done to her. It was worse than anything had ever done to her. She glared, a weak glare.
The man laughed. "Well, well, well. You're Ginny huh? Pretty little thing. I heard alot about you. Killed alot of our best men." He smiled at her. His already handsome young face lit up. "But here's the catch. You can't kill me. I've died before. Many times by your hands. Sometimes by Harry. Perhaps Kiara. Hell, even Tik here has killed me once."
(Yes, I meant to say Tik. It was not a typo.)
"I don't have to kill you to get rid off you." Ginny smiled cruley. "I am imaginitive, you know."
The man stretched out. "That's where you're wrong." He orbed Tika to him, before orbing them both.
Tika found herself in an alley. Backing away from him, she said, "I thought you were taking me to Moldymort?" She spat. He grinned evily. "Come on, sweetie. You used to love me so much. Won't you just give me one kiss?" He asked, coming towards her.
Ginny appeared again, behind him.
"If she does, I'll hand her to Voldm0rt myself."
Alex ignored her for a second and kissed Tika. She spun around and spit onto the ground. Then, he looked at Ginny.
Ginny folded her arms.
"Well, she didn't kiss you, so I guess she's safe. Now, why are you after her?"
"Long lost boy-friend. Okay?"
"Not okay. She's moved on. Sorry." Ginny faked a sympathetic face.
Tika whimpered. Alex laughed. "Okay, I guess so. But who really gives a crap?" He looked her over, scrutinizing her. "What about you?"
(Had to jump off. I'm back.)
Ginny smirked.
"Sorry. I have to marry my boyfriend." She folded her arms, impatiant.
Alex shrugged. "So? Why should I care?" Tika glared at him. "You are scum. I hate you." He looked at her. "You said you loved me. I was the first person you said that to."
"So? The first person I said I loved turned out to be a memory of a 16 year old Tom Riddle. People always make mistakes about the first person they say ,'I love you' to."
"Talks about you often." Alex said.
"hah, nice try, considering he wouldn't remember that."
Alex rolled his blue eyes. "Not about what happened." Tika put her hands on her hips. "Hello?"
Ginny grinned at her.
~Get away from him while he's not paying attention.~ Ginny wasn't sure if he had any psychic powers, but just in case, she blocked the message. Now he couldn't hear what she had sent to Tika.
"Then what, bonehead? What does a 72 year old man talk about besides the old days?"
"Death." 'Death.' Both Alex said it and Tika thought it at the same time. Tika shook her head and started to sneak away. One last look at Alex before she was sure she could. Tika took off.
"Oh yeah? His maybe?" Ginny grinned at him.