Name: Elizabeth Saint John
Age: 21

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Azi climbed into her car. It had been a long day at work. She didn't mind being a secretary, but her boss was so bossy and never seemed to be happy with anything. She hated how picky her boss was and it didn't help that she had had a headache for most of the day. Her car had also been giving her troubles which had automatically put her in a bad mood. She heaved a great sigh as she turned her car on, she just wanted to get home and take a hot bath before she crashed in her bed. She didn't have work for the next two days, she was very grateful for that. She took in a deep breath as she pulled out of the employee parking and began to head to her apartment complex which was about a half an hours driver.

Azi was half way home, her mind was set on being home and relaxing. She was so distracted she didn't notice the deer cross the road. Startled she yanked on her steering wheel which in turn caused the passenger side of her car to hit the tree. She sat there for a moment, shocked. She was shaking slightly, she was fine, but now that side of the car was totalled. She sat there dumbfounded for a couple minutes until she realized the situation.

Aggravation bubbled in her as she climbed out of her car to inspect the damage, it was bad. With a huff she pulled her cell out and tried to dial 911, but realized she had no bars! Looking around she didn't feel safe. As the fear began to creep into her bones she quickly climbed back into her car as she watched the road, praying for help.

Azi was curled up in her seat, her phone clutched tightly in her hands. She knew it wouldn't work, but it was still a symbol of a safe way out. Her eyes were darting up and down the road until she finally say headlights coming through the dark. She turned her body so she could see the car better. She was praying that they'd stop and help her. She felt relief as the car pulled up behind her. She watched the man as he came to her window and knocked. At first she was frightened because he was bigger than her, but she easily recognized his face.

It was William Damon, he was all over the magazines and she'd read some of the articles out of curiosity. He seemed like a nice guy and even though it was unlikely she'd meet him here, she was relieved to see him. She rolled down her window. "Yeah I am," she sighed and looked at her car, something in her told her she couldn't trust him, but she ignored it. "I hit the tree, my cell phone doesn't work and neither will my car." She sighed a little frustrated. "If you could just give me a lift to the nearest public building I'd greatly appreciate it. I need to call a tow truck as well." She offered him a small smile.

Ooc - Okay, good. Haha, I know how that is! Well I hope you are succeeding at multi-tasking!

Azi smile was full now as she nodded and grabbed her few essential belongings out of the car. She didn't want to leave them incase someone came upon the scene and might steal her things. That was the last thing she needed. "Really? I'd hate to put your friend out, but if it's okay than you are saving angel tonight." She laughed with relief as she followed him to his car. She gazed at it for a brief second, it was a nice car, a very nice car. Of course it was though, what else should she expect? "Really, thanks," she said. "At an hour like this, who knows what kinds of creeps are out." She laughed. Azi was so completely and fully unaware of what she was practically agreeing to. She was basically sealing her own fate.

Ooc - That's good to hear!

Azi laughed lightly at the thought. She smiled at him as he opened her door for her. It was a kind gesture that not many guy would offer in these days. He was certainly a gentleman if he was willing to do that. "I'm just glad I had you find me. I would hate for someone else to have found me," she shuddered at the thought as it obviously scared her. "I don't know what I'd do if I was overpowered," she shook her head with wide eyes. Azi looked at him as he climbed into his own seat and started the car. "It's Elizabeth Saint John, but it's so long you can call me Azi." She smiled at him as they pulled away from her car and back on to the road. She was happy this scare was over.

Azi smiled and nodded to show she felt the same way about meeting him in person. She smiled before her brow creased as she took upon a contemplative look as she thought. "Well I'm an orphan, but I have plenty of relatives to make up the difference. I work under probably the worst boss ever, I like the color green and I'm a cat person." She said as she was feeling more comfortable around him. She had no idea what his plans were, and if she did she would've thrown herself from the car, but she was ignorant and was talking casually with him. "I love a good book but I love movies. I also think that if everyone is given enough love and attention than our world would be fixed and wouldn't have any problems." She said, though it was slightly random. "What about you?" she asked him while turning her gaze to him.

Azi listened to him carefully, she took it all in as she found most of it interesting. She always thought big people like him and celebrities loved the spot-light and would jump at the chance at a magazine cover, but here he was saying he honestly hated the stuff. "Well you would probably do well in the acting industry," she said. "I would've never have guessed that you hated being out there for everyone to analyze. You always seemed satisfied with your life," she shrugged, she'd been wrong before and she knew this wouldn't be the last time. The tid-bit about movies was definitely a surprise, but she realized she should just accept the fact that he'd surprise her.

"Do you want to take over his business?" she asked him, she was honestly interested in him. Even though she supposedly had just roughly fifteen minutes with him, she wanted to get to know him as much as she could. He was intriguing, and Azi wanted to know what was behind the face. "What kind of dogs?" she asked after a moment.

Azi shrugged. "I understand, I was just curious." She said as listened. A smile came to her face. "That's a very admirable thing to do!" she exclaimed, but not too loudly. "So why don't you do it now? You have the funds to do a lot of good, other than saving lives from fires." She said as she looked out of the window. She could see the city lights up ahead and was happy. Azi was enjoying her time with him, but something didn't feel right. "Really? Cute," she commented. "I hear they are great dogs." She smiled to herself before she looked back at him.

Azi frowned as she felt for him. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. So I suppose once he passes on you'll give the company up then?" she asked him. Would he just have to hold onto it or would he be free after his father passed on? She smiled. "Well I'm glad they serve you well. Though with the kind of estate you have you'd probably need either more of them or a bigger dog." She laughed but her attitude turned to a frown as he pulled onto a darkened road. She saw the large mansion at the end and instantly got a terrible feeling.

Azi looked at William before she glanced at his grand home. "Uh, I don't drink." She said as she got the urge to bolt from the car. Something was off, something wasn't right. "No, I really should be getting home," she glanced at her phone. "It's okay, I'll just call a ride and they can pick me up." Her hand was already dialing the number, only it wasn't a friend, it was 911. Her other hand was inching towards her door handle as her instincts were screaming at her to run.

Azi knew instantly she had found herself trapped with this man. Her face flickered with horror and terror as he snatched her phone from her. She listened with a sick stomach as he was telling her escape that she was in grade school and was just dialing 911 for the fun of it. She was so stunned that she had no time to scream, no time to react. Her body drained of color as he hung her phone up and his eyes grew dark. She hadn't expected the slap so it seemed to sting more than it should've. She yelped out slightly as a hand mark appeared on her face. "Let me go," her voice was weak and quiet as she had spoken with wide eyes.

She was still to frightened to fight back as he pulled her out of the car and threw her over his shoulder. Her body seemed frozen as he carried her into his large estate. The sound of two dogs came to her ears and now was when the tears came. She was limp against his shoulder as he was carrying her deeper into his house and began to descend under ground. "You won't get away with this, they'll find me, they'll miss me," her voice wasn't loud as she was nearly paralyzed with fear. "What happened to saving lives?" she chocked out as he handled her roughly. What was he going to do?

Azi was so scared, her head snapped back slightly as he pushed her hard into the chair. It was braced enough so she wouldn't have flown over the back. She watched him, her eyes screaming crazy as he spoke. "It's a color!" she said wildly. "You can't defeat a color..." she trailed off as it clicked. Her whole body froze and she realized what was happening, who this was. "You're him!" she finally snapped as the tears flooded over her face now. "You-" she broke off as he taped her mouth. He was it, he was the one. He had been the one to kill all of those women, all of those red-headed women. All because it was the color of red?

She began to sob, but her mouth was closed so she could hardly make a sound. She watched him approach her, she shook her head slowly as he came up to her. She wanted to die right then, she didn't want to live through this, just let her die! Azi watched him come forward until his fist flew to her face and caused her to pass out.

It was probably twenty minutes before Azi started coming back. She rolled her head back forward, her face hurt, but her nose had miraculously not been broken. She fluttered her eye-lids as she slowly became aware once again as to how she was there. Looking around it clicked once again, especially the pain. Her eyes darted around wildly until she spotted him, William. The tears came again as she shook her head in a silent plea.