The Storyteller - Adventure Stories

I stare at the dimly lit interrogation room I've been stuck in. The cold metal around my wrists chains me to the table. I struggle against these bonds. My captor, Luke, walks into the room. His tousled brown hair falls over his purple eyes. I tighten my lips. I’m not giving any information. I have to protect myself. I have to protect Mom and Dad. I have to protect Dangiras, Kaelie and Mackenzie. I have to protect Zachary. I have to protect Ella. "Talk." Luke bangs his fist on the table, making my chains rattle. I turn my head up and away, like a baby refusing food. I slit my eyes. "Jackelle Alexandria Mixel." Luke growls. "Talk." Damn. No one uses my full name anymore. Hell, I don’t think anyone knows my full first name other than my parents! "I’ll talk," I grin. "But you won’t be getting the information you seek. And please," My smile fades. "call me Jackie, like all the other normal people in my life." Luke raise