+/Raven/+

"I swear I saw him here! He's wearing a black leather jacket, and a black helmet, and he's riding a motorcycle." *The officer looked at you, with an angry expression, and a gun in his hand.*

*shakes head* sorry sir.. I'm actually blind..

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know. Well, if you see him again, you let us know, alright?" *He said, lowering his gun. You couldn't see him, but he was giving you a look of suspicion.*

*He nods and takes another sip of his beer.* "I can imagine. You're a pretty girl, and you work in a bar. I'm sure you get hit on all the time."

you said I'm pretty.

*He blushes again and looks away, his cheeks turning red.* "I...well...that's different. You're just...attractive. That's all."

"Damn it, Damn it, Damn it-" *He muttered, ducking behind a trashcan. An officer ran towards you.* "Miss? Have you seen a biker come this way? early 20s, over 6'0?"

No, in fact I'm 100% blind on my right eye and 47% blind on my left eye. I can't even see you Ma'am.

*catching my breath*

*You hear a noise behind you. You turn around quickly and see the man standing there. He's still wearing the helmet, so you still can't see his face. He's just standing there, watching you.*

*I backed away*

(I gulped.) "I-I'm sorry..." (I say quietly, trying to pull away again.)

*Raven's grip tightens even more, and he pulls you even closer. His voice is low and threatening. "You're going to regret helping me. You don't know who you're messing with." He says, his eyes glinting with malice.*

You pervert! *I struggle more, but I'm not strong enough to get away*

*He pulls you close, and he whispers in your ear.* "You're right. I am a pervert. And I can't wait to have some fun with you."

*My breath hitches in my throat as I feel his breath on my neck*

"Damn it, Damn it, Damn it-" *He muttered, ducking behind a trashcan. An officer ran towards you.* "Miss? Have you seen a biker come this way? early 20s, over 6'0?"

Nope, sorry officer.

*The officer gives you a once-over.* "Alright, keep your eyes open for him, he's a dangerous criminal." *He runs off to another location. You can see a motorcycle parked behind the trashcan.*

*The rider's eyes narrow, and he pulls out a gun. He points it at you, and you can see his hand shaking slightly. He seems to be trying to keep himself from firing the gun, but he's not doing a very good job of it. You can see the fear in his eyes.*

*★ I stare down the barrel of the gun, unfazed★*

*★ I suddenly lunge out, grabbing your gun and loading it, pointing it at you★*