The Little Treasure (First 3 chapters and adding more!)

Chris stalked through the cold, simple steps of Mount Kotare, his black boots leaving their footprints in the snow. He had searched for over 3 months in order to find Naomi and he was sure she would come to his side after he presented his threats to her.

Chris grinned despite the cold pinpricks attacking his face. Yes, he was sure she would come over to his side. After all, she was going to be of great use.

After a while he came to a small cabin with smoke coming out of the chimney. He was lucky, she was home this evening.

He walked to the door, his black cape billowing behind him. He knocked 3 times. The door opened and there stood a girl with black hair looking no more than 14. She gasped and tried to close the door but Chris was too quick for her. He grabbed her neck in one hand, and both her hands in his other.

“What do you want?” She asked, her eyes wide with fear and shock.

“You know perfectly well, shape shifter,” He said, a low growl protruding from his throat.

After a minute of glaring at each other, Naomi broke the silence. “What makes you think I’m going to help you?”

“Oh, I think you’ll come over to my side very easily. You see,” He began. “We have your fiancé somewhat….tied up if you will,” Chris said with a grin.

Naomi’s eyes grew even wider. “You wouldn’t...”

“Now, let’s not discuss what I would and wouldn’t do. You’re precious Zack is safe for the time being, but if you choose not to help me-“

“Fine, I’ll help you!” Naomi cried.

Chris grinned. He planned to dispose of both of them after he had gotten his little treasure.

“Shall we?” Chris said and they both walked out the door to face the bitter cold.

As they stepped out into the bitter cold Naomi started to grow worried. "Couldn't you have arrived by car?"

It was a pointless question to which she already knew the answer.

"Well," Chris began. "The pathway is steep and rocky and I would probably fall off,"

Naomi thought of running away, but where to? And besides, Chris would kill her in an instant.

The journey seemed to take forever until finally, "We've arrived," Chris said lazily.

Naomi looked around to see a small shack. He opened the door and, although it was crappy on the outside, the inside was much more fabulous. Plush couches lined the walls, and golden racks held an assortment of items. On the left wall there was a painting with the family crest emblazoned upon it. Chris grabbed Naomi's hand and took her down a flight of steps.

Once down there he snapped his fingers twice and 2 people appeared.

"Lock her up," He said simply.

The two people chained her arms and legs to a wall and They left her in the room alone.

3 hours later.

Naomi awoke to the door banging and footsteps growing louder. Chris appeared at the bottom of the steps.

"What did you see?" He asked.

"Nothing," Naomi replied.

"You liar!" Chris Screeched.

Then his voice became soft and quiet and dangerous. He took Naomi's chin in his hands and held it there.

"You know, you are so fragile, so young. Nobody would ever guess that you were really 18,"

He paused to scratch Naomi's chin.

"And since I think you are so beautiful I wish to marry you,"

"You beast!" Naomi cried. "You perfectly well that I already have a fiance and I love him 8,000 more times than I ever will you!"

"Well," Chris began. "We have had some...technical difficulties with your fiance," He said slowly.

Tears started to form in Naomi's eyes.

"You...You...You didn't..." Her voice faltered.

"No, we didn't kill him. He escaped in an attempt to find you. We are looking for him," Chris answered quietly.

Naomi's face grew even more white.

"In the meantime," Chris stated. "I need you to help me with my so called treasure. You are a special shape shifter, able to see the past, present, and future," At this he stroked Naomi's cheek and she pulled her face away with disgust.

"I will never help you. I don't care if you kill me but as long as Zack is safe out there I'm not helping you!" She cried.

At this Chris's eyes grew red and his face angry.

"You will help me, because I have something important that will make you force the answer out,"

"Truth serum that will make you sing like a bird and slowly kill you from the inside," Chris finished triumphantly.

Naomi lowered her head and gave in.

"Fine, but you have to summon up the memory yourself."

Chris slowly got Naomi into different chains and unhooked the old ones, then led her to a large room with several different devices inside it.

He hooked her up to a chair with different chains around it and hooked up several instruments from the chair to her body. He hesitated before putting a headset over Naomi's eyes.

He put it on her and turned to the control panel.

Naomi took this to her advantage. She transformed into a fly and got out of the chains and started to head for a crack in the wall. Once outside she morphed into a snow fox and started to walk away from the broken down shack. She could hear Chris's yells from the forest a whiles away.

She smirked. Now to find Zack.

3 hours later...

Naomi was laying panting on the cold snow, her shivering body still in the form of a snow fox, not bothering to transform.

"Damn it..." She said, struggling to raise her furry head. "How did I let it get this bad? I still have to find Zack, and tell him I love him, tell him I need him."

Her vision began to blur, and she knew she was losing consciousness she could see the darkness at the corners of her eyes.

A blizzard could've started right then and there, and she wouldn't have cared, only about giving her exhausted, overworked body the rest it needed.

It just so happens that a wanderer passed by Naomi's sleeping form. She lifted Naomi's furry self and put it in a small basket covered in warm blankets and began walking again.