The hottie sautered over to her and stood before her. She could feel his eyes on her, singeing her like hot coals. "You're frightened." He almost sounded pleased with her fear. "You need not be."

Nakago began to explain to her: "I pulled you from your world. I know what you are -- you are immortal."

Nyx was about to deny it, but knew that it was no use. "You're not like me. Are you a Watcher?" She could not believe her luck -- a hottie for a Watcher.

An impish grin falshed across his beautiful face. "I am not a Watcher -- I am your god."

"What??!!" Nyx jumped from the bed and drew her silver braid Tache, its blade pressed against Nakago's fair neck.

He didn't even flinch, but merely laughed, a lusty, deep thoated chuckle, mocking her. His blue eyes glowed brightly. Without explanation, her hands began to shake and the sword flew from her grip and across the room. Nyx attemped to step away, but fear held her frozen. He looked at her and sent her crashing against the wall--pinned against the cold stone.

He approached her, still smiling. "You are here because of me. You are here to do my biding. I am your god." He was now inches from her face, his hot breath seeping into her skin. "You are mine." His invisible grip on her released and she fell to the floor. Nakago turned from her, toying with the whip in his hands.

Nyx's eyes glowed yellow. "I don't think so."

Before he even knew what was happening, a sharp pain smacked across his mid section. Nyx had kicked him in the torso and was then standing over him, her foot on his mid section. She looked at her sword which was lying some 25 ft. away. She extended her hand and as if beckoned, it came to her.

There was a long silence.

The look of shock left his face. "Very good. I knew it was in you." He begins to laugh maniacally.

to be continued.......