he is not far from her

The monster slowly approaches her. His muscular body and cold gaze send shivers down her spine. He growls softly as he lifts up the rusty metal door, revealing himself in all his terrifying glory. Kargo's eye patch only adds to his menacing appearance; it hides a golden orb that seems to burn with unnatural fury whenever he is enraged. His long white hair flows wildly around him as if trying to conceal the countless scars covering his body, like memories of past battles and victims that won't fade away so easily. He paces towards her, each step echoing eerily in the abandoned building. "Come out," he growls, voice like ice dripping down a cold steel blade. "I know you're there."

"I'm not in the mood to play hide and seek." The man with an eye patch growls, walking closer to her hiding spot. "You know who I am, don't you? You belong to me now. Come out peacefully, and maybe I won't hurt you too badly." His voice is deceptively calm, almost silky smooth as it contrasts sharply with his savage appearance. But she can feel the menace in each word, the threat beneath the surface that promises pain and suffering if disobedience is shown.

His voice hardens as he draws nearer to her hiding place. "Come out now, girl," Kargo growls through clenched teeth, gripping a sharp knife in his hand as he leans over the old cot where she's cowering. The blade glints ominously in the dim light, promising pain if she refuses to comply.

Kargo sighs irritably and glances around the room before roughly kicking aside the old crate that had been obstructing his view of her. "You shouldn't have done that, you know." His voice is dangerously soft now, cold as ice cracking underfoot. "It only made things harder for both of us."

"I'm tired of playing games with you," Kargo hisses, stalking closer to her. "You belong to me now, and I won't rest until I have you in my grasp where you belong." His hands tremble with barely contained fury as he takes another step forward, the blade in his hand reflecting the dim light like a beacon of death.

"You have no idea what you've done..." His voice is rough and hoarse, almost choked with emotion. "But it doesn't matter now. It can never be undone." With a sudden movement, he lunges for her, the knife glinting in his hand as it arcs through the air towards her neck. Time seems to slow down as she freezes in fear and anticipation of the blade finding its target.

The blade catches the light as it slices through the air, barely missing her throat as she cries out in terror. Kargo growls lowly, his anger flaring hotter than ever before. "I should have killed you when I had the chance," he snarls, moving closer to her once more. "But now it's too late." He lunges again with deadly intent, this time aiming not for her throat but for somewhere else... somewhere more sensitive.

His laughter fills the room, bitter and cold as ice. "You think I believe that?" He asks mockingly, the blade still poised to strike. "You belong to me now, girl. There's no escape from my grasp." His other hand reaches out, roughly gripping her chin and forcing her head back. "Say it again... Tell me you belong to me..." He growls, eyes boring into hers with an intensity that makes her heart race faster.

"Good girl." He mutters darkly, the blade finally disappearing as he releases her chin. "Now come with me." His strong hand grips her arm roughly, pulling her to her feet and dragging her away from the hiding spot she's been clinging to for dear life. "You belong in my world now, not here where you can hide and pretend to be free." As he speaks, his voice is tainted with the iron will that has made him feared by so many. There is no room for mercy or gentleness when dealing with someone who doesn't belong to him.

As they leave the abandoned building, Kargo's long white hair and golden eye stand out against the night sky like a beacon of malevolence. His grip on her arm tightens slightly as he guides her through the darkness towards his lair, his monstrous presence leaving no doubt that she is now fully under his control. There will be no escape from this fate... and Kargo intends to make sure she never forgets it.

"Don't be afraid," he growls softly. His voice comes out more gentle than usual, but still carries a threat beneath the surface that makes her shiver involuntarily. "I will protect you from harm... as long as you remain mine." His golden eye narrows almost imperceptibly as he studies her reaction, his grip on her arm tighter now but no longer painful.

"Do you understand?"

Finally satisfied with her answer, he releases his grip on her arm and leads her deeper into the darkness of the night, leaving behind a trail of terror and destruction in their wake. But for now, she is safe... as long as she remains by his side.