A Journey Through Time (Tintin x Reader)

5. The Kidnap

Then suddenly a sign caught my eye, it said,

WELCOME HOME MISS TARRAGON!

huh? that's weird .

Hector never keeps a sign welcoming me home.

This made me suspicious but I was too lazy to wonder why, and...who could do anything in front of crowds of people right? I thought .

The only way to find out what this mean is to meet the person .

I went among the crowd towards the person who's holding the sign .

To my utter confusion its not Hector, but some other  burly man I've never seen before.

a new driver? what happened to Hector?

millions of questions popped into my mind .

This man is not even wearing a butler's suit like Hector either, instead he wore a cap, normal dirty looking jeans , turtlenecked sweater, and on top a dirty brown trench coat. He looked out of the place from the crowd around him , who wore clean , bright coloured clothes with enthusiastic faces .

I pulled the trolly towards him.

He was a tanned , very tall , dwarfing myself and had a long downward pointed nose. He looked like he belonged to a ship. A pirate ship I mean. He took no notice of me and fixed his eyes to a distant terminal.

'Ahem', I cleared my throat.

he looked down at me and stared from top to bottom . He reached inside one of his overcoat's pocket and took out a small piece of paper .

err.. Miss (Y/N).. Tarra..gon? he read the paper and looked at me .

'yes?'

'Welcome to Belgium, your taxi is waiting outside come with me'

he said in a I - dont - care - who - you - are tone , and marched off ahead and waited for me to come.
I was dumbstruck for a moment and followed behind him .

He didn't even bother to take my luggage like Hector does... and welcome to Belgium?! doesn't he know that I live in Belgium?
if he works for my father especially?

after almost bumping into few people , I snapped out of my millions of questions and marched ahead.

A black caddilac sedan with very darkly tinted glasses was parked in the pick up terminal, and that man was waiting in front of the back passenger door for me to get in.

ok so, dad bought a new car? a one that looks like it drives by itself because all the glasses are tinted pitch black? yet his taste is really good , at last he asks what I say .

I thought as I got in.

The interior has black leather seats and had a metal and wooden trim. The windows were tinted so darkly it looked like it is night time .

'Nice interior' I said as I adored the interior of this magnificent car.

'Thanks' The burly man said as he stepped the gas and we drove ahead.

He raced out of the airport and in less than two minutes we were winding quickly through the early morning traffic in the busy streets of Brussels .

Vehicles of every description filled the streets , buses, compact cars, sped by . We drove through the busy city for about ten minutes in silence, so I thought of breaking the ice asking him about this strange surprise.

'You must be our new driver, I suppose. what's your name?'

'Allan... Allan Thompson'

'so my dad hires you? are you our new driver?'

'No... he's not my boss ' he turned to look at me in a suspicious way. 'Nice car isn't it? its the newest version Cadillac just let out.' He changed the conversation.

'I see...but you still didn't answer my question' I crossed my arms infront of me.

I knew he was avoiding the question.

We came near our town but he missed the turn to the road where my home is.

'Hey, you missed the road!'

he took no notice but snickered .

' I'm taking a new route. ' he said with a sly grin .

There's something horribly wrong here.I shouldn't have got in this car.

'Who on earth are you?' . I asked him seriously.

A dark shadow fell across his face .

'don't ask any more questions Miss' he said in a sharp voice.

' Why the hell not? ' I raised my tone.

'You'll meet my boss once you get there yourself! I bet you already know him' He snickered.

'WHAT?!'

Then he laughed in a very dark manner and I panicked to get out if the car , as I was about to open the door handle , the door handle went inside the car door .

'What on earth?'

I pounced at the driver to punch him but a black sheild appeared between the front and back seats separating the compartments.

I started to hit the tinted glasses but the glass won't break its too tough .

It's bullet proof!

'HELP! YOU BASTARD GET ME OUT OF HERE YOU MORON!'

I yelled at the driver, but the only thing I heard was his hysterical laugh.

Suddenly a smoke came out of the back seat air conditions.

chloroform!

No no please, not this! I begged from my mind .

My breath hitched , and my lungs started to burn , I started to have a terrible cough and I was about to through a fit, slowly my vision got blurry , everything around me started spinning and I fell.... into... pitch .... black ... darkness.