A New Captive An Old Friend(Zeraki,Dain,Invited)

[koenig]

FlashBack:

(It was a very nice and warm saturday night. On this night I found myself Walking the streets constantly looking behind me. I was 100 percent sure now that for a couple of weeks I was being followed by a group of people. the thing that unnerved me, was I had no idea who. It was at that time I called Zeraki, since he did not awnser I left him a message telling him That i needed to see him. I then called Dain, since their was no awnser I left him a brief message saying I needed to talk to him. On the message I told him that I was sure someone was following me, and for a wierd reason I felt uneasy. Reaching down into my jacket pocket I pulled out a cigarette. Placing the cigarette between my lips I sighed deeply. I missed Varron, as Much of a hellhole it was, I liked to call it home. Shaking my head to clear it of depressing thoughts, I pull out my golden zippo lighter and light the cigarette between my lips. Inhaling deeply I relaxed slightly from the nicotine and cigarette smoke filling my lungs.

Looking down at my watch I realized that it was quite late. 1:27 in the morning to be exact. Turning down an alley I began to walk back to my dorm area. I decided to cut through the alleys since It would cut off a good thirty minutes from my walk. As I continued to walk through the back alleys I stopped suddenly. Hearing footsteps i turned around to face the person coming. Seeing one person walking towards me, I got ready to launch myself in case of an attack.

Looking at this man walking towards me he seemed very confident of himself. Watching and waiting I decided I had, had enough waiting. Launching off my back foot I ran straight for this person. Seeing him smile at me as i did so, I realized I had been tricked, but it was too late. Suddenly All I could see was a foot coming at my face from the alley beside me. The impact of the kick and my full out forward momentum was enough to knock me unconciousse. As I regained concioussness I realized I was in some musty old basement. I was also chained down to a chair.

END of FLashback.

That was two months ago. It had been Two months of the same routine. The captors never showed me their faces. They would come down into the basement, torture me and then leave.

Hearing the basement door open I looked up. My vision was blurry since most of my face was bruised and swollen. I only had two hopes, they were both very very slim, but it was still hope. I was hoping somehow through a cellphone trace or something, that Dain and Zeraki would come for me.

[katsu]

It had been two months since the last time I saw Bruce. Two long months and I only had a phone message from him saying that he had thought that he was being followed and he was uneasy. For him to be so uneasy meant that whoever followed him meant some business. Two months and he hadn’t made another message and no one had seen him. I started to wonder if the people who were following him took him. When I first thought of that, I went to the local police station and made a call to the commissioner to see if the call could have been traced. It was, but there wasn’t anything there when I arrived. That took place only a couple hours after I received the call. Who knows by now what cold have happened to him? I didn’t want to think that he was dead, but two months, that’s a long time to be gone without a trace.

Since that time with the trace, I had been going out every night at the same time I received the message, coming the streets looking for some sign that he had in fact been taken, but nothing. I didn’t think that I would ever find anything until one night I noticed that one man had been walking through the alley every day and every night at the same time. He always wore a mask so this time I decided to follow him. He was sure a dicey character because he would instinctively look back every 30 seconds to listen and see if someone was following him. When he figured that no one was, which took him about 10 seconds, he would continue his route where it ended at a flight of stairs. I waited for him to descend, but he waited there for a couple of minutes. I sat and waited, seeing another person come from within the darkness and then the man descended.

I watched and saw that there was a basement at the bottom, but the house above was vacant. This could only be a sign that something that wasn’t supposed to be was going on here. I decided to take a look inside before the door closed, but could only get a look from the distance that I was. I took out my camera phone and zoomed in as far as I could go and saw something that appeared to be a third person. I couldn’t make out whom it was so I took a picture of it and sent it to the commissioner. I would have to wait a couple hours to figure out who it was, but I hoped it was Bruce.

“Come on, let this be the big break.”

[koenig]

(As I sat there I looked down yet again. I was wondering, why don't my captives kill me already? They had been feeding me every couple of nights just to keep me alive. It was obvious they were going to great pains to keep me alive. Was it just so they could torture me to their full extents? I had no idea, and I doubted that i would ever find out either.

As I heard footsteps coming into the cellar I looked up only to have my head suddenly snap to the side very fast. As blood flew from my mouth and nose I lurched forward in my chair. The person who had hit me was wearing a mask just like the rest of them. The masks were always the same. Ski masks, nothing to fancy, just simple and cheap ski masks.

My captives had never once awnsered any of my questions, or even spoken to me, thats why i was so surprised when I heard the voice of the one who had just hit me say)

"heheheh bruce, bruce, bruce, Whatever should I do with you? You brought this upon yourself you know, back in varron you started this with the yakuza. Now we are just repaying a little debt by having our fun with you"

(The man said to me. Still keeping my head lurched over I said nothing....what was there I could honestly say, it didn't matter what I said because In the end I would still be stuck in this chair.

Looking up very slowly my vision still blurry I just stared at the person. All this got me was a very hard knee to the face as he grabbed my head and pulled it down only to connect with his knee to my nose. As my head snapped back blood trailing through the air I slumped over in pain and said nothing, did nothing, because for all i knew i was dead to everyone already.)