Alec looked down at the paper handed to him, then chuckled. He was going to enjoy this. Alec started climbing out of the basement, and hid in the shadows, trying to locate Tish. He heard a rustle, and headed that way.

Drake creeped around until he saw Katie. She was currently standing in the hallway, guarding and listening to what was happening on the other side. He touched his empty gun, and felt a presence behind him. He whipped around silently, to find that it was just Ballistic.

"Target confirmed.", Drake said, his mind thinking about what was going to happen next.

Sofia swallowed hard and felt her way out of the room. Mother would hate this... was the only thought she could muster up at the moment. She huffed and puffed for awhile as she heard footsteps to her left. Her eyes grew wide and she stepped as close to the wall as she could, hoping that whoever it was wouldn't see her hiding in the shadows or found her less appetizing than what they were originally planning.

Diana woke up, rubbing her eyes in confusion. She could only just make out the single chair in the otherwise empty room. The floor was cold, she got up. 'What the hell? Did I get drunk last night or something...' She attempted to turn on the light, it didn't work. A chill ran through her, fear or cold? She opened the door to exit the room and recklessly called out her boyfriends name into the dark corridor.

Aaron was hidden. He felt sick. What he had just seen was too cruel, a girl so young being beaten around by a teenager. He was so sure he must have died recently and was in hell. Thinking back to his sisters recent death, he tightened his fist, craving to punch the edge of the bookshelf he was edged up against. 'Mustn't...It would make noise.' He wondered where the little girl had hidden, and hoped she wouldn't be found again. She must have been a similar age to his sister. He felt the urge to protect her, but knew it was probably futile.

The footsteps stopped and Sofia could hear the flicking of a light switch. Of course it wouldn't work, the accomplices knew this, so who was it? Another victim? She backed up into the door just as she heard a boy's name called out. Stupid! she cringed and hurried in, closing the door. Inside, she could make out the figure of another girl who looked somewhere around her age, Sofia couldn't tell in the dark. "Shut up, do you want to die?" She whispered very quietly.

Katie heard Drakes voice and saw the outline of his body. She could barely see a girl behind him. "Ah. So your the ones in charge of this?" She said, half asking and half saying. "Its a shame you didn't keep Ace alive more to ruff him up." She said, looking down the hallway when she heard a light switch and a girl calling someones name. "How about I kill that girl... and you let my sister free? I'll kill anyone. I'll do anything with no regret." She said, her voice ice. "And if I cannot save her... then can I save myself? "She looked into the eyes of the people in front of her. She still had her guard up in case this back fired. "I won't beg.. But I'm willing to show you a few more ways to torchure...one that will give them hours of pain until death."The word death rolled off her tongue like she had said it many times before.

Primrose thought she saw someone in the room she was in. She went over to a man near a bookshelf. "Will you help me find my sister?" She whispered, tears flowing from her eyes but her voice making no sound other than her question. "I'd like to see her before i'm killed."

Ballistic looked at Drake, eyes locking. This one was definitely a keeper, and besides...her idea sounded interesting. "On one exception." She nodded at Drake, and continued, voice icy. "Alrighty then, this should be interesting..." She pushed an all-intercom speaker, and her melodic yet evil voice filled everyone's ears. "Change of plans! We're going on a killing-spree! Ready or not, here we come!" It was ended with another laugh.

That was all Skye needed. She smiled devilishly as she picked up pace. Lady Ballistic, I owe you one... she thought, searching around more, and rounding corners with every sound she thought she heard. She hadn't remembered the house being this large, but deciding against revealing her location, she stopped and started searching rooms at random. One room, she opened the door and gasped. Nothing. Next door, a minute later. Nothing. Next door, a few seconds later. A sob.

She stopped, looking around the room again. It wasn't coming from the room, but it was close. "Priiimrooose." She whispered in a singsong voice, slightly grinning.

Katie nodded slightly. "Shall I just kill with my hands or will I be given a weapon?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at the girl. She wanted to prove that she was strong enough to survive in this type of situation, and she wanted to prove that she'd kill anyone and anything if she set her mind to it.

Diana tried to make out the face of the stranger who had just entered the dark room. "Who the hell are you?! Where is this place? What day is it?! Wait, die? What do you mean do I want to die?!" she said, not making any effort to be quiet. She noticed the girl seemed younger than her, "Do I know you?" she asked, but her wondering was suddenly interrupted by the intercom speaker. Diana paused for a moment after listening, looking shocked, but then she started to laugh. "I get it! We're on TV!"

"Don't say killed..." Aaron responded. "I'll try my best to help you find her." His eyes had adjusted to the dark now and he looked around to see if there was anything he could use to defend himself and the girl with. Ballistic's message sang out through the intercom speakers and Aaron's expression darkened. "Kill her...I want to kill her..." he muttered, along with something inaudible. He handed a hardback book to the little girl and took one himself too, "Better than nothing at all, for now."

"I have a feeling she'll be right in the middle of all the trouble..." Prim whispered and took the boys hand. Since he was older she automatically felt protected by him. "Now now, killing her won't do anything. But killing her accomplice's would. Though i'm sure my sister is already falling into their grasps since she is such a good fighter." She said, looking up at the boy. "If I die before we find her... and you live... her name's Katie Scarlett. She has dark blak hair and probably the most teal colored eyes you'll ever see. Shes wearing dark skinny jeans and a long sleeved black top.. tell her I love her." She whispered."And if you can get it off my dead body, I'd like her to have my locket necklace." She said, pointings to a shiny silver necklace on her neck.

Sophia was paniking. This chick was not shutting up. She looked around frantically. After hearing the girl on the intercom basically let her sick monsters off of their leashes, she began silently crying. "You're so stupid. Don't you get it, we will die." she sniffled, making a futile attempt to be quiet. She knew what was coming. They were being too loud already. Sophia grabbed the girls arm with one hand and with the other, she put it over the girl's lips. Yes, she may have been a bit taller, but it wasn't by much, so it wasn't a stretch at all. Sophia pulled the girl close to the wall and crouched down into the shadows where she lightly pulled the girl down to sit with her. "Whisper if your going to talk. If you hear foot steps, shut the hell up. Got it?" She said.

"Accomplices? There's more than just that one girl behind this? ...Or was that girl from before not even the same ringleader on the speakerphone..." Too many thoughts filled Aaron's head, he felt confused, not knowing what to do, so far he knew there was only at least three people on their side. If there were more enemies, was there really any point trying to fight them? He wanted to look for an escape, but the little girl needed help finding her sister, who was apparently most likely in the middle of all the trouble. He was sleep deprived, and hungry, when he came to a realization. Perhaps the little girl was a set-up, a trap to lead him to the torturers. Perhaps he wasn't among any other victims here, and that somebody must blame him for his own little sisters death, although he could not have stopped the illness, he still felt that he blamed himself. "Let's go this way." He told the girl, and they walked quietly down a corridor, he kept a subtle watch over her facial expressions in case they gave any clues to whether his theory was right.

"Fpfffhhh" Diana tried to reply that; fine, fine, she'll play along. She eyed the corners of the room looking for cameras. She smiled and nodded as the girl ordered her to be more quiet and pulled her to sit down with her. 'Kind of rude...but I guess it's just the script, I shouldn't judge her by it.' She thought, and reached for her bag. "Oh!" she exclaimed loudly, before remembering to whisper, "I think I've lost my bag!" She got back up and despite looking like she was being extra specially careful and trying her best to move quietly, it was futile efforts on these particular creaky floorboards.

Primrose was frowning and her tear streaked face made anyone want to cry. "Okay sir. My name's Primrose, but you can call me Prim." She said softly, tearing up again. If anything happened to her darling sister she would blame herself.

"Hands. Use hands. You'll have to prove you're strong enough." Ballistic took a modern mini security-monitor screen the size of an iPod that she had stolen from the pentagon and turned it on. She raised her eyebrows at Diana, then smirked. "She thinks she's on a TV show?" She motioned for Katie and Drake to follow her. "We'll show her the difference between TV and reality."

Tish heard footsteps coming her way, and her eyes widened. She tried to find the others that were captured-she had heard them. She started yelling for the others to hear her, but was stopped halfway by Alec's hand.

Katie nodded before following." Sounds fun." She said softly, thinking of all the ways she could kill 'Diana' If the girl really thought she was on tv. "She must be rather stupid to think such things.." She muttered.

Sofia groawled. "Shut. The HELL. Up." She whispered furiously. "You know what? No. You can die alone for all I care." She rolled her eyes. She wasn't going to throw her neck on the chopping board just to save some pretty girl's little butt. Not her style. She worked better alone anyways. As she came back next to Sofia, Sofia stood up and started walking out of the room- but then stopped. The floor boards were especially creaky in this room and their location had probably already been given away. She'd just have to deal with her sorry company and make due with what she could, or take her chance and leave, being louder than ever and possibly becoming the new taget. It was either a lose or a lose in her eyes, but she took the quieter route and sat back down. "Don't talk to me." She said angrily. She wasn't dieing anytime soon. Especially for this girl.

Diana jumped gleefully, pointing upwards, "I see it!" she said quietly but not in whispers, 'Oops' she thought, 'I better do as she says and stop talking... and I should probably act scared, since there's that camera right there watching me...' She sat back down, glancing from one side of the room to the other with an over-the-top worried expression on her face.

Aaron softened when he saw the girls tears. "That's a cute name. My name is Aaron" What was he thinking, that a child would trick him? Though it could be some kind of trade for her sister, or blackmail. His mind was in conflict and it made his headache worse. He heard a female voice from behind the closed door of a room and the sound of floorboards. He crept closer to listen through the wood but it seemed to have gone silent now. "Could that have been your sister?" he whispered to Primrose.

Prim shook her head. "No, her voice is much kinder than that. And quieter too. I swear, these dumb ass's will be dead in no time.." She rolled her eyes. "Katie and I have been learning how to hide since the age of seven. If we weren't found then he wouldn't hit us.." She shivered.

I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Sofia kept repeating it in her head. She couldn't seem to get away from this girl. Diana seemed the exact type of girl that Sofia would avoid at school. No, SOFIA was the type that DIANA would avoid at school. After she said she found a camera, Sofia looked up curiously. Right she was. There was a camera softly blinking right in the upper corner of the room. They can see everything?... Sofia stood up. While she was used to always being the quiet one, she was still mad. She lifted her hand and shoved her middle finger into the air as high as it would go, right in front of the camera. "F*ck. You. All." Her face was determined. She did not want to die. When she was satisfied, she glanced at Diana and rolled her eyes. "Now, we can both shut up."

Pit... pat... pit... pat... Charlie awoke to the sound of mice dancing in the walls, scurrying about like squirrels on crack. With large blue eyes, Charlie glanced around at her surroundings. As the confusion began to edge away, realization hit her like a two ton boulder. Instinct kicked in and she jumped up, eyes instantly searching for her brother, Khris. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw his small, thin body curled up on the wooden floor. She darted over to him, her lean, athletic body making it easier for her to move quickly. Without making a peep of noise, she shook her little brother harshly. When he moaned, she covered his mouth and shook him again. "Wake up!" She whisper yelled. His eyes popped open and Charlie, who was dressed in bright purple skinny jeans and a gray Push Play band tee shirt on, yanked him to the side and out of the room, leaning against the wall of a hallway. "Don't make a sound," she said, barely audible. She pulled her long crimson hair into a swishing pony tail and began to silently glide down the hallway.

Khris awoke to his sister shaking him like a rag doll, and he growled under his breath at her. Looking around at the musky smelling, and dust filled room, he felt like he was in a dream. He flopped over and tried to go back to sleep, but Charlie was relentless. Groaning, his eyes snapped back open to see his sister leaning right over his face. He stood up, almost white blonde hair falling across his face as his own baby blue eyes surveyed the room. Soon enough he was yanked out of the room and into the hall, then pushed against the wall. He knew his sister wasn't trying to be rough, but he glared at her angrily anyways. He continued to follow her along, hoping to God, if there was one, that no one would see them. He heard a small flutter of foot steps and a whisper of voices and stopped in his tracks, catching his breath and glancing around anxiously. A small breeze tickled his arms, he was wearing a dark blue and black striped shirt and black jeans, and he hurried after his older sister.

Ballistic put her hand on her mouth in an mock surprised expression, already standing in the doorway of the room with Diana and Sofia in it, Katie and Drake behind her. "F*ck me? I'm not a l*sbian, honey." She turned towards Drake, asking a rhetorical question to him. "I'm not sure about you, but do you really want to her to f*ck you? I mean, they are play toys, but not that way." She smiled a way-too-sweet-and-sickening smile at Sofia. "Do you want to play a game?"

Sofia jumped at the sound of a new voice. She was already behind the other girl when the two made themselves apparent. Whoever the girl was, seemed to be the one in charge. She only narrowed her eyes at the few comments. When she was asked if she wanted to play a game, Sofia shook her head. "No... But I think I know someone who does." She smiled, looking at the girl in front of her. She'll probably agree to it for more 'Screen Time'... she thought. She knew it was cold and lowly to push the attack onto someone else, but she wasn't about to lolligag her way into death for the sake of some prep.

Suddenly he heard footsteps. Aaron pulled Primrose through into an open door opposite the room they had heard the voices inside. He heard that same door opening and then the same voice that had disgusted him belonging to the one leading this nightmare. He wondered who it was in the room, who had been caught, but was glad that Primrose said it wasn't her sister. He wondered whether to try and help them anyway, but after peeking out, he saw that there were three enemies. He couldn't risk that, alone perhaps, but not with Primrose to look after. He turned to check out the new room and noticed stairs in the corner leading down, he motioned to Primrose, and began to creep as slowly as he could towards them.

"Hum. So this is some kind of game after all. What are the rules? And what would I win?" Diana questioned. Although something about this girl in front of her sent a chill through her spine. She seemed younger than herself, yet the two behind her were following like dogs. 'It is just acting, right? Bad things don't really happen...' she thought to herself.

When Prim was pulled back she heard her sisters voice. "No.. " She trailed off with a small frown. Her sister was with the killers?! She buried her head in the boys arm and cried. (can't think of what to post > . < )