Okay so basically, in this story Aria, Hanna, Spencer and Emily are known collectively as 'the Liars'. It is assuming that everyone is aware of the Ezria situation and basically I just hope that anyone that reads it, enjoys it! If you could review that would be awesome! Thank you!... I own nothing… blah blah blah…

The faint pounding in her head grew more and more prominent as her mind shook off the groggy mist that was unconsciousness… She made a feeble attempt to open her eyes, fighting their disobedient heaviness, only to be rewarded with more darkness. A dimly lit room gave her little in the way of understanding where she was. Slowly her mind began to clear as she became more aware of her surroundings.

She soon recognised that she couldn't move her hands… looking down, she saw a thick rope binding them together… Panic started to build as her heart began to race and her memories slowly returned.

The light of the day had long since passed, and the cool air was refreshing as she ran through the darkened streets, the streetlamps providing small glimmers of light, helping to guide her route.

The music blasted through her headphones as her feet kept time with the beat. She allowed her mind to wander to recent events, reflecting on the day that was drawing to a close…

'Two more miles' she thought to herself, 'Two more miles and there is chocolate waiting for you at home… the sooner you run it the sooner you have chocolate' smiling to herself at the thought of relaxing with her feet up on the sofa, treats in hand and rubbish on the television, she was unaware of the danger that was closing in.

Before she could process what was happening, a black gloved hand pressed against her mouth as another arm wrapped around her stomach, pulling her into a van, she attempted to scream but the muffled noise sounded pathetic against the gloved hand. Attempting to strike her attacker she kicked backwards and heard a grunt, before feeling the grip around her waist and mouth loosening. She took her chance. Running harder than she ever had, trying to suck in oxygen in between shouts for help, she suddenly felt herself falling, someone landed on top of her and turned her around so she was lying on her back. The figure pinned her hands above her head with one hand whilst she continued to try and break free from him. He backhanded her across her face, momentarily stunning her as he pulled out a syringe and injected her neck. The last thing she saw before she was pulled into darkness was his smile, his terrifying grin that sent fear deep into her heart. *

This flashback only intensified her panic, attempting to pull at the rope binding her hands, she succeed only in bruising and pinching her skin. She shakily got to her feet, trying to control her emotions as she sought to explore this room. She found little that would help her, there was a cold metal door and an out of reach barred window. Shit.

Just as her brain began to kick into motion trying to think of anyway she could escape or what it could possibly be that she was wanted for, the door creaked open. A man, the same man as before she assumed, walked in. He was followed by another two who stayed by the door as he progressed further into the room.

'' Look who's awake… How is your head this morning sweetheart?'' He sneered at her as she backed up until she hit the far wall.

''Who are you… What the hell do you want with me?!''

''I don't have time for your questions. We have to move, what I need to know is are you going to behave or do I need to get another syringe out again…?''

She glared at him. ''Why would I go with you?!'' She spat.

''Very well… have it your way'' He looked almost disappointed as he nodded to the two guys by the door. They began moving towards her.

She panicked. Forgetting her hands were still tied as adrenaline flowed through her veins she attempted to kick and punch her way out of the room. It didn't take long until the two men had her restrained. The one she assumed was the leader smiled as he walked towards her. He caressed her face and she recoiled from his touch as he spoke: ''Fiesty… I like that… Lets just hope it doesn't get you into too much trouble, sweetheart.'' She continued to struggle as he revealed a syringe, plunging her into darkness once more.