Terezi was wearing her usual jeans and shirt, not really a flattering outfit but also not too bad looking either. It was tight enough to show off her curves but not tight enough to make her look like a slut. She was sitting on a park bench. She loved the outdoors and always spent her free time at this park. It was perfect for her; not to crowded that she had to worry about running into people or have to worry about loud young children, but still crowded enough that she felt safe there alone. There was to many people there for someone to think trying to take advantage of her blindness and try to hurt or grope her. She loved to sit down and feel the sun on her face while she "read" or texted her friends. Today she was sitting there texting her friends, she had her ear-buds in so her phone could read her her messages, she couldn't see them of course. She didn't realize the park was basically empty on account of there was a carnival in town that month.

A few feet away, Karkat's gaze had locked on Terezi. That was her, the girl Bro Strider wanted. He didn't exactly have a problem with it, as long as no one saw. He took a couple steps forward to get a better look, making sure this was her. Terezi Pyrope, victim of the sun. Definitely her; red shades to protect her eyes and all. He didn't say a word as he approached her, just wrapping his arm around her waist.

She jumped when she felt his arms lock around her, she wasn't use to people touching her like that out of the blue. Yes her friends would hug her like that, but usually she would hear them approach or they would say something, they knew how much she hated not knowing what was going on. She slowly reached up and pulled her ear-buds out of her ears. She reached up to feel his face to see if she could tell who it was, "Dave?" She asked softly, knowing he had a little bit of a crush on her. She would not put it past him to do this.

"Try again, sweetheart." His hand slipped down from her waist to take her hand. "I want you to come with me, alright?"

She didn't recognize his voice at all. She pulled her hand from his and tried to get up, not liking her odds. She started to listen carefully to see if anyone was around that could help her if this turned south. Her heart dropped when she realized they were all alone in the park. She started mentally cursing at herself for being stupid enough to cut off her one real outlet to the world. She put herself in danger by using both her ear-buds, she usually used just one so she could still hear what was going on around her, but of course she had to be dumb and use both this time.

Karkat took hold of her wrist, not so gently either. "C'mon, babe," he muttered, heading towards the entrance of the park.

She stopped dead in her tracks refusing to move forward at all. "Don't call me babe." She hissed at him, ripping her wrist from his grasp before turning around and starting to run away. She had her arms spread out in front of her as far as they would go, she didn't have her cane and was terrified she was going to run into a tree. She was running slower then she could but she really didn't know this part of the park well, but she did know the park had a lot of trees with exposed roots.

Easily, he caught up to her. "Cute," he practically growled, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her back. "We're leaving now," he hissed into her ear.

She yelped out in pain as she was suddenly jerked back. She dropped to the ground, forcing him to drag her, if she had to go she was not going easily. "Please," She begged not knowing why he would want to do this. "I'm not worth anything, I can't do anything for you, I'm blind." She whimpered in fear.

"Oh, trust me, I know. You're still coming with me." He grabbed her shirt this time, pulling her up.

"Why?"

She leaned away from him thinking about getting away now that he didn't have her hair. She was perfectly okay with ripping her shirt off and running blindly away, at least people would notice her and help. She just had to hope she didn't trip, she needed to trust her luck and sense of direction.

"I need you," he hissed. "Fucking come with me, would you? I don't want to have to hurt you."

"You already are." She spat back, grabbing the hand that held her shirt, she ripped it off, tearing her shirt in the process. She spun around and blindly ran, not caring that her shirt had a giant hole over her chest, or that there was a good chance she could hit a tree or trip on a root. All she was thinking about was getting away. "Help!" She screamed as loud as she could.

Karkat hissed. Clearly this wasn't going to be as easy as he thought. He ran after her again. "I have a knife, you know," he growled at her/

She felt a tree in front of her. She turned around and back up so it was against her back. Maybe she could climb it? She thought. It wasn't that hard to climb trees and she could do it by feel if she needed too. "Yeah right, if you did you would have taken it out by now. I know I'm causing enough trouble for you to need to use it. That is /if/ you had one."

He pulled his switchblade from his pocket, flicking it open and holding it against her throat. "Wanna fucking doubt me, sister?"

She froze. Fuck, he wasn't lying. She knew she was screwed now. "Please." She begged, terror causing her to choke up. She swallowed thickly backing up into the tree as far as she could.

"I won't have to if you follow me like a good little girl," he responded easily, not making any moves backwards; in fact, he pinned her against the tree with his other hand.

She nodded ever so slightly, and grabbed the hand he held her to the tree with. If she was going to follow him she need some part of him to hold onto, otherwise she would lose track of him or trip. "Why do you need me?" She asked softly.

"Reasons," he mumbled, putting the knife away.

She sighed and grabbed on to him giving up. She knew she had no chance of getting away anymore. She figured if she followed him and didn't give him a hard time he would be less likely t hurt her, or at least not hurt her as bad.

He led her out calmly, taking her hand and walking out, looking just about as casual as possible.

She was sobbing quietly as he led her out. She took his hand and followed him out, stumbling often without her cane. She hated not knowing what was in front of her, it made her feel weak and vulnerable.

He led her to the car, where Bro sat in the front seat.

She climbed in, feeling around to figure out her surroundings. She didn't realize someone else was in the car. Once she was in the car she sat down and curled up into a ball, scared out of her mind. She did have one good thing to hold on to, she still had her phone. Karkat never thought to take it, and somehow she didn't lose it when she tried to run.

Karkat kept glancing back.

"Terezi Pyrope?" Bro spoke, starting the car.

She looked up recognizing the voice, but not remembering who it belonged to. "Yes?" She asked softly, still not uncurling from her ball.

"Mmm, good job, kid, got the right girl." He nodded at Karkat, who nodded in return as Bro drove home as if nothing had happened.

"Where are you taking me?" She whimpered, fear evident in her voice. She sounded like a scared little kid. "Why do you want /me/?"

"Honey, you don't need to know that right now." He smirked, tapping his fingers on the wheel.

"Please" She begged looking up at them with a tear streaked face.

"Nah."

"What did I ever do to you?"

"I'm surprised you don't remember," he smirked.

She shook her head, starting to tremble.

"Hm." He shrugged it off, finally pulling into his driveway. "Karkat, take her down to the basement."

"Don't remember what?" She asked softly. Not making any move to follow Karkat out of the car.

He didn't answer. Karkat got out, opening her door and dragging her out. "C'mon."

She didn't move forcing him to drag her, when it dawns on her. Vriska. Her ex-best friend Vriska. She knew something was up with her; lately she was acting out and getting in all kinds of trouble. She was changing, and for the worse. When she decided to confront her on this she told her she joined a gang, "The suns". Vriska wanted her to join too, they could rule the town together in this gang, she said. But stupid old Terezi called her crazy, she said she made everything up. She even went as far as to accuse her of doing to get attention, said she was jealous of all the attention Terezi got because of her new disability. They fight, and everything went downhill. They haven't spoken since. The last thing Vriska told her was that she hated her know and would make sure she paid for what she said. "Was this all Vriska's idea? To get me back for laughing at her?" She asked sounding pissed off now.

"All Vriska's idea." Karkat laughed. "Right. Honey, you called out the entire gang, you're not gonna get away with it."

"Wait, she wasn't kidding?" She asked sounding horrified. "I thought this was a prank to get back at me. I didn't think that bitch would go this far, we were the scourge sisters for god's sake. Why would she turn on me like this?"

"It wasn't all her." Bro spoke up, smile evident in his voice. "You fucked around with my Vriska a bit too much."

"What did I do to deserve this? And when was she /your/ Vriska. You sound way to old to be dating her." She said, assuming Bro was not that high up in the gang.

"You'd be surprised."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. Karkat, basement," Bro barked. Karkat grabbed her hands, tugging her down the stairs.

She pulled against him, trying to get away. She figured if she went down to the basement there was no way she was coming out alive, so why not fight now, even if it means he might kill her. At least she went down fighting.