The music played softly and the audience couldn't look away. A soft melody seemed too escaped from the dancer's lips as she completed another twirl. The man couldn't look away it was as if he were hypnotized the sway of her hips and bounce of her hair, and the smooth flow of her skirt. She wore a cloth over her mouth that hide most of her face except for her eyes that were mesmerizing in itself being a deep ocean blue. Slowly the music began to fade the voice he wasn't sure he heard faded in the background and the dancer bowed to close.

The man still couldn't move as the curtain fell separating him from the angel from before,

"Brilliant, isn't she?"

A large man with skinny legs walked into the candle lit room wearing a black and red suit. His red hair shot up straight like a pillar unmoving on the top of his head. The man who had sat as the audience turned to his host with a smile,

"Hair blacker than night but that moves like waves on the ocean, eyes as blue as the sea… and was that singing I heard?"

The man laughed boisterously,

"I'm afraid she's nothing but a dancer, a beautiful one at that."

He smiled as he looked toward the closed curtain with a wicked grin then back at his patron,

"Come now I think it's time to talk business."

The Girl heaved catching her breath. Singing and dancing was not something she had mastered but a smile still graced her face she hadn't made any mistakes. A small rumble was heard and her head whipped up to see her longtime friend in the far corner. She smiled as she ran toward him and jumped in his furry arms. Her longtime friend that had practically raised her and had been with her all her life; Bo the Bear. She was wrapped in his bear like hug as she snuggled deep into his brown fur,

"Did you see me? I didn't make any mistakes!"

The hug tightened as his large black nose nuzzled her soft black hair. She sighed in bliss until a loud crack resounded and Bo squeezed her even tighter as he let out a low growl. Her eyes widened as she struggled to free herself,

"Please! Don't hurt Bo! I didn't make any mistakes!"

She managed to get out of the hold to see a sadistic looking man standing behind Bo. She tried to fight the tears and glare despite the blood that dripped from Bo's wound,

"What so you didn't mess up you think you're done for the day?"

She bit her lip gripping at Bo's fur as he tried to wrestle against the chains that held him prisoner, which held her prisoner.

She was wearing different clothes now as she walked across the plain. Plain tan capris and a crop black shirt that acted as a mask that covered all the way to her nose. Her ridiculously long hair was tied back into a bun except for two semi long strands that fell just in front of her ears. She sighed heavily as she walked through the grass. Since she was little she had been captured along with Bo under that man's firm hand. She was forced to sing and dance for him like a puppet and if she didn't they would hurt Bo; her fist clenched. If they had just hurt her she would be fine but they were hurting Bo the only one who had ever cared and loved her. She sighed again as long as Bo was captured she could never be free. She turned the corner looking over the cliff to the sea, she only crossed it once to her knowledge and that was when she and Bo had gotten captured and that time they were locked away without any view.

Now she could see the view but Bo was forever trapped in that place.

"HELP!"

She blinked as she looked toward the water as a boy most likely around her age struggled in the shallow part of the water,

"EHHHH!"