KnightLelouch: Hello to all my fellow otaku's! This is the first chapter to the winning story Captive!

Siren: Sorry the authors been late with the chapter and her other stories she finally got her computer back.

KnightLelouch: Anyway to all who voted thank you and I'm thinking about discontinuing some stories but I'm not sure. Anyway this first chapter will be short still not much time as I wanted.

Siren: The author owns nothing of this show so any chance of suing will be sent to burn in the seven rings of the underworld.

KnightLelouch: So please enjoy!

Desclaimer: The story contains S&M, rape, bondage, crossdressing, humil, dirty talk, and many other things. But not in this chapter.

Captive Chapter 1: Taken

Over the city of Karasumori the sky was dark and gray, thunder boomed throughout the sky while lightening cracked and lit up the skyline. Down below inhabitants rushed to seek shelter from the storm that was coming, one of the inhabitants was a young boy with short raven hair and tanned sun kissed skin, he was no older than 16, he rushed down the streets trying to hurry home.

"Damn it all! Out of all the days to forget my umbrella", he said as he felt a rain drop hit his nose. He hurried his steps trying not to hit anyone along the way. He quickly turned into an ally using it as a short cut until he hit a dead end. "Crap", he sighed feeling water quickly pouring from the sky drenching his school cloths and book bag the boy reached into his pocket and fished out his cell phone. Scrolling down the contacts he found the number he was looking for and pressed the send button. When he got no answer he put his phone back into his pocket and turned around and started walking back toward the entrance.

Suddenly a thumping noise assaulted his ear drums he looked around trying to see what caused it. When he found nothing there he cautiously moved out the ally when he felt something grab him from behind. He struggled frantically when trying to get out of the others tight hold on him. He felt something press against his face a sweet sent filled his senses. The world started to blur, his body felt numb, soon his legs went weak causing him to fall back, the last thing he saw was dark eyes.

"Scene Change"

It was dark and gloomy, devoid of life, just dead. The figure walked into the building carefully cradling its precious cargo, holding him like a fragile new born baby. As it entered its den it watched as the smaller boy took slow breaths his breaths drifting up and down. It walked down the cold hallway, stepping over cracks and passing by broken furniture and ripped doors. It keep walking until it made its way to the end of the hall in front of a large doubled door that looked so out of place, its features stood as though they had not been touched by time.

The figure adjusted itself keeping the small body balanced in its arms, with its free hand it knocked on the door a couple of times rythmatically and waited. "Who the fuck is it?", a voice called out from behind the door sounding very annoyed, "It's me", the figure flat-lined, "Me who?", the voice said in a mocking tone. Suddenly the figures hand changed into a giant claw, sharp nails sparked and shined under the high lights. The figure gave a small chuckle before the sound of various locks began to resonate from behind the door than it opened slowly. Carefully the figure made its way into the room when the figure was fully inside the doors closed with a door the structure disappearing into the shadows.

Once inside the figure set the boy in one of the guest rooms setting the small frame on the large king sized mattress he went to the closet and fished out a somewhat small yet steardy steel chain and clamped it to the bed post fastening the other end to the smaller boys foot. He left the room not before looking it making sure no one disturbed what was his. The figure made his way down the long hallway he had short spiky black hair (or is it brown?), his eyes were cold and feral like a wild animal, and he had tanned skin, and was tall for his age for which he was 17. He entered was seemed to be the living room. It was quite spacious there were paintings of various genres that lined the wall, large book shelves dawning each side; it held various expensive looking vases and tables. In the middle of the room was a giant velvet red couch that seemed to circle the entire room and four or five sofas in various places. As the teen sat on one of the sofa's farthest to the back of the room he was met with a unwanted sight. In front of him sat one of the other occupants of the house, he was tall almost giant, he was pale and thin but showed some muscle dense, black hair cascaded down his head stopping at his shoulders and wore an eye patch that adorned the right side of his face. His mouth stayed in an almost piano like smirk, his eye was half lidded not even paying attention to the other male watching him.

"So where's yer little pet I sa ya bring in", the larger male said in between pants, "Thought ya of fucked him as soon as ya got here", he said a piano smile spread across his face. The shorter of the two glanced toward the other, watching as the other stared at him his signature smile adorning his face. "If you are referring to my mate than yes I did wish to have sex with him, but I don't think I would think I would get any satisfaction from screwing an unconscious body", he said to the other his voice held a bit of a tired tone. The taller man looked at the smaller boy a smile still on his face " Heh, yer bein to nice rememba the last bitch ya were leant on", the smaller boy halfway glared at the other, "Course ya do, anyway hope ya fun wit this one", he said getting up from his previous position on the couch, the smaller boy watched as the taller male walked lazily to the door, "Anyways listen to ya old friend Nnoi and don't be goin soft or it'll be the death of ya", he said with a bit of amusement in his voice, the other boy just glared at him not saying a word, "Fine don listen, anyway ya stitches anywhere, his bitch did one of his little things in ma room and left blood everywhere", his said rage apparent in his voice, "Hn", the smaller boy groaned out, he watched as the taller male stomped out of his room.

With a tired sigh he looked at the clock that set on the mantle over the fireplace. He quickly noted the time and knew there was much work to be done before his little captive woke up.

….to be continued…

KnightLelouch: "First chapter is done! Well I would like to thank you all for voting on the new story and if you didn't than sorry I gave you extra time to vote."

BloodyMariaz: "Hn, the author says she's sorry for not writing sooner she was preoccupied"

KnightLelouch: "Anyway I hope you like it and don't worry Mew's not getting into this story"

BloodyMariaz: "She added extra security"

KnightLelouch: "Yeah I added lasers, dogs, camara's, bodyguards, I even added vegetables for extra security"

Mew: "Yeah Mew will never get in here"

KnightLelouch: "Nope" (Nodes head in victory)

BloodyMariaz:"Ah…author"

KnightLelouch:"Wait?...Mew!...how the hell did you get in here?

Mew: "I used the most deadliest weapon known to man and demons alike!

KnightLelouch: WHAT!

Mew: (pulls out a container) "Ohrihime-chans cooking!

KnightLelouch: "Oh god! Anything but that!

BloodyMariaz: "Review or I'll force feed you this 'food'.