I watched in horror as I saw Jason being dragged into the room. My twin fought as hard as he could, but I knew he would need another burst of anger to regenerate.

Jason was strong- maybe even stronger than Timber, but these guys were way to powerful. I could see his pale face getting redder as he got closer.

Even I- the calm and collected one of this family- was furious when I saw them drag in a tiny bundle of blood. I could feel the blood rushing in my ears as I realized who it was.

"Jenny!" Jason yelled, but it was useless. She was shivering and sobbing, crying out for Mom. It made me angry to feel so powerless to protect our younger sister, and I knew Jason felt the same way.

"You lay one finger on her, and I'll beat you to a pulp!" Jason wasn't kidding; he had one hell of a fist.

"I'd like to see you try!" the man said. I could hear a smirk in his words.

Jenny's crying and Jason's yells were the last thing I heard before the scene faded.