Ok so this is my first crack at a story idea for SVU. The first few chapters might be rough but just stick with it because it will get better. I hope the adventures I send my OC on with the rest of the SVU squad will keep you intrigued. So here goes nothing. I own nothing.

I had been at SVU for a few months and I was already in a life or death situation. Before being transferred over to the Special Victims Unit, I was working in Homicide. As you can imagine, I didn't have much experience when it came to dealing with live victims. Anyway back to what I was saying before. I was tied up in a basement somewhere and I had to get out somehow. My hands were tied in front of me and around a pole. It was pretty sturdy. I could feel the rope slowly digging into my skin. I could hear footsteps moving across the floor upstairs. I knew that the odds were not in my favor. I had been beaten, was bloody, I was tied up, and there really wasn't a way out for me. As the man made his way down the stairs I knew what I was in for. He would most likely beat me but I wasn't going down without a fight. Then I saw him. He appeared with a baseball bat and he just hit me behind the knees with all he had and then he hit me again in the back. I was on the ground with pain shooting through my body. Then he got down and grabbed the back of my head and pulled it towards him and he hissed.

"Maybe this will teach you to keep your nose out things it doesn't belong in."

With that he slammed my head into the pole and everything went black. I felt nothing at all. It was just a painless vat of darkness.

I bet your wondering how I got in the situation I was in. To get to this point I'll have to take you back all the way to the beginning, back to the day I caught a seemingly normal case at SVU.