Chapter 1

The dark of night loomed overhead, only pierced by the bright headlights of the cars that passed every once in a while. Two pairs of dimly glowing eyes watched a lone figure walk alongside the street in the cover of darkness. Her form showed exhaustion and pain in how she moved, though there was no visible wounds.

She had been going without food and water for the last two days, but the two men behind her didn't know this, only that she had been walking down this road since late that evening.

It wasn't long before she seemed to lead them to an open field far enough from the road or from houses to go unnoticed, even in the daytime. This field, therefore, was unused. It was a wonder how she even got here on her walk through the night without being harmed or threatened.

The two men behind her were trained warriors and knew how to keep themselves inconspicuous. They had followed her at a good distance, but their sensors kept them from losing her. In fact, she was now theirs to protect.

She finally sat down in the tall dry grass and weeds, moving her backpack to her left side where it rested on the ground. She laid against it, slipping her hand into its folds where it stayed.

One man approached her still form, stepping silently through the grass. She suddenly jerked up and looked at him. She should not have been able to hear him. She took one look, one look at his silver, almost white eyes and made to take off running. He didn't waste another second as he leaped at her, catching her legs beneath his bulky muscled frame.

She gasped as she fell, though it sounded like a squeak, and struggled for all she was worth. He repositioned himself over her, making sure to not give her any leeway. She continued on for a good long minute, giving a loud cry when she couldn't get away. It was then that she started panicking.

He along with his companion watched as her movements turned desperate and frantic. Dirty moves were used that the man had to withstand without showing too much discomfort as he held her down. Tears fell from her eyes as she fell into despair.

She finally stopped moving, her body and face turned as far away from him as she could, though he lay on top of her. When she finally stilled, he waited a moment before slowly moving into a position to lift her into his arms.

She nearly took off a second time, but wasn't quite fast enough. He grabbed her and pinned her to the ground once more. He wanted to speak, to tell her to give up, but he believed that she wouldn't listen and just fight harder. She gave another cry at being foiled once more and nearly gave up right away, as she was tired.

Meanwhile, his companion pulled out a hidden matt. It was large and a dark blue in color, just thick enough to support a human frame properly. He laid it out near the other two and pulled out a silver and gray plaid blanket that had a smooth softness to it.

The first man was able to lift the struggling girl onto the matt. The second man was quick to start wrapping her tightly in her blanket, though she still struggled.

"Hush now, little one." The first man soothed gently.

The expression on her face made her emotions quite clear. One of fear seemed to stay, and she whimpered at him in response.

"I know, little one. Just relax. We're not going to hurt you." He soothed again.

"That's what they all say." She whispered.

Tears were still coming down her face, but neither of the men were going to leave her like that. With her arms and upper body securely wrapped in her blanket, the second man picked her up and cradled her in his arms. She whimpered and her breathing was labored.

"Easy, little one." The second man soothed.

He saw that she started crying, and he wondered if it was in fear or in relief. His answer came when she started trying to grab him through the blanket.

"Hush." He soothed as he started rocking her.

He pulled out a bottle, seemingly out of thin air and gently pulled her face away from his shoulder to place the rubber tip into her mouth. Once she started drinking, it was almost like she was demanding it, but he knew it was only out of desperation and fear.

After a while she settled down, draining the bottle to the last drop. Once she was done, he handed her to his companion who laid her on the matt and curled up around her. She curled into him without hesitation and rubbed her face in his silver shirt.

The second man erected a tent around them, making sure everything was brought in (aka backpack) and then stepped inside, laying down behind her as close as he could. They all fell asleep with their EM fields pulsing comfort for as long as the two men slept.