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Regina let out a cry as she hit the floor of the cell that Doctor Vladimir and Declan had shoved her in.
"What the hell is going on here?" She asked. "Why would you kidnap me? I think I deserve an explanation."
"If you think I'm the sort that explains things like that, you're sorely mistaken," Doctor Vladimir replied.
"That's why I wasn't asking you!" Regina snapped. "I was asking Declan!"
"Well, he won't tell you either," Doctor Vladimir laughed. "However, it is his duty to make you more comfortable."
"What do you mean?" Regina asked as Declan yanked her to her feet, nearly dislocating her shoulder, and was about to chain her to the wall when he paused and turned to Doctor Vladimir. "Don't you think we should put her in clothes that are more comfortable?" He asked.
"I suppose we should," Doctor Vladimir replied. "I'll let you handle that."
When Declan ordered her to go, Regina perked up cause she thought he would return back to the kind young man she fell in love with if Doctor Vladimir wasn't present, but she was wrong. He took her to a clothes closet and pulled out what looked like a skimpy black bikini, ordering her to change while he watched. Then, he took her back to her cell, slapping her bottom every time she didn't walk fast enough, chained her to the wall, and left her alone.
She tried to free herself from the chains, but after several tries, she got nowhere. With an angry grunt, she kicked the wall and swore as pain shot through her toes. Fuck that Declan for taking her shoes, her clothes, and her phone and leaving her with absolutely no way out of this dank, humid hell. That even killed any chance of having her parents come and rescue her, cause she couldn't tell them she was missing or where she was.
She sighed, cursing her great-grandmother Mathilde for making her mother (and consequently Regina herself) lose their powers before Regina was born. Having powers her own powers would be very useful right now. But, since that was not something that would happen, she would have to wait to be rescued, even though that wasn't her style, and she would be more enthusiastic about punching someone in the face.
She sighed and then tried to stand still, letting out a shriek as a big, fat rat scurried across the cell floor. Once it went into the shadows, she took a deep breath, and when Declan appeared, took advantage of the opportunity.
"What's wrong?" He asked irritably. "Why are you making all that noise? Can't you just shut up?"
"I saw a rat," Regina replied. "And I'm cold in this skimpy little outfit. If you're gonna abuse your power and treat me like an object, you can at least do something to keep me warm, can't you? I won't do any good for whatever you have in store for me if I die of a chill."
Declan glared at her, and then stomped off to go find Doctor Vladimir. "Regina claims she's cold," he said. "What should I do?"
Doctor Vladimir stroked his beard and then zapped up two very thin blankets. "Throw her these," he said. "If she complains, you have my permission to do what you have to in order to keep her quiet as long as it doesn't harm her to the point of making her useless."
"Yes, sir," Declan nodded. He then went back to Regina's cell, removed his gloves, choked her until she lapsed into unconsciousness (after momentarily restraining her feet also so she couldn't kick him), and then threw the blankets over her head.
"Sweet dreams," He said to her. "And don't worry. You won't be alone here forever. In a little while, an associate of mine, Demetri, is going to bring you a friend. You just have to be patient."
King was in a bad mood as he got to school the following morning. He'd endured a big lecture from his mother about how wrong it had been to upset Rebecca. The fact that she was his sister and the reason she'd been so upset was that he'd ended a relationship between them before it really began made no difference to his mother. Not only had she given him a lecture that had made his father proud, it had also gotten him hot enough that King was sure he'd heard his parents having loud sex all night while he struggled to sleep.
Giving the car door a slam, King turned just in time to see Vivi being driven up to the front doors of the school in her boyfriend's fancy new car. She started to get out, her beautiful long legs sticking out of the car first, followed by her head of beautiful, flowing red hair. Her boyfriend then got out of the car and came to help her out, giving her a lingering kiss before pulling away. Once he was gone, Vivi approached King. "Well, look at you there!" She said brightly. "I didn't even notice!"
"Of course not," King replied. "You were too busy dealing with an old guy sticking his tongue in your mouth!"
"Oh, Viktor's not that old," Vivi replied. "You're just jealous that I moved on to a man who is more mature and romantic than you and actually gives a shit about me, thus setting a standard for me that you and your sex addled brain will never be able or willing to meet. Why don't you go have sex with Rebecca instead, as long as we're throwing potshots about dating people who are way older than we are?"
"Actually, I ended things with Rebecca," King said as they made their way into school. "I'm completely free now."
"Oh, I'm sure the cheer-leading squad will be relieved to hear that," Vivi replied. "The rotating schedule won't have to be interrupted."
King's eyes narrowed. "That is a cheap shot, and you know it, Vivian."
"Is it really, King?" Vivi asked. "You have spent every day at school in the presence of at least one cheerleader, haven't you?"
"Well, yeah…but that doesn't mean I sleep with them or anything," King replied. "I just do it so I can feed easily."
"You just keep telling yourself whatever lies you need to," Vivi told him. "If this is some attempt to try and pull me back into your web with all the other girls you've lied to, I'm in a relationship, and thus, am not interested."
"I ended things with Rebecca cause of you!" King shouted. "I told her that I was too focused on you to be able to commit to her the way she wanted me to."
At this, Vivi turned. "I'd like to believe you," she told him. "Really, I would…but I just can't. If I had actually seen you do what you're saying you did, then I might be able to believe you, but for all I know, you could just be making it up, and that's what I'm gonna believe for now, cause it's safer that way."
"No one ever really got anywhere playing it safe, Vivian," King told her. "I get why you're mad at me, even if you don't believe I do. I've screwed up. I know it. And I know that I have to pay some sort of penance, like seeing that guy in my place. But I'll wait for you, Vivi. I promise."
"No," Vivi shook her head. "Don't make any promises you can't keep. That's what really kills me, King. How about you just do what you do, and I'll do what I do, and if we're meant to be, when the time is right, Clarence will bring us together."
"Who the hell is Clarence?" King asked, raising an eyebrow.
"He's the guy who's in charge of the love lives of every magical person," Vivi replied. "Mom told me stories about him when I was little. He wears a pink suit."
"So you're telling me that I have to trust that a guy in a pink suit will make sure you and I are together?" King asked. "There's nothing I can do to prove it to you?"
"No," Vivi shook her head. "I'm sorry."
"Kol?" Margo asked her husband. "I know that hearing from Regina is a rare thing for us anymore, but I just…I have a bad feeling in my gut."
"What?" Kol asked. "You think something bad's happened to our daughter?"
"Well, I don't know that for sure," Margot replied. "But something just…feels wrong."
"Give her a call," Kol suggested. "See if she answers her phone, and if she does, you'll know that everything is all right."
"And what if she doesn't answer her phone?" Margot asked, her feelings of dread becoming stronger.
"Then we'll deal with it," Kol replied. "But don't get yourself more worked up than you have to be."
Sighing, Margot went and downed half a bottle of vodka before calling Regina's phone. It went straight to voicemail, not just once, or twice, but three times. "Okay," Margot said, standing up and downing the rest of the vodka. "Kol, I don't care if you think I'm being ridiculous, but I'm gonna go call your brother and tell him to get his ass over here so the two of you can go find Regina."
"Oh, all right," Kol replied while Margot made the call. "But I really think you're worrying for nothing."
When Klaus arrived, Amy was with him, looking very ill.
"What is it you want?" Klaus asked.
"Margot thinks Regina is in danger and wants the two of us to go out and look for her," Kol replied. "And I don't think she'll let it go until we do."
"You…you're gonna leave?" Amy asked Klaus, looking like she was gonna cry. "Don't, please! What if you never come back?!"
"Love, I'll be fine," Klaus assured her. "You have been acting very odd lately."
"Don't you judge me!" Amy snapped. "It's not easy being pregnant with a baby, you know!"
"You're pregnant?" Klaus asked in shock. "Really? Since when?"
"I found out yesterday," Amy replied. "So will you stay? Please?"
"You think you can do this alone?" Klaus asked Kol.
"Yes," Kol nodded. "You stay with Amy and I will see what needs to be done with Regina. If anything needs to be done at all, that is."