***Rydel's p.o.v***

I was regaining consciousness though I felt sleepy.

I blinked my eyes open and automatically knew something was wrong because I did not recognize the room I was in.

I felt around me to get my bearings I was lying in a bed, I felt something around my ankle, I reached down and felt a metal cuff around my ankle, attached to a chain, which was in turn attached to the bed.

I tried to visualize my surroundings but it was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing.

As I began to panic two questions went through my mind.

What had happened to me?

Where was I?

And one thought.

I wish I had my big brother right now.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a door unlocking; the door, which by the sound of it was metallic, opened, and a stranger's silhouette crossed the threshold.

"Who are you, where am I, what do you want from me?"

But before I got any answers I felt a fist come in contact with the side of my head,

And I blacked out again.

***Earlier that morning***

***Riker's p.o.v***

"Are you sure you have the spare key?" I asked my little sister Rydel for what I knew was the tenth time.

"Yes riker I have it! I'm not a little girl anymore I can take care of myself." She whined.

One corner of my mouth rose in a crooked grin.

I wrapped her in a hug.

"You know I'm just looking out for you right?" I ask, playfully ruffling her hair.

"RIKER!" she exclaims, rearranging her hair back into place.

But then she smiles.

"And yes, I know you're just watching out for Me." she replies.

"Have fun at school today, and try not to get into any trouble ok?" I ask, knowing very well getting into trouble is the exact opposite of what Rydel does.

"Yeeeah ok." She replies sarcastically.

She starts to head out the door.

"Uh, Rydel." I call, holding up her backpack.

"Oh right!" she exclaimed, bounding up to me and taking it from me.

"Goodbye!" I wave.

"Bye!" she calls over her shoulder as she gets into her red mustang.

Rydel was, as you've probably already guessed, my little sister, I am 21 she's 19.

We're more like best friends than brother and sister, that's why I acted like I was a father, and not just a brother.

If anything happened to her, I wouldn't know what to do with myself.