"God has a funny way of fixing the past by giving you things in the present to bless your future. That's why I have you, to ease my pain of yesterday, make me smile today, and help me look forward to tomorrow."

Chapter 1

Nothing is worse than being held against your will by the enemy in an unknown place, especially when they kidnap you while you're just hanging out with your friends having a "normal" day. But, then again, that's her life, stuff like this has to happen to a "hero" in order for it to be a true "normal" day.

She sat and played with the chains around her wrists nervously in the room they had thrown her in, her new cell. What do they want? She looked around the room…for her new cell, she had to admit, was pretty nice looking. The walls were a pale gray granite and the floors looked like they were white marble. But besides admiring the walls and floor, there was nothing; the room was empty except for a few boxes and a window with bars on it. Sighing, she hugged her knees and closed her eyes.

He walked down the hall with Ghetis. "Son, I have something for you."
He sighed and rolled his eyes. His father just loved to get him things he thought he liked. " I don't want-"
" Don't give me that!" Ghetis slapped the back of his head, "Be grateful! You have no idea what I had to go through to get this for you!"
He rubbed the back of his head and sighed again "Fine, I'll try. Well, what is it?" He looked up at Ghetis who was smiling rather smugly to himself.
" I think its something you've been admiring for quite some time now." He noticed that a brief flash of an evil expression crossed Ghetis' face. What is he planning? Ghetis looked down at him and quickly went back to his smug smile. "Yes, you've talked about this for awhile now. It only seemed right to…to get this for you." Ghetis chuckled at his own words. He looked at the floor and shook his head, his father was so hard to read sometimes.
" Alright, N." Ghetis had stopped in front of a door in a hallway. N looked at the door in disbelief, "It's in a closet?" He raised his eyebrow and looked back at the door.
" It was the best place to put it so you wouldn't find it….or hear it…" N turned to Ghetis again who was lost in a flashback.
"Well, go in already! I didn't go through the trouble of getting her-" Ghetis cut off…he didn't mean to say her, he had meant to say "it" to try and keep it a surprise of some sort. N examined his father's shocked face at his own mistake. Confused, he opened the door and stopped when he saw his "something", his "it" his father had "gotten" for him. N stood in the door way shocked and starred at the girl with the bright blue eyes that he had talked about so much in admiration.

She starred at the mysterious green-eyed boy who had some how always managed to find her no matter where she was.

"Well, N. What do you think?" Ghetis was standing behind N in the doorway.
"What do I think?" He looked down and saw the chains and then looked around at the closet, "I think you kidnapped White to give to me! What we're you thinking?" N turned around and glared at his father, "You think holding her here will make me happy?"
Ghetis sighed in disappointment, "You're the one that always talks about her, I thought having the 'kind, caring, amazing trainer' here would please you." White blushed as she heard Ghetis speak and looked at N who was looking down as he heard his own words. "Cant a father do something nice for his son? And besides, with her here, she can't mess up Team Plasma's plans." N head snapped back up and he glared at Ghetis again.
"So, this isn't even about me! This is all for Plasma! I bet you weren't even thinking about me when you kidnapped her, but made up this whole 'surprise' story so I would be okay with your plan!" Ghetis slapped N across the face and walked in front of White. She looked up at the man and knew there was fear and hate on her face because he gave an evil, smug smile.
" How dare you assume that! Do you really think that I would've gone through the trouble of kidnapping her just because of her weak meddling in Plasma? Tell me then, does this mean you don't like her here, don't want her?" N thought to himself…every part of him wanted her here for a reason that he didn't know but not like this, not like a prisoner. Ghetis sighed, "Until you make up your mind, she stays…no need to go running after her twice." He began to walk out the room, N grabbed his shoulder, "I want her here…but I want her to be here as a guest, not a prisoner." Ghetis glared at N, "If we do that, she could very well run away and that defeats the purpos-" "No it doesn't. We have guards at every exit, every corner of this building. I'll order them to bring her back if she runs." Ghetis shook his head, then sighed, "Alright, have it your way. You're in charge of finding her a room and if she does get away, you will be punished." N nodded and Ghetis walked out the room.