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Haruhi put a hand to her head, rubbing the achy knot. She barely remembered the ride, but the bumps and struggling were enough of a memory to make her realize she was knocked out after a while.

"I see you finally woke up." The burly guy looked to be in his mid twenties, a body almost like that of most Minotaur in myths and legends.

'Why am I thinking about that now?' She blinked, trying to clear the fuzz from her head.

"Don't worry about struggling. We have you drugged. We were planning on just keeping you for a little bit, but after breaking Johnny's nose and Curt's prosthetic it seems we will have to teach you a little lesson. Boy, you are going to know how pain feels before you get to go home." Haruhi felt sick with dread, but she could barely move her heavy limbs. She glanced around, taking a moment to assess the area and look for advantages. There were none, in fact, there were less then none. A pinch on her arm brought her back to herself and the man withdrew a syringe with a needle from the area. "While that's taking affect, we'll get you tied up." The rope flew around her hands, being tied by an expert. It cut off her circulation and gave her no room to move, leaving her at their will. She suddenly figured out what they were hoping to do. They were going to beat her while the rope held her up, giving her no comfort. She shut her eyes and tried to keep calm.

'They are looking for me, of course they are.' She thought, trying to comfort herself. The feeling of the rope pulling her to her feet brought yet another thought to her. 'What if they don't find me in time?'

Tamaki paced while the twins sat glaring at the floor. Kyoya held his phone to his ear, talking to his secret police. Honey was very sober in mood, and had a piece of uneaten cake in front of him, Mori doing nothing at his failed attempts to get his friend to eat. Finally Kyoya hung up the phone and turned to them.

"They have a lead. An old warehouse that has apparently been used in some sort of gang related activities. They are looking into it as we speak."

"Is that enough?" Tamaki didn't try to hide the worry in his violet gaze.

"I hope so." The dark boy replied, adjusting his glasses, his voice giving slight way to a hidden worry. He didn't mention the gang that held it was one of the most ruthless and vicious, with blood spilled all over the world by them.

Hikaru spoke, bringing the group's attention to him. "What if they hurt her?"

The group fell silent, not wanting to bring up that thought.

Haruhi sucked in a deep breath, watching as the other five men entered from earlier. One had tape on his nose and another had a crutch. All of them had angry sneer's on their ugly faces.

"We're going to be taking turns, but only so you can go back in mostly one piece, though that doesn't necessarily mean alive." The Minotaur's voice was gruff with hate and maliciousness.

Haruhi braced herself, not thinking about anything, not moving, or hoping. They circled her and the first one, Broken Nose, brought a knee up into her gut. The air exited her lungs and she tried to suck in a breath, pain already blocking her sense of calm. Prosthetic punched her side, making her squirm, trying to ease the pain. They weren't light punches, they were those of men who had either had training, or were determined to hurt her good. She let out a small shout as one punched her face, cutting her cheek with a sharp ring. 'How much longer...' The thought cut short as the next in line kicked her ribs, breaking a couple with the force. Tears streamed from her eyes as she drew in a painful breath. 'Hold out... Hold out until they find you...' She didn't know if she could any more. The fifth one slashed a knife over her arm, leaving a deep slash, blood spurting momentarily from the wound before flowing down her arm and dripping to the floor. Minotaur stepped up, a heated branding iron in his hands. It was a simple shape, just a small line as it was one of those that wasn't specially made. He stuck it against her back, burning the synthetic clothing into her skin, making her shriek in pain. 'Make it end, make it end...' She thought frantically, the agony crashing into her senses along with the smell of her blackened skin.

Kyoya answered quickly, the head of his police on the other end. He hung up after a moment.

"They've found Haruhi. They're going in as we speak."

The group let out a collective sigh of relief, glad that Haruhi was found so quickly.

A teenage boy ran into the room shouting incoherently in what sounded like French. Minotaur looked at him and nodded to the rest.

"Time to go, we've been found. One last thing..." He took the knife from the other of his men and stabbed it into Haruhi's shoulders before digging it into her un-bruised side and leaving it there. "We'll play a little game with them." He laughed as they ran from the building, almost enjoying the chase that would ensue. Haruhi tried hard to keep conscious as some men in black surrounded her and cut her down, calling out to one another about an ambulance, though she couldn't quite understand as the blackness sucked in around her.

The third call to Kyoya left him wide eyed, mouth agape. The phone fell from his hand and clattered to the floor. Everyone else looked at him, fearing the worst, but mulling over it, waiting for him to speak. When he did, his voice was soft.

"They took Haruhi to the hospital... Apparently when they found her, she was tied to stay up with the rope connected to the ceiling The bastards didn't even have the decency to get the knife out of her side..."

The group inhaled sharply, Tamaki and the twins the most shocked out of them all. Kyoya continued.

"Her injuries include, possible broken ribs, bruises, three stab wounds, one on each shoulder and in her side. She also has a deep cut on her arm and a straight burn on her back. She lost a lot of blood and my men were being honest, so I won't hold back." Kyoya took a deep breath. "She may not make it."

If the faces could get anymore horrified, they did. Hikaru fell to the floor on his knees while tears fell from Honey's eyes. Even Mori's eyes were wide in shock. Tamaki stood with his mouth gaping like a fish's. Kaoru sat heavily beside his brother and grabbed him semiconscious, pulling him into a hug.

Haruhi had to live, right?

Sorry for the cliff hanger, but I had to see what your reactions would be. ;D Hope you enjoy it so far.