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Water Falls: Hell Breaks

'Wh-where am I?'

"Really, I don't think that's necessary…"

"It's a surprise, besides, His majesty gave strict directions!"

"I just don't see why you have to put her on a body bag…"

'Body bag!' Haruhi screamed in her mind. This was not what she pictured of how to die! She's only twenty-four, dammit! She's too young, and a virgin. Okay, scratch that, but she's still young, and at the prime of her job. She doesn't want to get raped, then dumped on a bridge!

'Alright, alright, calm down Haruhi. As the saying goes: Expect the unexpected. Now this is truly unexpected and in situations like this you have to think of the most unexpectedly way out.' Haruhi breathed deeply, she was sure that whoever were her kidnappers were pretty close by. If she moved 'clumsily' they might hit her head with something blunt to render her unconscious and lose any possible of escape, same thing goes if she screamed.

Haruhi listened carefully; there was complete silence and occasional shifting but nonetheless. 'Body bags usually have their zips up near the head…' She slowly moved her right hand inch by inch up over her head. She frowned, not finding the little piece of metal, 'Of course, dead people wouldn't unzip themselves from the inside…'

She sighed again, the Provider be damned, this was the worst trip she ever made by herself. Her father had insisted that he'd go with her, but of course, like the good-little-independent-girl she was, refused the idea and strictly told her father to stay back in New York.

And so, Haruhi remained enclosed in the insufferable body bag, mentally viewing her options of escape in the most calm of manners. Besides, this sorely reminds her of high school days, not that she was ever successful in escaping them, but nevertheless, it was a comfort in times of misery.

And it's not like she hadn't had an inkling.

Their mode of transportation suddenly stopped forcefully, as Haruhi tried to keep herself from rolling, but to no avail. 'Amateur kidnappers…'

"Oi, you're damaging her!"

"She just rolled!"

Haruhi slanted her eyes in irritation. 'What am I? A tool?'

She was then hauled, quite gently might she add, in a bridal style manner and stifled a sigh of relief, 'At least I know they aren't brutes.'

BONK!

"Geez, watch out for the door will ya!"

"It's fine she might not have felt that anyways."

Haruhi mentally rubbed her bruised head. 'Nevermind…they are brutes.

It seemed like an eternity for Haruhi, but to pass time, she mentally assessed her kidnappers. 'Hmmm…obviously male, works out a lot,'

"Hey! Where's that room anyways!" '…And quite loud.'

"I think it's this way!" Haruhi wasn't so sure, but the voices were like a broken recorder. She had felt like she'd heard the voices before, but couldn't exactly pinpoint where, and who was it coming from. All she knew was that they sounded identical, but their voices had…changed?

There was a long paused as they stopped to what Haruhi assumed as the door to their boss or the torture chamber, (she hopes for the former, lesser evil?) as she held her breath in anticipation.

There was the long creak of the door, and Haruhi momentarily felt a sense of déjà vu. 'Mother in heaven, whatever comes my way…help me now.'

"Irasshaimase."

Haruhi became far more froze than she already did. She did not just hear what she just heard she thought she heard. 'Play dead, play dead, play dead, play dead!'

"Ehhh!! But what's with the bag Kao-chan, Hika-chan? Takashi? Is that normal?" 'That's what I thought…' A knife had quickly stabbed through Haruhi, anytime now would be a good time to faint. Something was clicking, but her curiosity kept her conscious.

"Now, now, this is a normal procedure! Now! Hand over my precious—"

Unfortunately her 'captors' had settled her down and began to unzip her bag, the room grew silent. Haruhi shut her eyes close and consoled herself mentally. As much as everything was piecing together, she just doesn't want to believe it right now.

Bright lights quickly assaulted her as the sound of the zip being pulled down became fainter as it traveled down her feet. She covered her eyes with both hands and tried to adjust at the sudden brightness and slowly but surely brought her hand down.

Six pairs of eyes were stunned in silence.

"Daughter…?"

Yes again another short chapter, I apologize for dropping a 'bomb' (cliffie) but I'm just really pumped in writing this story and your reviews really touched me to write more. No worries I shall put in longer chapters!! Believe me, my other stories are not this short, they're usually 7-12 pages longer, but I'm trying to build up plot.

…I love reviews… -.-