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HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Yes, I know, I was gone an EXTREMELY long time, but it wasn't my fault! I had to study for the end of the year exams as a freshman, and then I started to fail my sophomore classes, and then I had to study for my midterms!
Well, I'll have you know that the studying paid off!
HA!
Oh, and I had also lost my password to my account and was just too lazy to look it up!
-nervous chuckle-
So, um, yeah.
Please don't hurt me!
As a present for being gone so long, I have given you the fourth chapter of 'Kidnapped' SO BE GRATEFUL!!
That, and my writing skills have improved(at least I think so) and so the chapter should be longer than the other three...at least I hope it will be!
Anyway, I'll stop rambling and get to the chapter now!
Please enjoy!

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Pain.
Why was it all that the boy was starting to feel now?
Had his life become so low and futile that he had been reduced to a slave for the remainder of his life? He didn't know, but all he felt was pain. It ran through his body constantly, a week having passed since his first rape, and yet, it didn't stop there. He got beaten, slapped, kicked, and spat upon by the other occupants of the large castle, and yet all his so-called Master did was smirk and laugh at his pointless existence. He didn't even know why he was here anymore. The man had gotten what he had wanted. To see Sora miserable, ridiculed, and tormented, and yet it seemed that the silver-haired monster wanted more. More of what, Sora didn't know.

Once bright, happy and life-filled blue eyes were now reduced to mere haziness of a dull gray sky. The kind of gray you saw in dark clouds when a vast thunderstorm was about to descend upon a small town and rain out all the occupants there. Confidence was slowly leaving the boy, yet he tried to hold onto his sanity as long as he could. He didn't lose his hope though. He knew that Riku would find him just like he had found the silver-haired teen during those past years when their lives were in turmoil. He missed those aqua-marine eyes with a passion. That warm embrace he received when he was upset or scared, or just felt lonely. He wished for a miracle, and he kept up his faith that his miracle would be his Riku.
He wouldn't forget him, and he knew it.

A soft groan left the boy's lips as he finally came back to consciousness after a harsh night of trying to sleep. A now white-as-cream arm reached up to scratch underneath the material of the collar around his neck, the article having rubbed his skin raw to the point that it's bled many times and he knew the flesh had to be infected. Scars had formed over his once un-tainted skin. His hair had grown out a bit, and the once out-of-control spikes now drooped a bit into the boy's face as if they too were sad and upset. He didn't blame them thought.

Frail arms pushed up the small body, gritting his teeth as a searing pain ran up and through his spine, letting out the breath he had been holding when he finally sat up and leaned against the cold steel of the cage. He opened his cloudy eyes and scanned around him; same old dungeon, same old cage, same old mildew infested water and food that he refused to touch in his food dish, and same old coldness that followed with the darkness of the lonely room. He didn't know how much more of this he could take. He looked down at his hands in disgust as he saw the filth that coated them and his arms as well as the rest of his body. He wondered how long he had been here? It felt like years, when in reality, it had only been about two weeks. He hadn't bathed in that long, nor had a chance to groom himself at all. His health was in major jeopardy as well. He refused to eat what they gave him, having not even been able to identify what the green slop was, yet he chugged down the water when they refreshed it. He had lost even more weight and his ribs were almost visible through the raggedy shirt he wore. He couldn't even call what he wore clothing. So many tears, rips, and holes adorned the material, barely covering anything that needed to be covered.

His head lifted and he squinted his eyes slightly as he tried to peer through the darkness as the sound of the door opening reached his ears. He didn't need to see though to know who it was. It was always the same person. An eerie grin came to his line of sight as Zylos stepped before the cage, looking down at him like a pitiful creature on the verge of death. Only he was the murderous lion that put him in this condition; though, he couldn't blame only Zylos. Many others were to be blamed for this heinous act.

A slight tilt of the head, causing brown locks to fall over emerald eyes, as the man looked down upon the boy. He shook his head, a smirk evident on his facial expression. "Tsk, tsk," he tsked the boy as if all of this was /his/ fault:Look what you have reduced yourself to, Oh Powerful Keyblade Master." he mocked the brunette. He lifted a foot and roughly kicked the side of the cage, sending the cage sprawling onto it's side, sending Sora flying to the other end and onto his stomach, hissing in great pain. He panted a moment before he tried hefting himself up, groaning softly in the process as he moved as sat up, reaching up to wipe blood from his lip when he had bitten his lip when he had landed. "You're so pitiful," Zylos continued as he walked over to stand in front of the cage's new position across the room, "So broken and helpless. Can't even summon you're own weapon, can't fight back, and even your own friends seem to have abandoned you. Hm, perhaps I should have chosen a bait that was worth saving." he sneered down at the boy.

Sora's eyes flared as he sat up as much as he could as he leaned against the cold metal of the cage once more. He shook his head before he spat out some blood that rested in his mouth, a metallic taste now lingering on his tongue, but he ignored the taste for now. "Riku has not abandoned me! He would never do such a thing!" he spat at the older man, earning a laugh from said man. He glared daggers up at Zylos. "Just you wait! Riku would be here soon enough to rescue me, and then we'll both kick your sorry ass!" he grinned up at the man with radiated confidence.

Emerald eyes narrowed considerably at the boy's confidence. He slowly let a grin form once more before he chuckled and shook his head. "That confidence will disappear soon enough. By the time the Lord is done with you, you will merely be a broken toy; lifeless, thoughtless, doing anything and everything you are told. You won't be stubborn, and so much more easier to control." he laughed before he shook his head and ran a hand through his chocolate locks. "Anyway, I didn't come in here to tell you that. On the contrary your generous Master has ordered that you be pampered and prepped today." he said, a sort of glint in his eye.

Sora blinked in puzzlement as he replayed the other's words in his mind once more. He was getting prepped and pampered? Now, at any other time or occasion Sora would have been thrilled, but seeing his current condition and who was talking to him, he grew suspicious of the other's words and meaning. His eyes narrowed slightly. "Pampered and prepped for what?" he asked slowly, not believing the other.

Zylos rolled his eyes and bent down, opening the cage door and taking a step back, knowing that the boy wouldn't try anything; not with that collar still around his neck. "Well, you stink horribly, you look disgusting, and your Master wants you looking nice and clean for his meeting today."

Sora blinked and tilted his head once more. "Meeting? What kind of meeting?" he didn't think that Sephiroth was in any kind of organization or business, so what was this associated with? And why did he have to be there?! Well, he figured he could endure it if it meant he would get a bath and clean clothes! Sora moved and crawled out of the cage, standing to his feet wearily as he leaned against the cage for slight support, pain running through him once more, his breathing picking up once more, though he tried to control it as best as he could.

Zylos shook his head. "It's a meeting among members that you have no idea who they are." he replied, smirking as he played the smart-ass role. He jerked his head towards the door. "Come. Let's go and get you prepared for the event." he said, turning on his heel and expecting the boy to follow.

Sora had no choice but to comply, not wanting to be shocked while the flesh under the collar was infected and very tender and sore. The slightest of motion that caused the collar to rub against it, seemed to make it inflamed, and it pained him so much to the point of tears. He followed Zylos slower than the other man walked, but followed none-the-less, glancing around him as he left the room. He had never really seen all of the castle before, and he wondered what to expect.

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"Get your hands off of me!!!" Sora screamed at the people who were holding him in the icy water. Thrashing violently protest trying to get back at Zylos for what he'd done. Sora hadn't protested the whole way he followed Zylos to the bathing room, even though he had been roughly escorted in that direction. He had simply let the man have his way with him.

Sora was thrown in to a room of unfamiliar and masked people. They looked like white ghosts to the dazed man which only made him resist more, earning him another painful blow from Zylos. His body felt too weak to physically fight back any more so he resorted to screaming for the time being. The people in the room had tried to silence him but Zylos had said to let him scream.

The man had seated himself at the far end of the bathing room with a paper and smiled to himself every time Sora's screams echoed in the small tiled room. The torture Sora had inflicted on himself during the duration of his stay here was par to the "preparations" he was going through now. The latex hands of his new handlers grasped his pale flesh as other roamed his sensitive skin with scorching hot scrubs. He was soaped and dunked into cold water, with the help of Zylos holding him under by his hair, then soaped and dunked three more times. By the third time he came up his lunges
screamed for air and his body was numb, he didn't even feel the rough toweling job done by one of the ghost-people.

He vaguely felt himself being taken out of the bathing room as the next victim entered with his escort in a similar manner as Sora had before. They walked a short passage before entering a small lightly furnished room, Zylos stopped at the door and let go. Sora looked up at him blankly waiting for him to open the door. Zylos only shook his head and motioned for Sora to proceed. Sora looked at the door then back to Zylos, when the man only turned his back to lean against the wall Sora looked behind him to try and find an exit.

"No ya' don't," now Zylos opened the door and tossed him in by his arm, slamming the door as Sora hit the floor. "Oh my! You startled me." The voice was male but sweet. Sora looked up to see that it belonged to a feminine looking man with flowing blond curls tied up in to a pink bow atop his tan head. When the man saw Sora he nearly died of giddy-school-girl-happiness.

"Well aren't you the MOST b-e-a-utiful thing on the face of the planet. I simply can't wait till we play dress up." Sora was now convinced he had died and gone to hell.

His starvation-driven thoughts were interrupted by the figures he had missed in his entrance. The he-she that had greeted Sora was now prancing around four women who could have passed as Zylos's twin sister's, "Finish with him quickly darlings I want him baAad!" with that he scampered into a dark corner and busied himself with something as the behemoth women advanced on Sora.

The rest of his body then underwent a series of normally pleasant hygienic treatments, only it felt like they were being preformed by mad-monkeys. His teeth were brushed so hard his mouth bled, his ears were probed to the point that he feared for his hearing, and his toes and fingertips felt as if they'd been chipped off, he knew several were bleeding.

When all intruding hands left his body he stayed doubled over trying to catch his breath. Fear gripped his insides when he heard a small snigger from the corner, "Mhhhm, my turn." The frilly man led Sora to sit in front of the vanity he had been at and pushed him onto the cushiony stool. Sora looked into the lit up mirror and was terrified by what he saw.

This was the first glimpse of himself he'd had in years. His face was sickly pale and gaunt, his chest was thin and looked like a single sheet of white surgery bandage holding his torso in place. His eyes however were a shade of brilliant bright blue that held the light beautifully, complimenting the rest of his dead features. He pulled his arms around his small naked frame as he felt tears threaten his eyes. The man who had been admiring Sora was shocked when his little prize started to cry.

"Honey I know you're beautiful, but I think you're giving yourself too much credit to bring yourself to tears, I-"

"Oh shut up," he choked, "You don't under stand." The man looked at Sora seriously for the first time, seeing the gorgeous being so tortured and abused really made him feel sorry for the boy.

He walked over to the door and Sora heard him whisper to Zylos, the big man started to walk away and said he would return in about five minutes. He bent down next to Sora and whispered, "I do understand, now stop crying or I'll call Zylos in here." He smiled at Sora's astounded face and began opening little boxes of colored powders.

"Things will be okay, you'll see!" He lowered a rouge brush to Sora's cheek.

Sora said nothing as he merely down-casted his eyes, not wanting to say a word. How could everything be okay? He felt horrible, and by what he saw in the mirror, he knew he looked it as well.

The man nodded making his curls bounce, "Now be still a moment," he ordered. He powdered Sora's face till he looked like an air brush doll, accented his eyes and combed his hair. He pulled Sora's soft locks into an up style and loosely pinned it there with a series of flower clips. After he stepped back, satisfied with his work, Sora looked into the mirror again and saw a beautiful young man. Next, the bronze man applied flower scented oils and perfumes to Sora that quickly filled the room with a delicate sent. "Come now let's fit you." He led Sora to the center of the room and shooed away the beast women into the hall. Sora let the man measure him without any complaints.

"My gods your perfect," Sora heard him whisper, cocking his head to the side in confusion. He looked up at Sora and said more to himself than to Sora, "I'll have to trim the edges but other wise it will fit..." he scurried away only to return with an extravagant piece of clothing. Sora slipped his arms into a fine piece of dark blue silk that hung loosely from his body. The man tied a golden sash at his waist and straightened the edges. A light floral pattern danced elegantly down the
side of the robe erupting at the hem into a life filled pond. The man quickly went to work pinning and sewing the hem of the garment to lightly brush the ground at Sora's feet. When he finished he looked Sora over with a skeptical eye. He found nothing wrong and smiling, motioned with his head for Sora to look into the mirror. When Sora turned he found it would take some getting used to walking in the new robe, he almost fell flat on his face, tripping over the edge of the hem. He recomposed himself, and looked up into the mirror at the vanity. He was astounded, how in just a few minutes this man standing next to him had transformed his deathly looking being into a glorious work of art. Everything hung loosely, gracefully from him giving his appearance an even more fragile picture than Sora already gave himself.

He turned to the man with a small smile and a nod. "Thanks."

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After Sora had underwent all of those preparations, Zylos returned to the room to collect the once-again beautiful brunette. A smirk came over Zylos's lips as he looked Sora over with a look of a sort of hunger in his eyes. "My! It seems that with only a few simple moments a once torn and raged doll could be reborn into a delicate and masterful piece of art." he smirked nodding as he approved of the boy's appearance. "Now come; it is time for the meeting and your Master doesn't like to be kept waiting at all." he said, giving a slight nod in the he-she's direction in thanks before he turned curtly and headed out the door.

Sora blinked before he turned and walked over, giving the man a small hug and a smile, getting a smile and a slight hair ruffle in return before he turned and scurried off after Zylos. He remembered having looked into the mirror at a boy who had been reborn, and yet, the spiked collar didn't go well with his apparel at all! He bit his lip lightly before he glanced up at the back of Zylos, wondering what would happen if he brought it up. "Say, don't you think it looks rather odd for me to look so wonderful in this outfit, yet it be ruined by wearing a collar that doesn't go along with it at all?" he asked the man.

Zylos rose an eyebrow and stopped walking, turning around and raising an eyebrow at Sora, giving a thoughtful look. "I suppose you're right." a smirk came over his face then. "But, then how do I know that you won't run away? Seeing as you have freedom?" he asked.

Sora gave him a 'you've got to be kidding me' look. "In my condition, I couldn't get very far. Besides, where would I go? I have no direction in this place!" he pointed out matter-of-factly. He folded his arms over his chest and nodded at the male.

Zylos placed his hand on his chin in thought before he sighed and walked foreword, giving in. "Fine, but you're not getting freedom though." he smirked as he walked foreword, depositing a key from his pocket and walked foreword, snapping it into the lock and caught the collar as it fell from the boy's neck. He stared in slight shock at the damage that the collar had caused on the boy's flesh on his neck, biting his lip in thought. "That's not good." he spoke softly, mostly to himself as he sighed in frustration. "I hate to keep the Lord waiting, but it can't be helped." he muttered, grabbing Sora's arm and dragging him down the hall.

Sora smiled and sighed in great relief as the harsh item was lifted from his neck, reaching up to lightly run his fingertips over the infected flesh, wincing greatly at the amount of pain that affiliated with it. He blinked at Zylos' statement, yelping when he was suddenly grabbed and dragged off. "H-Hey! Where are you taking me now?!" he complained, not trying to take his grip from the other, but following after the other anyway.

Zylos didn't answer as he descended a great amount of stairs, finally opening a door that was at the end of a dark corridor. Sora blinked as he stepped inside, it being the only room in the whole castle it seemed, that had perfectly white walls. But, the sudden change of scenery irked Sora, and he was hesitant to enter the room, but was pulled along anyway. He wrinkled his nose at the smell, it smelling like medical supplies, old adhesive, and those rubber gloves. He glanced around and saw medical supplies, cabinets that held needles, band-aids, bottles with medication in them, wraps, and other things as well.

He looked foreword once more to see Zylos shoving him towards a woman with the blackest of black hair and violet eyes. She stuck out greatly in the perfectly white room, she wearing a black lab-coat, black boots, and had a series of lip and ear piercing. She scared Sora a bit, but he was forced to approach her, receiving a raised eyebrow from the woman before she lifted her eyes to look at Zylos. "He is the kid that Sephy carries on about?" she asked, disbelieving.

Zylos rolled his eyes and nodded. "Yep." a smirk came to his face. "You know if he hears you call him that he'll have a fit." he pointed out, smirking.

She laughed and stood to her feet, giving a shrug. "Yeah, I know. But it's fun to tease the guy. Plus, he wouldn't do anything to me anyway. He's too much of a pushover." she laughed before she turned and opened up a cabinet, pulling a pair of rubber gloves from a box and slipped them on giving a loud snapping sound as she stretched them and they bounced back against her flesh. "So, what's his problem?" she asked.

Zylos moved beside Sora and reached up, placing a hand under Sora's chin and forcing him to raise it, forcing a yell from his throat as searing pain ran through his neck at the sudden motion.

She walked foreword and placed a finger right under the wound, making Sora squirm as he tried to get away from the touches of his neck. Her eyes lifted to his pained face, seeing that his eyes were squeezed shut before he eyes went to Zylos. "Alright." she said simply before she moved and walked over to another cabinet, grabbing a bandage and a few chemicals from it.

Sora whimpered softly as the pain subsided to a slight numbness as Zylos kept his hand under the e boy's chin, forcing him to keep his neck exposed. He opened his eyes and glanced out of the corner of his eye at the woman, seeing her walk over and set some items on a metal tray. He heard and smelled some sort of bottle being opened and some cotton balls pressed against the top as she tipped the bottle, walking over to Sora once more. She gave him a very serious look that made him stop squirming, knowing that she wanted him to be still. He felt the cotton and wetness touch the wound, and the fire came back worse than ever. He screamed and thrashed against Zylos, jerking his chin from the man's grasp as he tried to run away. His arm was grabbed though and he was flung onto one of the medical beds that was set up in the room. Zylos was soon on top of him, scowling down at him as he pinned Sora's arms beside his head, and using his knees to pin down Sora's legs. "Stay still." he growled at the boy before the woman re-dipped the cotton ball into the foul smelling chemical before returning once more. Sora's breathing sped up as he tried to get as far away from her as possible, but was far too weak to even come close to Zylos's strength. "N-No! D-Don't touch me!" he yelled at her, turning his head away from once more.

Zylos growled and moved slightly, taking both of Sora's hands into one of his hands as he moved Sora's arms over his head and used his now free hand to force Sora's chin upwards once more, it not hurting as badly this time. He screamed out once more as the chemical touched the wound once more, he starting to thrash around, but was getting no where as Zylos held him down tightly. Tears streamed down Sora's face as the pain was too much for him to take. He screamed and thrashed through the whole process of her slowly moving from one spot to another on his neck, pausing to catch his breath when she stopped to merely wet another cotton ball before she started all over again.

He whimpered in great pain as he heard a slight sizzle sound coming from his neck, the pain dulling a bit now, but it still evident. She grabbed a cup and filled it with water before walking over and lightly pouring it over the wound, making the pain dull down even greater as the cold liquid seemed to extinguish the fire that he could have sworn had been there. She took a towel and lightly dabbed at the wound, being very careful with her movements.

Zylos had loosened his grip and merely sat upon the boy now, having let his arms go as he looked down at the boy now panting to regain his breathing, tear stains evident on his cheeks. He reached over and lightly dabbed those away, making sure not to ruin the make-up that was still on the boy's face; thank goodness it was water proof.

She walked over to the metal tray once more and set down the towel and picked up a small tube and walked over to Sora once more, squeezing some of the substance onto her finger before lightly spreading it over the wound, it being cool, so it didn't hurt as badly, but the pain was still there. She finished and grabbed the bandage and lightly wrapped it around Sora's neck, not making it too tight, but tight enough so that it would heal properly, and thankfully the bandage was a very close color to his skin color, so it was barely visibly, though when looked closely upon, it was still there.

She nodded at Zylos and he got off of the boy, making Sora look over at them with a glare before looking away and sitting up on the bed, soon standing to his feet, feeling a bit dizzy and light-headed as he reached over and used the post of the bed for support before he could balance himself once more.

She rolled her eyes at Sora's childness and snapped her gloves off before throwing them into the trash can, going over and starting to throw everything away. "You're welcome." she replied without emotion before she walked over and sat back down on her seat once more.

Zylos smiled in her direction as he walked over and leaned down, planting a small kiss on her cheek. "Thanks Love." he smiled, getting a slight roll of eyes from her, but she smiled none-the-less. "No problem." she replied before she turned and picked up the magazine she had been reading.

Zylos turned on his heal and walked over to the boy. "Now, as I said before, you won't be completely free." he replied, a smirk on his face as his hand snuck into his pocket.

Sora turned his attention to Zylos once more as he narrowed his eyes. Not free? But the collar was off! What other way could he be enslaved if not by a collar? He shook his head. "I don't understand." he said slowly, looking at Zylos with suspicion.

Zylos smirked and walked towards Sora slowly, making Sora squirm with awkwardness. "Well, let me clarify things." he replied, taking something from his pocket, but Sora didn't see what it had been. Zylos suddenly flung himself onto him once more, making a yelp come from his lips as he was knocked back on the bed once more, pinned once more. Well, deja vu much? He glared up at Zylos, trying to get away, but once again, was futile. "What are you doing?!" He asked, watching the other above him.

Zylos smirked and opened his hand to reveal a small golden ring. Sora didn't understand what it was; Zylos figured he'd before explain: by actions. He forced Sora's legs apart, receiving much complaint from the boy as he thrashed underneath him. He ignored him and pushed up the robe so that he exposed the boy fully before him.

Sora blushed madly at this violation and gasp as the man grabbed his length, pulling lightly so that Sora squirmed more underneath him. "S-Stop!" he yelled at the other, but went ignored. He felt a cold metal pressed against his penis, earning a gasp from the teen as he cringed from the coldness, feeling it squeezed onto his member and forced down to the base, the whole process pretty uncomfortable. He heard a slight clicking sound and yelped as the ring tightened around him to an almost painful point. Zylos finally got off of him and Sora leaned up and looked down at himself, looking up at Zylos in confusion. "What the hell?" he asked.

Zylos smirked and pulled from his pocket a small remote. "See this? This works just like the collar, only with a different effect. If you misbehave, the ring will tighten around your penis, and will continue to tighten until I release the button." he smirked, Sora's eyes going wide with horror.

Zylos placed the remote back into his pocket before he turned towards Sora. "Get proper and come on." he ordered, turning and walking out of the medical room, not giving a backwards glance.

Sora grumbled and stood to his feet, fixing the robe so that it went down to his ankles once more before he ran after Zylos, grumbling at the most idiotic of things given to him.

Zylos ignored him and continued down the large flights of stairs once more before they came upon a large set of double doors. Zylos turned towards Sora with a serious expression. "Here are the rules: You are not to speak unless spoken to, do not interrupt anything, no commentary or opinion, and do everything that you are told or I will have the honor of pushing that wonderful button that you love so much. Got it?" he asked, not even waiting for Sora to answer before he turned and opened the doors, Sora's eyes going wide at what stood before him.

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Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!
This chapter was EXTREMELY longer than I intended it to be!
And it only took me...5 hours! WOOT!
Lol!
Anyway, please review and tell me what you think!
Until next time!
Ja ne!