Chapter 4:

The adventure ahead of me

Never had I ever felt so cold, even during the New York winters, I was colder than that. The cold concrete floor didn't held either. Silence was forced upon me by a gag in my mouth. Silver handcuffs rested on my already sore wrists.

My own cuffs. Used against me.

Stopping to listen to my surroundings, I let the light rain drown out the pain I was currently in. My bloodshot eyes searched for a way out. A white door was in the corner of the room with a silver gate in front of it on the inside, facing me. Not knowing how much pain that would soon endow me, I heard slight shuffling outside the door. My body squished into the smallest corner it had behind it. The door opened. Two men with familiar faces entered.

"Hey good-looking." The familiar foreign voice said

When Olivia was in the car, she remembered the two men, both were white, but one was foreign with a slim structure of a face, and brown hair.

This other man was white, had a stocky build with long limbs, an American accent, and black hair.

Cringing back into the corner from the two men approaching me, I remembered the brutal slap from the larger man.I didn't know how long I had been in the room, or how I got in here. The slimmer man approached me first, brushing his hand across exposed collar bones, thanks to my v neck shirt.

"We got a whole lot of plans for you." He commented taking his hand off me

"Maybe, if we take that gag off your mouth, you'll tell us your name?"

The heavier built man said "Ah yes, maybe so, just don't scream, or your gonna get it." The other continued

Before he came close to me, both men stepped out of the room, locking the gate behind them. I heard the name Damien, from the American, and soon the foreign man responded. Learning the names was a step in the direction as to who I was taken from and why.

"Alex, make sure you keep her in good condition, we need her to stay that way for the future."

Damien said Alex was the heavier built man with the American accent, and Damien was the slim man with a foreign accent, from somewhere in Europe, I couldn't figure if out yet.

Alex came in alone with a few things in his hand. Rope, a CVS pharmacy bag, and a pair of clothes. The gate slammed shut with a click in it, and same with the white door. This reputation I had built with this man already was that he was used to using his power to get his way around.

"Let me take that gag out of your mouth so you can speak." Alex dropped the bag to the side, then ripping the gag from my mouth with such varicosity, I moved my head away, feeling the slight pain rip on my lips and mouth.

"I'm going to uncuff you, now if you try anything, you'll regret it."

"Okay" I responded standing up, still in the corner with Alex across the room Alex approached me, grabbing my shoulder, forcefully turning me around to prevent me facing him from the corner I was previously in.

Twisting my wrists into an uncomfortable position, he was behind me, close enough to breathe on my neck. Fooling with the key in his pocket that he'd taken from me at some point, it fell to the floor.

Held against a wall with a man holding my arms behind my back, it brought the worst thoughts to my mind. Alex brushed down my back, being the taller one, (I was only a 5,8 woman, and this man was nearly 6,4), he grabbed the key off the floor and came back to a halt. His right hand brushed up my back thigh, and then to my backside.

"Somebody's been working out." He said as he placed his hand on my backside with more force

Using all the force I could muster, I pulled my foot around his, pushing him off balance, and knocking him off me with my elbows, even having my hands cuffed, I could at least try and take down a 6,4 man from assaulting me any more than he already had. Soon, I realized that I had just made my move and there wasn't any chance at escape.

"You bitch-"

Running to the gate and kicking it with all my might and still cuffed, I turned to a fist in my face, knocking me with a brute force to the wall. He forced the gag back into my mouth. I struggled underneath the elbow that was holding my wind pipe down. A voice interrupted.

"ALEX!" Alex turned to the sound of Damien's voice.

Damien was through the gate already, looking at the scene in front of him. In opposite corner of the room, he saw his henchman, holding down a gagged woman by her wind pipe with a forming bruise on her cheek bone.

"I said good condition, now let go of her and leave us be." Alex released my throat and I slumped to the wall, trying to breathe as much air as possible through my nostrils.

He quickly slipped out the room, leaving this mysterious other man alone with me. Damien came towards me, gently taking the gag out of my mouth, allowing me to suck in the air my lungs needed much of.

"Alex, get me that first aid kit." He said yelling into the hallway through the locked gate

The first aid kit was given to Damien.

"Now be nice, we need you in pristine condition for the adventure ahead of us."

"Get away from me." I said standing up pulling away from the space that was left between us

"Don't be like that, you got to know Alex, but you should know, I'm very different from him. Now let me clean up that bruise."

All I could do was ignore him. I let him get close to me. Damien took out a ice pack that would be operable once crushed with something, he crushed it and wrapped it in gauze, the only thing available. He gave it to me, slightly knowing I didn't want to be touched.

Damien went to the the opposite side of the room, picking up the pharmacy bag that Alex had left. Damien put away the rope in his jacket, as he saw me eyeing it. "

Your handcuffs are fine for now."

He commented Continuing to pull out the things in the bag, he took out colored contacts and eye make up. Then taking the pair of clothes, he handed them to me. The clothes were casual.

"Get changed, then I'll help you with the rest of the stuff."

Damien left the room.

The seriousness in his voice by the order he gave me told me I wouldn't be able to say no to this disguise I'd been given. Quickly getting dressed to the privacy I was given, Damien came back in the room five minutes later.

"Come with me, and you know any moves, you will regret it-again." Damien said

He guided me out the gated door, and I observed the surroundings. I was downstairs in a basement sort of area. Picking my heavy feet up one by one up the stairs, we stopped at the bathroom.

"Put some make up on, cover the bruise, put the contacts on too, and go to the bathroom. Make sure you look different when you get out here"

The door closed behind me, and I sensed a body present outside the door. My escape route was yet to be found. Not for a while at least.

Twenty minutes later, I came out of the bathroom, practically caked in makeup to look unrecognizable as the man had ordered me. My senses indicated all the notes that had been made in my head.

Kidnapped

Foreign men

Changing appearance

If only I knew why.

"Much better, a new woman." I cringed at the words he formed to his lips

"Now come with me, sit on the stool in front of the mirror. You move and-well you know what will happen" Making a nod of gesture to him without any eye contact was what all I could do

Alex came in this time with a pair of scissors. My heart jumped as he had a potential weapon near me.

"Don't worry pretty lady, I'm going to make it better." Alex came towards me with the scissors, putting his hands through my shoulder length hair. He began to cut ends off of my hair.

"Your going to look even more gorgeous, now sit still if you don't want a pair of blades in your neck."

My hair was cut to a length that was a bit longer than my chin, but wavy. It framed my face nicely, as he said.

"Why the hell do you have me here?" I finally spat at him as he finished up my hair

"You'll soon find out." I was frustrated at the time.

Being kidnapped, beat up, groped, and now transformed, I hadn't gotten a single piece of information. Through the mirror in front of me, I looked at the "new" me.

My hair had been cut nearly three or four inches, my eye color, now green, thanks to contacts, my eye makeup heavier then usual, and now my clothes were casual. They were trying to make me a person I wasn't. I believed they had big plans for me.

"What's your name?" He asked harshly a bit running his hand on my arm

"Don't-" He slapped me across the bruised side of my face.

"Now what is your name?"

"Olivia" I sputtered out

"Good, now come with me, Damien will brief you on the way."

"About what?" I dared to ask

"Our way out of the country."

Through all thoughts in my head, my mind raced immediately on how I could possibly get a hold of the squad. These strange men had transformed me into someone I wasn't, and planned to take me out of the country.

Worries flooded through my mind.

I had to leave something behind for any chance of the squad to find me, if they even would find this house I was in. My necklace was all I could think of. I left it in a place where Nick, Fin, of any of the squad would find it. Alex and Damien dragged me out the door, free of the handcuffs. They walked me out to the black SUV and before they shut the door to the unmarked house, I dropped my necklace near the door step without them noticing.

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